"Yes, it's going to be a long while."
Then he straightened up and walked toward the next car.
As he stood up, he also glanced at the watch on his wrist, 11:28 AM.
...The time on this train had slowed down, and yet the people on the train had no awareness of it...
Even he himself had not noticed.
Since boarding the train, Shu Guan had not detected any abnormalities; his movements faced no impediments, and his perception of the passage of time felt completely normal.
Shu Guan thought this as he walked forward.
What kind of Daoist Skill could this be? One that conjures an eternal night outside of the train and also causes the flow of time to slow down without notice.
Or perhaps it wasn't Daoist Skill, but the effect of a magical treasure?
As he walked down the aisle between the seats, Shu Guan frowned in contemplation.
"Xiaoyi, can you sense where that magical treasure is?"
"It seems to be in one of the cars up ahead."
