"I can't understand them. What are they saying?" An Yiwen watched the imposing steel warship approach, unable to understand the calls from aboard it.
The linguist was equally bewildered. He had never studied this language.
It had been a long time since Mo Caihuan had heard her native tongue, too. "They're asking who we are," she said.
Delighted, An Yiwen said, "Since you understand them, Senior, please answer for us."
"All right." Mo Caihuan agreed, then called back, "We're adventurers from the Chaotic Star Sea. We crossed the ocean in a submarine to reach this place. We mean no harm."
Once the soldiers aboard the warship heard that they had crossed the ocean, they immediately welcomed them warmly. This was big news. The people of the Heavenly South had always known that theirs was only one corner of the world and had long wanted to venture beyond it, but the surrounding environment was far too harsh.
A vast desert lay on one side, seas on two others, and an immense grassland on the last. Every direction presented a thousand hardships and ten thousand obstacles. People had tried to open sea routes before, but every attempt had ended in failure.
Now someone had crossed the ocean to reach the Heavenly South. It was nothing short of a miracle.
"Please follow us. We'll take you to the harbor."
"No problem."
The warship led the way, with the submarine following behind toward the harbor.
Before they reached the harbor, they saw a magnificent statue a hundred meters tall. It depicted a woman in a long dress, her right hand raising a flag high while her left held a sword out level. Her expression was solemn, as though she were showing the people of the Heavenly South the way forward.
The visitors from the