Swallowed Whole

The voyage that had originally been scheduled to take three to five days had been forcibly shortened to two by the soldiers. It had nothing to do with Ron's orders—they were simply being targeted.

Targeted by the world!

Ever since the Serpent Storm two days ago, they had been traveling through one extreme climate zone after another. A tsunami as tall as a mountain?

Small stuff.

A hundred-plus Sea Kings had gathered during mating season, tangled into a massive ball that was even more scalp-numbing than the legendary "snake ball"!

Because they were enormous.

Each of their eyes alone was about as large as the Kirin, the "War Beast"!

They were clearly in a bottomless deep-sea region, yet as those primitive behemoths fought and mated, they had forcibly pushed aside the seawater and exposed the seabed below!

Then came gigantic hailstones, a sea navel—a sinking waterfall located in the heart of the ocean—super typhoons, and every sort of extreme weather imaginable. The soldiers had seen it all, leaving them half-dead and constantly scrambling for survival.

Faced with the collective complaints of the soldiers, the head of the navigation division had nearly cut open his own stomach to prove his innocence!

What the hell did that have to do with me?!

At last, after two days and two nights, they saw daylight again—literally. Soldiers collapsed across the deck in limp heaps, each one gasping like a fish stranded ashore, grateful to still be alive while also wishing they were dead.

An experience like this was less pleasant than dying!

"Stay calm, stay calm... There's something even more exciting waiting ahead!"

Ron sat in the command room and watched the scene through the glass window, a faint smile curling at his lips.

"Admiral, we're running out of repair materials. Should we..."

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