On the sea, the morning sun leaped out of the water. A gentle breeze blew, and the large ship swayed.
Johnnie and Lina were woken up by Crysic.
"Johnnie, we're about to reach Pearl Island. The captain has helped us forge the entry records and passports. But the port over there is conducting a strict inspection of the merchant ships entering and leaving the country. They said there are dangerous smuggled goods, especially for the ships from the Western Alliance." Crysic guessed that the people from the Apocalypse Group were searching for them.
"Hmph, they're really slow to react." Johnnie scoffed. As long as they had the passports and entry records, they could take a plane and leave.
If they took a merchant ship, they would have to drift on the sea for at least another month, and he didn't want to waste time.
He opened his mouth and asked."How long will it take to reach Pearl Island?"
