"Everyone, we are ten hours away from our destination. Prepare for exit."
Mark's cold voice sounded through the entire spaceship.
Silas opened his eyes from where he sat.
"How much time has passed since I entered seclusion?" He asked himself quietly as he stood up from the bed.
"Rion, how long did I spend in seclusion?"
"300 hours, Master Silas," Rion replied almost instantly.
Silas shook his head.
"That long?" He mused aloud.
As he was still reeling from the fact that he had spent so much time, he suddenly remembered something.
"Were you able to tell the manager to cancel all appointments?" He asked.
"Yes, Master Silas," Rion answered.
Silas had asked the manager to schedule meetings with people who wanted to invest in their company, as well as those who wanted to assist in the creation of their first game.
Silas nodded and stood up from the bed.
"This rune model is really complicated," he muttered, taking a cup of water from the side of his bed.
