"I wonder what she'll write next." Watching the scene before him, Yudun picked up the juice on the table and clinked glasses with Qihua.
The latter was using her top-tier item to choose today's meal. "Who knows?"
Watching Zai Jiu Xunge begin writing a civilization, Yudun asked curiously, "Isn't she going to keep trying to activate [Moon Postman]?"
Qihua's hand paused, and she selected something she did not actually want to eat. She pushed that dish toward Yudun and ordered herself something else before saying, "...Who knows?"
The atmosphere aboard the War Cruise Ship was a little strange.
Strictly speaking, it had been a little strange ever since Zai Jiu Xunge left.
That went without saying for the players who had already lost their eligibility to play and switched to tour-group mode. Fat Goose, for instance, had given up trying from day one.
But the other players, who had always been proactive, were acting a little strange too. Like students in a Math Olympiad Class suddenly starting to daydream, most players went to the deck to enjoy the view and chat after using up their invasion duels-sometimes without even using them all up.
Everyone waited in tacit understanding for the next World Dock to appear, talking about their already shattered worlds as they waited.
The players divided into small groups according to their respective levels of hatred, then tacitly took turns listening and venting.
At times like these, those whose worlds had not died were excluded.
Zelan Kufu, Fu Qingfengji, Que Chengbomang, and Donghai Shark Leng huddled together for comfort.
Donghai Shark Leng pointed at Tingzhou Jing'e, who stood not far away with an arm slung around Xie Xie's shoulders, and asked incredulously, "Why does that goose get to join them?"
The other three players present turned their heads