As the Convoy sailed on, the torrential rain gradually eased. The world that had been pitch-black day and night, filled with nothing but rain and thunder, began to show glimmers of light again.
"We're almost out of this place." Chu Sheng sat in the driver's seat, watching the torrential downpour turn into heavy rain. "Today marks one year. I wonder what's going to happen."
An Xi sat on his lap. After spending all this time together, she had started treating Captain Hui as if he were invisible, acting without any restraint around Chu Sheng.
Hearing Chu Sheng's words, An Xi said, "We'll find a way when we get there."
"No matter how the world changes, we'll still be facing the same things."
"At worst, the environment will get harsher and the Anomalies will get stronger."
"Unless it just wipes us out directly."
As she spoke, Captain Hui nodded from the passenger seat. "The real Apocalypse begins today, but we can't decide what happens. All we can do is strengthen ourselves as much as possible to deal with it."
"Let's pick up the pace. There's land three hundred kilometers ahead. The heavy rain will become moderate rain, then a drizzle, and finally stop."
At that, he paused and looked at Chu Sheng and An Xi on his lap, sighing. "Without the Netherworld Ship, we wouldn't have gotten out of this place so easily."
Chu Sheng smiled at that. Rather than respond, he asked, "So do you know what's up ahead?"
"There's a volcano a little over four hundred kilometers directly ahead of us," Captain Hui said. "It's a volcanic region."
"I didn't calculate it in detail, only got a rough idea. But I can say for certain that there's a whole cluster of active volcanoes ahead, the kind that could erupt