Xu Zimei arrived at the room at the very front.
Inside it was pitch-dark, but he noticed the room was arranged very neatly and clean.
It just seemed that the owner of the room was not home.
Xu Zimei didn't think too much of it and, passing through the long corridor, found himself in front of many docked vessels.
They varied in size.
On the very front board of the dock, an old man sat fishing.
The old man leisurely sat on the board, holding a fishing rod, his body motionless.
Standing there, Xu Zimei could finally see the vast ocean in the distance.
The boundless sea was calm and serene, yet behind this tranquility lay a terrible dread that shocked the heart.
Humans harbored fear for the unknown depths of the ocean.
Xu Zimei looked at the marks on the Taiyang Zuzhao map; the Taiyang Zuzhao was hidden within an iceberg.
But Xu Zimei couldn't predict the exact location of the iceberg, as the changes were too great.
He looked at the old angler, preparing to go up and ask him.
