Time spent in the Underground Shelter passed agonizingly slowly, but aboard Hope One as it sailed across the sea, time flowed like water, slipping away with a soft SWISH.
In a flash, a day and a half had passed since Su Mo obtained the title Friend of the Ocean.
Unlike the purposeful busyness back in Hope Village from dawn to dusk, Su Mo's work aboard Hope One effectively filled the massive gaps left by the rapid development of the basin and Hope Village over the past two months.
Every morning after waking up, Su Mo completed his routine training exercises. Then, he led two or three alien race underlings to cook a massive pot of food, enough to feed eighty people for the day.
