"Tianshui Island—that's the name of the Supply Island."
Charles stared at the rough layout of the island that Kevin had drawn in front of him.
Because he was a slave, once he landed on Tianshui Island, he was kept in a cage the whole time and hadn't learned much.
But even a little information is a huge improvement over being completely in the dark.
Now he knew that the island—only half the size of Coral Island—had been completely occupied by pirates, and the island itself was shaped a bit like a crab, with the pirates' pier right between the two claws.
It was called Tianshui Island because fresh water would fall from the sky above the island.
There were tons of pirates, and just on the way to the cage Kevin had seen thousands of them.
These weren't ordinary people, but specialized pirates who raided passing ships; basically, every one of them was a fighter.
There was no way Charles would believe there wasn't someone stronger than him among them.
