After a brief few seconds of darkness, Lin Wu's eyes brightened as he found himself in a place. A room, a restroom, a bed, and then nothing more—cheap curtains, cheap flooring, and a layer of dust on the lightbulb. All of his possessions were gone, save for the most basic set of clothes he had on when he boarded the spaceship.
It seemed he had been reborn as a poor man.
There were five boxes on the floor: a suitcase, a small suitcase, a carry-on, a backpack, and a hiking pack. The closet was open, filled with various suits and even shoes. And the most important envelope lay on the bed.
Lin Wu stepped forward, picked up the envelope, and opened it: "Hello, Mr. Lin Wu…"