Two hundred ninety-two. Safe Lennon Islands?

Thump thump thump thump thump—

The towering hatted rooftops of Himfast's characteristic buildings blocked the storm, while the sound of horse hooves was faintly audible amidst the pounding rain.

In the Champs Elysees District, the white buildings were dim and lifeless under the torrential downpour.

The carriage stopped in front of a restaurant that was still open for business. Lu Li handed Jojo the rain cloak, along with 300 shillings, "Go buy tonight's and tomorrow morning's meals, and some food that's easy to carry with you."

There was no need for detailed instructions; Jojo knew what to do.

"I brought money, all my fortune," Jojo said, taking the rain cloak and ignoring the shillings, she patted her pocket and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Meat."

"Understood."

Jojo put on the rain cloak, pushed open the carriage door, and the chill, damp air hit her face. She rubbed her arms, jumped down from the carriage, and splashed water everywhere.