At midnight, right behind the plane in which Prof. Zak brought Napolly to the sea, Mr. Lambart's plane followed closely behind.
Napolly was put to sleep on a soft white cloud. The cloud moved gently, drifting away in the wind.
Beyond their well thought out plan, Napolly crashed into a fishing boat that ran out of fuel, just before reaching the green island.
Over the ocean,
The Rendeman ship swayed in the wind without direction and aim. Black clouds in the dark sky moved over the ship.
Suddenly Renderman heard a loud crash, lightning struck the mast followed by the sound of something falling on to the deck of the ship.
PRAKK!! BRAKK!!
The pole was broken. Even though the sail was a replacement for a ship's engine that ran out of fuel, it was still important to keep the boat steady in the moving waters.
Renderman ran toward the source of sound. The fire burned the mast and sails of the ship. Renderman frantically put out the fire.
WHAT IS THAT?!
A human body?!
Renderman rubbed his eyes hard.
Did I see wrong?
Correct. He did saw someone's body laying on the deck of the ship.
"Who is he? Why is he here?" Renderman was confused. He looked up at the sky. Nothing but darkness could be visible from his ship. But then he was greeted by the shadow above the sky. A plane silently flew high and then crashed into the sea. Renderman ran towards the edge of the ship. However, There's nothing in the sea.
Renderman stared in disbelief at the sea.
"Did I see wrong? Impossible. The young man is the proof."
"Could this young man be one of the crew of that plane?"
Renderman ran again toward the strange young man who was lying down.
"Where did this young man come from? His body was very cold, his face was pale. He looks sick!"
Renderman ran to get a blanket. The blanket was the only thing he had.
This young man needed it more. Renderman flipped that cold body onto his back.
"OH, MY GOD!!" Renderman was shocked. The young man's face was very beautiful, he looked just like a woman. The youth's body was very light and thin.
Is he starving?!
Renderman rubbed some honey on to the youth's lips. Honey ointment could increase energy.
Renderman took the ID reader and placed the young man's right hand in it.
The identity machine read: Nov Lam, a resident of Lembah Hijau. 18 years. No Record.
This young man was clean without any legal record.
He then took the ID scanning engine.
Renderman stuck the young man's left hand into the ID machine, another voice was heard;
'YP03. Engineer!
Name: Nov Lam.
Gender: Men
Status: Orphaned since 3 years.
Renderman took a deep breath. More and more war orphans. Just like him, living all alone. This ship was his home.
Luckily he had an ID machine. This valuable object was obtained from the wreckage of a Zohran army plane that was damaged by Glamstar guerrilla fire.
Glamstar royal army together with loyal followers of the princes and princesses of Glamstar kingdom hiding in an underwater cave shrouded in air from a steam mountain was a safe place for them. Until now, Zohran's troops failed to find them.
Rendeman did not disturb the two countries. He himself came from the land of Zepta, a poor country with a powerless king.
This young man named Nov Lam came from a green valley, a war frontier, a prosperous poor area, many women from that area were kidnapped and sold as slaves to satisfy the passions of the Zohran army, if there was someone who was beautiful, she would be Zohran's official concubine.
Luckily Nov Lam was not a girl, otherwise he would be kidnapped even before she reached 10 years old. This young man was too fragile to be in the army. He can only be used as a cleaning servent who couldn't work, from his physical appearance it could all be seen clearly, especially since his hands were too soft as a man. He's just like a sissy.
Render man's thoughts took a horrifying turn. Could he really be a sissy!
Nov Lam's thin body laid on the floor.
It's been one day and one night, the young man didn't look like he was fainted but was just sleeping!
HAH! I'm tricked!
Renderman splashed sea water on Nov Lam's face.
However, that couldn't wake him up either.
Renderman took a bucket of water. SRAM! Nov Lam's body was now all wet!
SWEENGHS
The young man jumped high as if flying, standing lightly on the edge of the ship.
Render was shocked. This youth possessed high level martial arts.
Did he just got him fooled by the analysis.
Nov Lam was not a weak person. Not many people possessed such skills.
Renderman hid his surprise. After all he was the captain of this ship.
No matter how great Nov Lam was, he was just a stowaway on his ship. The young man needed a place to live.
Napolly lost her memories.
"Who are you? Where am I?!" Napolly was confused.
She didn't even remember who she was. Or where did she come from, and why she was there.
Napolly sat on the floor crying. Her habit couldn't go away just simply, she's still a crybaby.
Renderman was even more confused and surprised. This stowaway passenger was a strange human.
Above the white clouds, Mr. Lambart, her father was following the ship of Renderman.
His daughter Napolly, was a whiny genius girl.
Mr. Lambart became sad.
Secretly, without the knowledge of his wife, the man put the earth's gold money for Napolly.
Later that could be a problem for Napolly.
Two days passed, Mr. Lambart could no longer keep an eye on Napolly without being noticed.
The plane's protective cloud was thinning. The aircraft would be visible to the naked eye of it was gone completely.
He had to leave immediately, and he just did that, looking for the nearest island. Goat Island.
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