Seychelles waters.
Clear skies stretched for miles, the blazing sun scorched ruthlessly, and the ocean sprawled endlessly before their eyes.
After three days of sailing, the Nantakayte had finally reached these waters. It was Wei Tianyang's first time sailing on a long voyage, and his body was somewhat unaccustomed, having narrowly avoided seasickness and vomiting the night before. But fortunately, the sea had been very calm over the past few days, preventing any aggravation of his discomfort.
The hired black uncles were all experienced sailors, and the chief officer organized the ship's work neatly, allowing the vessel to glide through the complex currents as gracefully as a dolphin.
In the captain's cabin, Spencer and the Chief Officer located the offshore oil drilling platform on the nautical chart using coordinates provided by Rada Gan. It wasn't too far from the coastline.
