2:35 in the afternoon, the sky over Sea Rock Island was completely covered by dark clouds. The storm was raging, the seas around the island were turbulent, and the air was filled with a strange, fishy scent, as if no longer in the world of the living.
In the low sky, a hovering black train broke through the fierce wind, and with a dull sound, it landed with a roar on the external tracks of the old military base on the Island, sparks flying and dust rising high.
"That was close."
Chen Sixuan, looking at the fluctuations on the driving radar, said with lingering fear, "Something in the sea definitely had its eyes on us just now. Fortunately... we cleared the mark in time."
"This place no longer has the restriction of day and night. Those things can appear at will," Lin Xian said. "And they're too densely packed. One wrong move, and it won't be just a simple hunt by the Monster Tide."
