Ma Lu settled in his residence, with the countdown on his Traveler's Bracelet showing only one hour left.
He didn't bother going out again, just opened the fridge, picked a random can of drink, popped the tab, and took a sip.
Hmm, it was just an energy drink, alcohol-free, but the taste wasn't bad, with a faint hint of jasmine, and the familiar circular logo was printed right on the front of the aluminum can.
This once again made Ma Lu aware of the surprising control the Order Church had over this place; their reach seemed to be everywhere.
But it didn't seem to have much to do with him, a mere passerby.
After finishing the drink, Ma Lu went to bed for a little while, and when he woke up, he was already on the living room sofa.
Old Wang was bustling about in an apron he got for free with chicken essence, cleaning with the new steam mop Ma Lu bought. Seeing him wake up, he asked,
"How was the new plane journey?"
