Four in the afternoon.
Ship's cabin lounge.
Dong Xuebin searched all around for a telephone, wanting to contact home and tell them he was still alive, but he couldn't find any communication device.
Just then, footsteps suddenly sounded outside. Someone had come back!
Dong Xuebin immediately hurriedly tidied up the room and hid behind the door.
Creak. The door opened. It seemed to be the middle-aged man who had been smoking on the deck earlier.
Dong Xuebin silently recited a command. Once time stopped, he sidestepped, bent at the waist, squeezed past the middle-aged man, and looked down the corridor. He quickly headed toward the rear. When he reached an unlit corner, Dong Xuebin immediately canceled the effect, pressing himself into the corner to conceal his body.
"Eh? Where's my bread?"
"...Boss, what happened?"
"Who touched my coffee? And my bread? Huh? Why are my clothes gone too?"
"Uh, I don't know. How could that be..."
"I've been standing at the door the whole time! If I don't know, do you?"
"Boss, I really don't know. I didn't see anyone come in!"
After the scolding continued for three minutes, the cabin returned to silence. Dong Xuebin craned his neck to look over there. Seeing no one in the corridor, he quietly turned and headed farther in. At the very end, he casually opened a pitch-black room. No one was inside, so Dong Xuebin entered and shut the door. He sat cross-legged near it, leaned against the door panel, and closed his eyes to rest, preparing to recover his energy.
An hour...
Two hours...
Three hours...
Dong Xuebin fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, he found that it seemed to have gotten dark outside. He had no idea what time it was. Why hadn't they docked yet? Huh? The