Lin Lan left the dreamscape of the Night Owl Hunter, stretching lazily in front of the window.
Through word of mouth from navigators, the Ark Kingdom had become a legend on the sea. Every time a navigator arrived at the capital city of Ark Island, people were always awestruck by the scenery of Seagull City.
It seemed that Ark Kingdom never had overcast days, the magnificent halo around the sun had become a constant feature.
Every now and then, a spectacular waterfall of sunlight would pour down from the halo, the radiance embracing the steel factories built by mortals, creating a shower of sparkling light that gilded the high-rise buildings across the city with a brilliant golden hue.
If one were to shift their gaze to the boundless sea, they could see a small patch of eternal night in the sky, where a strange celestial body with colorful rings hid within the depths of the night, faintly discernible.
