A few more days passed.
The Lost Ones Fleet had fully integrated into the players' ranks and become an important part of them.
Green Island had reached the Warm Winter Sea two days earlier and planned to rest and regroup for a month before setting out for the Sea of Miracles, since the two seas were relatively close.
Steam Island and Corpse Island were heading toward the Sea of Miracles. They would rendezvous with Green Island and Moon Island on its outskirts, then plan the assault on Miracle Island.
Before that, however, they still had to find a way to take Garbage Island.
This was the plan they had arranged over several meetings during this period. The schedule was extremely tight, and Yang Yi was not particularly enthusiastic. He had joined in somewhat reluctantly.
He was still puzzling over the Lost Ones Fleet's true identity.
Su Na already had a guess about that. She suspected they were new players the system had inserted into the game to accelerate the occupation of Player Island. After all, this seemed to be the closest the system had ever come to victory, and it was already growing impatient.
Moreover, a Seaquake could happen at any moment.
There might even be more than one batch of "reinforcements" like these, because to the system, players were expendable, even renewable tools.
Two o'clock in the afternoon arrived.
This was also the time the Lost Ones Fleet had set for opening Moon Island to visitors.
However, since the island's risks had not yet been fully eliminated, only 1,000 slots were available for the first visit. Naturally, everyone on Yang Yi's side had received permission, and they had all made their preparations.
Even Cui Xiya wore a faceless smiling mask she had drawn herself, only a little larger than