An hour later.
Wu Xiaode had already flown beyond the coastline, soaring over the vast sea with flapping wings.
According to the navigation, he should be nearing his destination.
He looked around and, sure enough, saw an island rugged with jagged rocks.
Is this the place?
Ya took out his phone to check again.
Yes, this is it.
He descended, transforming back into a human, and looked all around.
The whole island was only as big as a football field, and aside from the scattered rocks, there seemed to be nothing else.
Strange.
This is the place, right!
The Book of the Dead automatically opened, revealing a map.
It was indeed this island.
On the back side of the island, there was a prominent red mark, with text written alongside it:
"The red mark indicates the last safe house underground, and its entry code is:"
"734876X34235SG12P"
"Locker code: D76892V19652537"
"Safe house coordinates: 32°20′N, 64°45′W;"
"Underground: 135.12 meters."
