Under the convoy men's direction, every vehicle in the Survival Convoy drove onto the largest Main Ship, one after another.
People were already waiting on deck, securing each vehicle firmly to the ship with iron chains as thick as a thumb.
Yang Yong watched in confusion. "Why do they need to chain them down so tightly?"
Cao Xianming spoke with the man for a while, his expression shifting. Only after taking a long time to digest what he had heard did he turn to the others, his voice tinged with disbelief.
"He said... tomorrow, this ship will sail straight up that enormous column of water into the clouds."
Buzz-!
Yang Yong's mind exploded. He was completely stunned.
Sail up the water column into the sky?
How was that possible!
That was a terrifying torrent capable of overturning gigantic monsters, a force of nature that could tear anything apart!
Wouldn't the ship be shredded instantly if it sailed into it?
Without pausing, Cao Xianming continued relaying the message. "They also said all of us must stay inside the cabins. We absolutely must not come out."
"They've ridden the water column into the sky many times. Accidents are rare."
Everyone was forcibly ushered inside.
The ship's interior had a cold, mechanical feel. Steel structures crisscrossed throughout, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
At the very center of the cabin hall sat an enormous transparent glass sphere.
Inside the sphere, a giant, snow-white jellyfish lay dormant.
It floated quietly, its tentacles drifting gently.
Its body was densely covered in yellow talismans and countless eerie runes that Yang Yong could not understand at all.
A faint, cold aura spread from within the glass sphere.
Yang Yong moved closer, looked at Mang Dabiao and Hu Xian'er, and lowered his voice. "What are these