At dawn on the third day, Ye Xuan opened his eyes from his drowsiness. He was still half asleep.
"So fast? And it's still the middle of the night?" He walked sleepily out of the prison door and looked all around. He saw the committee commissioner waiting for him.
"The lab made their official report an hour ago," the commissioner said. "The captain is waiting for you."
"Mmm, thanks." Ye Xuan nodded and followed behind him. As they left, he heard the guards spit with disdain. He didn't have eyes in the back of his head, but he could guess that the eyes of those looking at him were not very friendly.
Along the way, everyone on the side of the path looked very gloomy. The joy and happiness of the few days before had disappeared.
Naturally.
After the crew, who had been seeking new land's hopes were kindled, they were extinguished by a sudden accident. Everyone on the ship was in poor spirits. Only the captain's suppression was preventing a mutiny.