Half an hour later,
Ye Luo and the other newcomers arrived at the outermost ring of the island, atop the towering dike.
To call it a dike was an understatement; beyond it stretched tidal flats, with the boundless ocean appearing only hundreds of meters away.
The dike resembled a grey giant serpent, lying atop the earth, impassively observing the coming and going of the tides.
Why would the newcomer welcome ceremony take place here?
What did it mean to personally experience the reality of the world?
The newcomers were perplexed.
Ye Luo felt a sense of unease creeping in. He shifted his feet and whispered, "Senior Nan, what exactly is the welcome ceremony going to be like?"
"You'll find out soon enough. It's definitely going to be memorable, hehehe."
Damn!
This only made people even more anxious.
Ye Luo looked around. In the Baiyun State newcomer square formation where he stood, there were 41 newcomers and 5 leaders, including Nan Chaolu.
