That wish seems to have stumped the genie for a while, but the Devil Chicken has now been asked. Unfortunately, the beast ate you as being unworthy of
bothering it.
You are now able to physically live with only an hour of sleep a night.
Sadly, your brain has compensated by giving you those horrible nightmares where you think you keep on waking up only to find yourself going deeper and
deeper into them.
I wish for a solution to famine that won't result in any major economic shift.