Half a month had passed.
Li Renzhe had gone from full of anticipation at the start to now experiencing a numbing sense of exhaustion, both physically and mentally undergoing a grueling baptism.
Although it had only been half a month, it felt as long as a century to him.
Waking up at six o'clock every morning, he ate standardized nutritional meals, which, due to his dietitian being mindful of weight issues, did not contain even a speck of oil—eating became merely a means to fill his stomach.
After enduring a day's strenuous training, he would fall onto his bed at night and sleep would come instantly.
That wasn't the only thing that was depressing.
What troubled Li Renzhe most was that his impending astronaut training hadn't begun, as he was constantly engaged in physical training.
Whenever he was alone in the dormitory, he felt an urgent desire to go home.
Just give up, go back home!