The next day, at first light.
Yang Yi steered the Nightmare Star closer and stopped south of the island.
It was a spindle-shaped island, bulging in the middle, with a maximum width of about two kilometers.
A damaged, enormous ship, with only half of it remaining, sat in the center of the island. It seemed to have been there for a long time, with considerable vegetation covering its hull.
If the ship had been intact, it might have been over a hundred meters long-a truly massive vessel.
Yang Yi was in no hurry to go ashore. Instead, he checked the Crystal Ball again to make sure there were no other players' ships nearby.
Only then did he take the next step, raising his gun overhead and firing into the sky.
Bang!
The gunshot rang out loud and clear.
If things went well, he could use the gunshot to draw over the strange person on the island.
He had seen that person wandering along the southern shore last night.
Two minutes later, there was movement on the island, and two strange people with hair growing on their faces ran out.
One was the man in the plaid shirt from last night. The other was a woman, also with hair growing on her face, long arms, and shiny black fingertips.
They ran over on all fours, using both hands and feet, then stopped at the shore and raised their gray-furred faces to look at the Nightmare Star.
Naturally, Yang Yi would not let them come all that way for nothing.
He maneuvered the Nightmare Star into position, aimed its thick, black, rusted cannon barrels at them, and fired two fist-sized cannonballs.
Boom!
The Waterlogged Cannons fired with a muffled sound, like water balloons bursting.
From less than a hundred meters away, both