Don't meet the last of his kind
Xi Zirui is stunned silent for a full minute.
"What do you mean he's the cargo?"
With two simple words, Xi Zirui's illusion of a fun romp through the stars is completely shattered.
"Uhm, why doesn't Host go to the cargo hull and see for himself? It's a little hard to explain," Ni Ni says, sending the alarm bells in Xi Zirui's mind blaring.
One day he's going to kill that Shopkeeper.
He makes his way through the ship's winding corridors, following Ni Ni's instructions because the sameness of the floor plant confuses him. Each corner looks like the one before it, metal appliances and storage bins from floor to ceiling, all looking far past their prime, in every direction.
He can tell it's going to take him a long time to stop getting lost in this ship.
Finally, he reaches the cargo hull.
It's a bare, ample area, deep in the guts of the ship, with a few metal crates here and there all varying in size.