The working methods of the Xianxia dimension are indeed very different from the mundane technological dimension.
Feng Jun waited a little more than two days and had once again filled his super large storage bag.
Just as he was about to return to the small courtyard and withdraw from this dimension, Kong Ziyi came looking for him.
She casually asked, "Where did the crude oil in your storage bag go?"
Feng Jun was momentarily stunned before realizing the situation. His last bag fill had been just three days prior. One day later, he'd filled another 100,000 cubic meters, and two days after that, 300,000 more. At this frequency, it would indeed be strange if no one grew suspicious.
He had been focused on killing time and hadn't considered how people in this dimension might perceive his actions. That wasn't good—he needed to be more mindful in the future.
