The Sea Forest, usually somewhat quiet, became incomparably lively today.
Millions of Fish-Man Island residents continuously poured in. Even this coral forest stretching deep into the seabed had become somewhat crowded.
Fortunately, Fish-Man Island's army and the Immigration Bureau's warriors were maintaining order.
They cut down vast swathes of coral in the Sea Forest, artificially creating roads leading straight into its depths and using them to divide the fleeing Fish-Man Island citizens into separate lines.
At the end of the roads lay the depths of the Sea Forest, where the promised ark Noah was docked.
Eight hundred years ago, Joy Boy's promise to the Mermaid Princess of that time was that, after winning the war, he would use this ship to lead the fish-men and merfolk to the surface.
So that the fish-men and merfolk, who had always been confined to the deep sea, could also embrace the sunlight above the ocean.
But unfortunately, that promise was never fulfilled.
Joy Boy lost that crucial war and never had another chance to fulfill his promise.
Yet this ship remained behind, placed in the Sea Forest and never used again.
Until now.
Fish-Man Island had reached its most dangerous moment, and this great ship symbolizing hope had finally come into use.
The ship of hope Joy Boy left behind had truly become Fish-Man Island's hope this time.
Noah was astonishingly enormous. Sitting within the Sea Forest, it looked like an underwater mountain range.
As the promised ship meant to carry every resident of Fish-Man Island to the surface, it was fully half the size of Fish-Man Island itself.
Even Fish-Man Island's five million residents could probably fit inside it with ease.
Residents carrying their families and luggage walked up the lowered gangplanks and entered Noah's cabins.
This ship had not been used