By the coast of Fuyuan City, the sky had already darkened.
Luo Fan stood with the Weird Bride and Minako, looking out over the moonlit sea. Stars glittered, the moon shone brightly, and waves surged.
"The sea looks pretty nice at night." As they waited for the Hope Convoy to arrive, Luo Fan gazed at the view before him and spoke.
"Yes, it really is beautiful." Beside him, the Weird Bride nodded in agreement.
But as Minako listened to the couple, she felt as though several knives were plunging viciously into her heart, one after another.
For the survivors of Eastern Japan, the sea at night was practically synonymous with hell.
After all, in the years since the Apocalypse began, these survivors from Eastern Japan had all been fleeing for their lives at sea.
Yet Luo Fan and the Weird Bride were standing here admiring how beautiful the sea looked under the moonlight?
Those words were like killing someone and twisting the knife.
They did not wait long. Soon, a large boat approached along the coastline, with Zhao Chunfeng and the others aboard.
"Luo Fan, come aboard." Niu Dagang stood on the deck and waved to him.
With a few leaps, Luo Fan landed on the deck.
"The Alliance gathered more than a dozen people with artisan-type Sequences and had them rush to finish repairing this boat for us!" Zhao Chunfeng said.
"Not bad. Never mind our group-even twenty or thirty people wouldn't feel cramped."
Looking over the boat, which was about the size of a yacht, Luo Fan nodded, fairly satisfied.
The boat headed straight out to sea toward Eastern Japan Island.
Fuyuan City was quite close as a departure point for a sea voyage to Eastern Japan.
"Ah, I feel like we really shouldn't have come." After the