Alex did not know where this space was, but it could indeed hold quite a few things, even large objects like a corpse. He faintly felt a trace of doubt; he did not choose to sign the contract immediately, but decided to observe for a bit first, waiting to go home and ask for Elias's opinion.
Regarding things like contracts, Elias knew more and clearly had more authority. After all, trading with a mysterious "master of the space" sounded full of risks without a clear understanding of the rules.
In the afternoon, Alex went to the Patrol Department alone for firearms practice. The resounding gunshots helped him relieve some of the tension in his heart.
Getting off work early, Alex did not take a carriage, but rarely chose to walk home.
In fact, this was Alex's most familiar method, but gradually, he had also gotten used to carriages, accustomed to their comfort and convenience.
