"Again!"
Rinsing and repeating this process, Di Tou even forgot about his time restriction, focusing wholeheartedly on recovering. Every day would follow the same cycle, he would create a mass of brooms, stockpile them, sweep, recover, reflect, and then do the whole thing once more.
For over a week, Di Tou didn't sleep, he didn't eat, he didn't even stop to sh*t! All he did was sweep and make brooms.
As for recovery…
After the second time, Di Tou had scanned around a little and found that he had once again recovered a tuft of hair. In terms of size, it was the same as the first tuft of hair, which meant that he hadn't managed to break through an efficiency threshold.
