On the Ceiling (Bonus Chapter for First Subscriptions)

There was no opportunity to board, and there were still Navy soldiers on-site. After making one round, Sifa decided to leave.

Unable to enter the ship, it was practically impossible to investigate whether it was some kind of sealed artifact. Still, to avoid arousing suspicion, Sifa patiently listened as Ucidi rambled on, repeating the various rumors about the "Black Star" that he had probably told tourists countless times before.

After staying in the "Devil's Throat" for nearly an hour, Sifa felt beads of water condensing on the surface of his skin. Ucidi had run out of anything new to say and tried, "Sir, would you like to continue sightseeing? My suggestion is that it's getting late. We should head back and have lunch, and in the afternoon I can take you somewhere else. What do you think?"

"There are plenty of other fun places on our island. Places like the 'Botanical Museum,' 'Pearl Beach,' and 'Wave Street' are all must-visit spots for tourists."

So you have influencer check-in spots too?

Sifa chuckled. "I'll take your advice."

He had wanted to leave for a long time. It was far too damp here, and staying too long made him uncomfortable. If those Navy soldiers guarding the ship were ordinary people, they would probably develop rheumatism after serving here for long.

By the time they left the cavern and returned to the hotel, it was already eleven in the morning. After arranging to meet Ucidi at one in the afternoon, Sifa leisurely made his way toward his room. He planned to rest briefly, go out for a meal at eleven-thirty, have some tea afterward, and continue touring the island in the afternoon.

Then he would have to leave tomorrow and go to the previous port to purchase a ticket to Bayam. Everything could