The dark sea was as black as ink, calm without a ripple.
The hull gently rose and fell with the tide, rocking softly.
Inside the cockpit, three people confronted each other, the atmosphere tense and suffocating.
A-Wu stared at the strange man who had suddenly appeared on the ship in the middle of the night and spoke:
"Judging by your accent, you must be a local from Yong'an Island?"
The young man, upon hearing this, showed no change in his expression, still busily drying his clothes.
This uninvited guest was none other than Fang Cheng, who two hours earlier, had been overlooking the ocean from the cliff.
In order to figure out the final whereabouts of those monsters, Fang Cheng descended from the Cape to the beach shore.
Planning to stay on the shore, to conduct some experiments.
It would be best to capture a lone monster to test its level of strength, so as to be prepared.
