Sea beasts began to invade.
The brief peace vanished once again.
This time, the sea beasts' invasion was exceptionally fierce.
But to the Ark's crew, who had long since grown used to this rhythm, there seemed to be nothing to fear.
According to the Ark's official statements, islands lay all around them. As long as they docked at the Sinland Fragments, everything would be resolved.
The sea beasts' attacks were ferocious. The enormous tsunamis could have swallowed any ship Wen Xishu remembered, but even super-tsunamis of this magnitude only made the Ark rock a little.
Everything proceeded according to routine.
Wen Xishu had crawled into a ventilation duct and was making his way through it, preparing to enter the Portal by another route.
A few hours earlier, Horn had once again applied to enter the Sinland Fragments.
"Great captain, the Ark gave me a chance to survive, and it deserves my eternal service. But that place is simply too beautiful. Although I liked the last island very much, it ultimately wasn't right for me. I think the next island might be the place I've always dreamed of. Besides, going ashore is itself a contribution to the Ark, isn't it?"
Horn's application was, of course, longer than that, but this was its main point.
All manner of background information on Horn had already appeared in the captain's office.
Although Horn had been plotting in secret all these years, he had spent most of that time waiting. When the weak sought to defeat the strong, schemes often meant nothing. They had to learn submission and patience.
Only after meeting Wen Xishu had Horn felt that his moment had arrived. Only then had he revealed another side of himself.
But in the captain's eyes, Horn was a technical specialist, someone dedicated to improving