Time spent in the Underground Shelter passed very slowly, but when one was on Hope One sailing across the sea, time seemed to flow like the waters the ship was on, passing rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, a day and a half had passed since Su Mo obtained the title of Friend of the Ocean.
From morning to night, it was completely different from the purpose-driven hecticness in Hope Village.
As Su Mo also kept himself busy on Hope One, it somewhat rectified the void that was left behind by the struggle to rapidly develop the basin area and Hope Village over the past two months.
Every day, after waking up in the morning, Su Mo would complete his routine training and exercise, and then lead two or three members of the foreign races to make a large pot of rice that would be enough for eighty people to eat for a day.
After breakfast, Su Mo would then head to the captain's quarters and scribble information into his notebook.
