At this hour, just before landing in the New World and starting on the relocation to their new territory, all the villagers on Hope One were either awakened by the heat, the stuffiness or were startled awake.
Month 4, Day 2, 6.15 a.m.
When the first door of the ship's living quarters opened and gasps were heard from the people who dashed out, the rest of the doors opened as well like a series of dominoes.
Without exception, everyone wore expressions of bewildered astonishment.
"Sh*t, what happened, am I still asleep?"
"We can't have been abducted by aliens. Oh no, don't tell me we've fallen into the foreign races' trap!"
"Yuan Zi, pinch me, quick… ouch, that hurts. This is… real!"
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In between their noisy chatter, within less than two minutes, everyone who had remained in their rooms came out as well.
Normally, the walkway that could only accommodate 5 people at a time would certainly have been packed to the brim.