Ship tower, floor one thousand seven hundred and seventy-three.
Dingchou District.
"Should be the right room?"
Zhang Jing looked at the door in front of him, covered with fairy light, and couldn't help but sigh in relief.
Finally found it!
Perhaps due to the influence of mustard seed shrinking earth, the interior of this Void Treasure Ship was much larger than it looked from the outside.
A grand sum of two thousand seven hundred and thirty-two floors.
Each floor was divided into twenty-nine districts, each with dozens, if not hundreds of rooms.
The layout was complicated, like a labyrinth.
From the ship's bow deck to here, Zhang Jing had indeed taken quite some effort.
He took out his ticket and gently affixed it to the door.
In an instant.
The dense fairy light covering the room's door began to slowly dissipate.
Just as he was about to open the door and enter.
Rustle--
A sudden sound of footsteps appeared by his ear.
