On the first night aboard the ship, Chen Zhou intended to rest in the first mate's room; he was very satisfied with the environment and the hammock there.
However, before it was dark, taking advantage of the dusk before nightfall, he planned to do some more work.
It's not that he was particularly diligent, just that he knew delayed work wouldn't disappear—it would only pile up for tomorrow, doubling the burden.
If he couldn't solve this extra burden, the work would accumulate more and more until it overwhelmed him and entirely messed up the situation.
Besides, when the rain was pouring earlier, a lot of water would have flooded the cabin, and if not cleaned in time, it would ruin the food, soak the wood and gunpowder; regretting then would be too late.
Having eaten and drunk enough and having seen the reward for succeeding in challenges in advance, encouraged by the gold coins, Chen Zhou felt his physical and mental state reached a peak, filled with energy throughout.
