"It's quite empty…" The moment Thomas slept, he entered into the dream world, appeared at his Casino ship. Yet he stood there alone, without anyone else there.
He checked, and all of the fifty balls of lights were still on the deck. "They may take a few days to come again…" he softly muttered, realising that they'd take five days at least thanks to the side effects of donating their Qi.
"I need to recruit more customers then…" he suddenly realised that he had to work every day to lure more customers here. If a single wave of customers would take five days at least to wake up from the hangover, then it meant he needed to recruit new customers per day.
"Some days, a few groups will appear together…" he looked around, "I need to expand my ship to accommodate all of them…"
The ship currently could host up to one hundred customers. But that was in case he let everyone stand on the deck and not sit on the bar.
