It was so cold that one couldn't spread their fingers.
The Ocean Descendant's search for pieces of the Innovation was too slow, Lila had already pointed out the location to them, but after all, they were animals, and no matter how Farosa scolded them, their response was always clueless. These Ocean Descendants were too young, neither mature nor smart.
It dragged on until 7 p.m., and the sky had completely darkened, leaving no trace of even the weakest sunlight, the world imprisoned in darkness.
They were still drifting on the sea surface, sitting on a large piece of building debris waiting in agony, with Xu Yang spending most of his time looking up at the sky. About 4 to 5 kilometers away, a number of drones were visible, forming a search net to control the ruins of the Godbinding Plan. At this distance, they looked like fireflies.
