Early the next morning, after finishing breakfast, Yu Sheng once again came to the giant spaceship parked in the valley and entered the room where the Holy Coffin was stored.
The black iron coffin remained unchanged, still standing on the platform as before. The buzzing sound from inside seemed like it would continue indefinitely.
"Alright, same as always—I've come to see you again," Yu Sheng sighed, sitting on the platform beneath the Holy Coffin, casually knocking on the iron coffin behind him, "Do you plan on waking up?"
Of course, the Holy Coffin made no response, merely continuing its low tremor.
