The night passed without incident.
The next day's sun rose as usual, ushering in a new morning.
Haicheng had made it safely through the night.
Early that morning, Jiang Yao sent people over to relieve Zhou Fan and the others on watch, allowing his group to return and rest.
"Captain Zhou, leave things to us now. Go back and get some rest," Jiang Yao said.
"All right." Zhou Fan did not refuse.
For the moment, there was no activity out at sea, and no sea beasts were in sight.
Since there were no sea beasts, there was no need for him to stand guard twenty-four hours a day. He still needed to take turns with the others.
Without proper rest, he would not be in good enough condition.
If the beast tide attacked again, he would not be in good shape to fight.
Jiang Yao led her people on watch while also having people begin clearing the battlefield.
Yesterday's battle had been brutal. Countless sea beasts had died there, their corpses piled like mountains and their blood flowing in rivers. All the sand on the beach had been stained red, and after festering overnight, it had turned so dark it was almost black.
Even the seawater was a blackish red. Huge numbers of sea beast corpses floated in the water, drawing large numbers of fish to feed on them.
A strong, foul stench filled the air.
Though the surroundings were nauseating, the battlefield still had to be cleaned up.
Removing the corpses was part of the reason.
Another reason was that these sea beasts had crystal cores. Crystal cores were valuable things-the most precious things in a mutant beast's body.
Yesterday, they had been too exhausted. The battle had just ended, casualties had been heavy, and everyone needed to seize