The other three looked at the newspaper, where the headline in the center read, "An indispensable welcome banquet! Welcome to every distinguished guest! Absolutely no absence is allowed!" Below that, in very small print, was the message: "Please dress formally!"

"Formal attire?" Kuroko scratched his head in confusion. He was also dressed in a practical outfit, a large T-shirt and cargo pants, with a touch of hip-hop style.

Cheng Shuang: "The duty-free shop sells clothes, you can go there and take a look."

Kuroko-sen immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

His relaxed attitude was obvious. Cheng Shuang wondered to herself, did he bring money with him? But where did his money come from?

The idea had barely formed when a notification popped into my head: 'Welcome to the Bank of the Land of Death. Points to cash exchange rate: 1 point = 100 cash.'

“I haven’t exchanged cash yet.” Du Jun looked at Cheng Shuang. “I need to go to the duty-free shop to check the prices before making a decision.”

The girl knew it was the young man reminding her not to rush, since she had very few points and they would be very useful at the rest stop, so every point counted.

She nodded almost imperceptibly.

“Yes, that’s right.” Hei Zishan, who had been flipping through the newspaper, thought that Du Jun was extending an invitation. Without even looking up, he replied, “Let’s go take a look together.”

"Did you notice?" Lie Fu's deep voice came, pointing to a string of special cursive letters in the corner of the newspaper. "This cruise ship is called Tissopone."

Cheng Shuang pouted helplessly. It wasn't a combination of twenty-six letters, so she couldn't understand it!

“One of the Furies from Greek mythology!” Du Jun frowned slightly, then looked up at the round clock at the front of the restaurant. “Dinner is served.”