For seasoned veterans like Indigo, Robin, Brook, and Issho, it was even less of an issue.
Gods and the like might have been something they had experienced, and one was even right beside them, but to them, what Other Shore had told them was simply a myth, a piece of history.
It was just that this history was a little too real, making it hard for them to digest all at once.
Still, their different experiences and ages meant that after Kuta spoke, they were the first to come back to their senses, with no change in their emotions.
Perhaps different lives really did lead to different outcomes!
Two days later.
A two-masted sailing ship swiftly emerged from the storm.
Seeing the familiar blue sky and white clouds outside, everyone aboard breathed a sigh of relief.
From entering these waters, to experiencing the dreamlike space where Other Shore lived, to arriving here, they had spent a full three days.
Had they not been physically tough, the ship's swing-like rocking would probably have knocked them all unconscious long ago.
Time ticked by, and the Freedom gradually left the chaotic waters behind.
Once the ship gradually settled down, everyone looked back again, a touch of wonder appearing in their eyes.
"Kuta, another half day or so ahead, and we'll reach Egghead."
At the bow, A-Luo raised his right hand and looked at the Log Pose on his wrist, smiling as he spoke. "I wonder what Vegapunk looks like. They say his scientific genius is five hundred years ahead of the world."
"We've heard so many stories about him along the way, but not a single photo of him has ever surfaced. I wonder if the World Government protects him too well, or if the newspapers simply can't get a photo of