At six o'clock in the evening, dinner time.
In White Sand Paradise, a strict time management system was enforced. After reviewing Locker's file, Su Ming'an arrived on the third floor.
The third floor was vast, with not only a large classroom but also other enclosed doors and windows. Walking all the way to the end, he saw the dining hall.
In the dining hall, there were many players with gray faces and vacant eyes, sitting as though they had lost all reaction to the outside world, simply pushing the food around on their plates. The strange man in the white lab coat wasn't here. Without his surveillance, some players who were grouped together were now sitting down to discuss things.
Su Ming'an took some food from the self-service area and sat down in a corner without eating.
Resting or eating chocolate could replenish one's physical strength. He had slept all day and didn't feel weak, so not eating was fine.
