The island was not particularly large, roughly comparable in size to Volcano Island. With a squad of Wyvern Riders conducting aerial reconnaissance, they quickly completed a circuit of exploration.
Viewed from above, the island's terrain was exceedingly simple. A ring of beaches encircled a vast jungle, and there was essentially nothing more to say about it.
During the process, they confirmed that the cooking smoke on the island came from not one location, but three.
Conservatively speaking, there were at least three camps on the island.
After quickly confirming the situation, the Wyvern Riders did not linger. They rendezvoused with the fleet at sea as quickly as possible and reported the latest developments.
"We've finally found an island!"
The instant this news was confirmed, White Butcher could not help but break into a pleased smile.
Based on the Wyvern Riders' follow-up report, he quickly reached a conclusion.
However, he did not rush to voice it. Instead, he turned to his adjutant, Lin Youshu, who was standing nearby.
"Lieutenant, what do you make of this?"
Lin Youshu knew that his colonel was testing him, so he did not dare relax or be careless. He carefully analyzed the intelligence they had obtained earlier.
"Judging by their clothing, they're basically at the stage of primitive tribes. There are camps in the jungle, so I'd estimate they're no more than village-sized settlements."
"At this stage, tribes are usually short-handed. Every day, they have to constantly scramble for food. Even if they organize patrols to ensure the village's safety, the patrols generally have to shoulder other tasks as well, such as gathering resources."
Since the people of Volcano Island had lived similar lives in its early days, before they were incorporated into Great Zhou, Lin Youshu had considerable authority on this subject.
At that moment,