With that thought, Zhao Xun closed his personal panel.
At the same time, the compartment door opened, and A Jie walked in.
The moment he saw Zhao Xun, A Jie paused, then sat down on the edge of Wu Wei's bed without a word.
Probably because his own bunk was on top and he did not want to sleep, A Jie could not be bothered to climb up, so he simply sat on Wu Wei's lower bunk.
A Jie said nothing, but Zhao Xun struck up a conversation. "A Jie, have you heard any announcements these past few days about when the next platform game starts?"
Before he entered the dream game, the new players had yet to return from their last platform game.
If he remembered correctly, that had been the Fourth Station.
At that point, the new players had already spent a day and a half in their fourth platform game. Counting the days, they should have been about due to return.
Of course, that was assuming the game did not last an absurdly long time.
After all, platform games had no fixed duration. One of them could turn out to be exceptionally long.
Most of the announcements made after the new players returned to the train would not reach the veteran players.
However, the stopping time for every platform game was announced throughout the train.
The veteran players could hear those announcements too.
A Jie froze for a moment, clearly not expecting Zhao Xun to speak to him first.
Though he felt a little awkward, he still answered Zhao Xun's question. "They came back at midnight last night."
"Then they should have announced the stopping time for the next station, right?" Zhao Xun asked again.
"Yeah. Nine oh three in the morning on the twenty-fifth," A Jie