Old Martin's morning was the same as always, with not much change.
Sitting at the backyard door, with a small bowl of white rice porridge and a plate of green vegetables.
Watching the adventurers outside the house, they cooperated with each other to practice skills, while the nurse was responsible for treatment, and their proficiency was slowly improved.
Martin looked dazed. It had been the same for two years, every day: breakfast, training, lunch, training again, dinner, walk, and sleep.
Martin is an assistant, nearly sixty-one years old.
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