Peach Spring, in the New World.
A burly blind man walked down the street with a cane.
"This really is a place to long for. The people living here are all so happy."
This man was none other than Issho, who had come to Peach Spring.
He had already been living here for over twenty days.
During that time, Lott had specifically set aside a small courtyard for him in Shandora.
Issho was like a tourist visiting Peach Spring, heading in a different direction and encountering different things every day. He had explored almost all of Long'an.
In fact, from the moment he first set foot in Peach Spring, he had felt that this country was completely different from the others.
Whether in terms of basic living standards or the people's satisfaction with their lives, it far surpassed the countries he had seen before.
Here, it seemed as though absolutely everything served the lives of ordinary people.
This was truly a nation that put its people first.
He had actually held high expectations before coming to Peach Spring, but he had never imagined that, once he arrived, it would be far better than he had envisioned.
Lott had only been at sea for a little over a year, and Peach Spring had been established for less than six months, yet he had already accomplished this much.
In the turbulent New World, Peach Spring was like a breath of fresh air, as though it existed in another dimension.
During his stay here, Issho felt as though his entire being was on the verge of being purified.
A luxurious pirate ship slowly came to a stop at the harbor. Its hull was forged from hard steel and measured about fifty meters long.
It had three masts, each flying a flag.
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