Qiu Gongrong's thoughts were in turmoil, his expression complex.
Didn't expect all this, felt like time was of the essence.
He's made it this far, yet he still doesn't have a place to call home.
Then he looked at that kid Liang Yuan, about the same age as his daughter, and he already has his own territory.
"One step too late, every step too late. Should have left Lishui Garden earlier and found a mountain to settle on."
Qiu Gongrong sighed inwardly, looking at the vast water, feeling deeply melancholic.
...
Three small cargo ships were sailing on the water.
Every ship was packed with people.
Many were discussing where they were heading next, and some frequently glanced towards the ship in the middle.
On that ship, all the captains were gathered on the deck.
At this moment, all the captains were silent, each burdened with heavy thoughts.
Clearly, they had no confidence about leaving the Floating Island.
They knew all too well the state of the Flood World outside.
