Although it was already winter in Wanghai, the modern world Coro Island was still beautiful and lovely.
With the Sun just above the horizon, the sea breeze gently swayed the palm tree leaves and danced with the people swimming in the ocean tide. With the breeze, bursts of playfulness and laughter drifted in the distance. Although he couldn't understand the language, Jiang Chen always felt at peace upon hearing this sound.
They applied for the runway at Los Santos International Airport. Tomorrow, he would fly to the UA.
This morning, he returned from the apocalypse and spent the whole day at home, making final preparations for the trip. After dinner, he thought he should change his mood, so he decided to put on some sportswear and headed outside.
