377. Fun Streak Island (1/2)

The waters were calm, the sunlight dancing gently on the surface like a shower of gold.

A luxurious ship, the White Pearl, glided gracefully through the endless ocean, its white sails fluttering softly in the breeze.

Onboard, a rare moment of peace had settled over the crew. Laughter echoed from the deck where the old hands and newly recruited members were engrossed in a fishing competition.

Buckets of fish lined the edges, and loud cheers erupted every time someone hauled in a big catch. Even the more stoic crew members were smiling, the spirit of camaraderie infectious.

Meanwhile, inside the Control and Information Centre—referred to as CIC by the crew—Lily was hard at work, poring over the ship's route logs and navigation systems.

"Wow… I didn't expect this," she muttered to herself, her eyes scanning the data. She tapped a few keys and then turned toward Tyler, who was seated across the room.