After finding a small diner in the small town and settling for a dinner of half a kilo of meat buns and two meat sandwiches, Tang Zheng began to walk towards the sparse village fields after stalling for over an hour. At nine o'clock, the teleportation started.
"Seems a bit early tonight!" Tang Zheng glanced at the crescent moon hanging in the night sky, then squatted on the ground to minimize his visibility. When he recovered his vision, he was back in the familiar room with the pale white walls.
"Yew! Silver, why am I the first one again?" Tang Zheng looked around to ensure nothing had changed, then walked toward the door. Unfortunately, the door handle still wouldn't turn. He asked, "Where does this door lead?"
The black cube remained stationary in the center of the floor, giving no response.
