For half an hour, Bai Zhizhan stared at the sea chart, his only movement being the occasional blink of his eyes, as if he were a statue made of plaster.
Zhou Yongtao wanted to speak several times, but Li Yunxiang and Li Mingbo stopped him with their gazes.
Perhaps Zhou Yongtao didn't know, but Li Yunxiang and Li Mingbo were very clear that when Bai Zhizhan stood there in a daze, he was definitely thinking, his brain operating at full speed and his energy focused on a single point. If no one wanted to be scolded harshly, it was best not to disturb him.
What did he think of?
"What's wrong with all of you?" Bai Zhizhan asked as he lifted his head and noticed everyone staring at him.
"What are you expecting us to say?" Li Yunxiang was the first to respond. According to past practice during fleet exercises, Bai Zhizhan must have had a clue.
Didn't he?
He would stay there until he got hungry enough to experience a hypoglycemic reaction.
