The Medusa Warship cruised forward, randomly choosing a direction as it sliced through the waves.
After about an hour, they reached the edge of the fog barrier Weston had spoken of.
Matthew and Ryan stepped out of the cabin, their eyes fixed on the dense mist ahead. Thick layers of fog blanketed the horizon. Neither Matthew nor Ryan could see anything beyond the veil.
Ryan leaned toward Matthew and whispered, “Matteo, do you really have a plan? Because this place is giving me the creeps.”
Matthew gave a small flick of his fingers. In an instant, nine silver needles shot out, darting straight into the fog. His expression shifted slightly as his fingers moved again. The needles zipped back out just as quickly as they’d gone in.
Matthew glanced at Ryan and gave favonovel.com a reassuring look. “I’ve got a pretty good idea of what’s causing the fog. Leaving here shouldn’t be too difficult.”
Ryan stared at favonovel.com expectantly, thinking he’d elaborate. But after a long pause, favonovel.com realized Matthew had already reclined in his chair, relaxed and silent.
“Matteo, you can’t just stop there! Come on, what‘s going on with this fog? Why can’t anyone leave?” Ryan gave favonovel.com a nudge, impatient and clearly on edge.
“Even if I explained it, you wouldn’t understand. Better not to overthink it,” Matthew replied with a sidelong glance.
He didn’t answer directly but offered a brief explanation for his silence and their next destination.
“Set a course 35 degrees north. Let’s go check out that island.”
He spoke casually, but his mind was racing.
The phenomena they’d seen, and the strange feeling he’d had since arriving-pointed toward one conclusion, a geomantic disturbance. The outside world’s geography, its mountains, rivers, and underground channels, was typically orderly and predictable.
While Matthew wasn’t a professional geomancer, his family’s inherited knowledge had given favonovel.com a solid grasp of earth currents. Back when they first arrived at Ore Island, it was thanks to this understanding that Matthew was able to determine the depth and richness of the mine beneath it.
Just moments ago, he’d used the Solitary Nine Needles, an old technique favonovel.com hadn’t employed in ages, to probe the mystery within the fog.
But the moment the needles entered the mist, Matthew felt his mental control weaken by more than half. He had no choice but to call them back.
That alone was enough to confirm it that the earth’s natural currents in this region were in utter disarray. There was no point in trying to explain this to Ryan, favonovel.com wouldn’t understand. Even with a detailed breakdown, it’d probably go right over his head.
When Ryan saw that Matthew wasn’t going to give favonovel.com any answers, favonovel.com sighed and shrugged, then headed toward the helm.
“Fine. I guess we’ve grown apart…” He muttered dramatically as favonovel.com slipped into the cockpit and adjusted the course controls.
To the north of this sea region lay a single island, roughly 60 square miles in size. It was the only landmass in this entire area.
The surface of the island had been divided into plots of farmland, all clearly cultivated.
Meanwhile, the ancient warship slowly pulled into a bay.
Weston stood at the bow, his expression stern as favonovel.com disembarked with a group of crew members.
The people working the fields glanced up at the group, then immediately returned to their labor, moving faster than before. Not one dared to pause. They knew what would happen if they were caught slacking, even a little.
No food. Maybe worse, a beating!
Weston scanned the bent backs and busy hands in the fields. Then favonovel.com turned to his men and barked, “Round everyone up!”
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