Yang Yi controlled the Penitent Armor and landed on the island again.
This time was different. He had put the complete gauntlet on his right hand, taking his control over the armor to another level and even giving him a sense of touch.
As long as he concentrated, it was almost no different from going onto the island in person.
After landing, the armor headed straight toward the center of the island.
The farther inland it went, the looser the salt underfoot became. By the time it was over a hundred meters from shore, the salt beneath its feet had become completely sandlike and extremely loose.
The armor suffered no attacks along the way.
Conversely, it made no unexpected discoveries either.
There seemed to be nothing on this island except salt.
Even the things that looked like bushes were actually salt. They crumbled at a touch, scattering salt grains over the ground.
"What am I supposed to do with this?"
Yang Yi was somewhat at a loss.
The armor had already reached the center of the island. It swung Fake Broken Iron, smashing the surrounding bushes and exposing the white desert underfoot.
He tried digging down.
Perhaps something lay hidden underneath.
But after digging nearly half a meter down, he found nothing but salt.
Moreover, because the salt grains flowed like quicksand, he could not dig any farther.
Once he dug to a certain depth, the surrounding salt slid down to fill the hole.
Yang Yi gave up digging, made the armor climb out, and continued wandering around the island.
Three hours later.
Yang Yi controlled the armor, boarded the raft, and returned to the Nightmare Star's deck.
To prevent the raft from drifting away, a rope was also tied to it, which could be attached to the ladder