The scent of the ocean brought by the waves lingered in the air.
In the distance, white seagulls floated in the sky, as if in a paradise beyond the mundane world.
At this moment, an ocean freighter was slowly passing by more than twenty kilometers away, with the words "Hu's Transportation Group" written on its hull, but the people on the ship seemed completely unaware of the island.
Qing Chen stood at the entrance of the Key of Gate, silently observing the place. He glanced at the position of the sun and quietly calculated the time zone and distance.
The child he had just told off also walked out from the door but didn't dare to say anything to Qing Chen, heading straight towards the dormitory area.
Qing Chen looked up at the sun, then visually estimated the angle of the shadow on the ground.
It seemed the location of Whale Island in the Pacific was different from what Jiang Xue described.
Therefore, this Whale Island certainly kept moving.
