The setting sun turned the giant lake at the center of the island into a huge red persimmon, looking tempting and delicious.
Luo Han sat atop Cole above the red persimmon, lost in thought.
After figuring out the island's general shape from high altitude, Luo Han had come down to find Cole and Sister Shaku.
They had then gone together to inspect the far end of the island before returning to the giant lake. The result was the same: there was not the slightest trace of human activity. It felt as though Luo Han and the others were the first people to arrive on Ark Island.
Well, because Luo Han thought the island resembled a primitive little boat, he had privately named it Ark Island.
Cole and Sister Shaku had not objected. Perhaps they simply did not care. In any case, they would not be living here for long.
But Luo Han still could not understand it! It was impossible that only they had ever come here. Humans must have visited before, so why could they not find a single trace?
"Sister Shaku, the environment here seems quite suitable for humans to live in. Why are there no signs of human habitation instead?" Luo Han asked Sister Shaku after thinking for a moment as he looked at the huge oval lake below.
"Islands in the New World all have something unusual about them. Those unusual traits are often what make it difficult for humans to survive. This island should be the same," Sister Shaku said with a sigh, brushing back the windblown hair.
"Is that so? I just wonder what is so unusual about this island." Luo Han paused, then understood.
Looking at the distant sunset, Luo Han stood and said to Cole, "Let's head back. The sun is about