Charles let out a small sigh. Given the current situation, it seemed there was no chance of establishing contact with the Foundation.
"Captain, should we still fly up?" Audric asked cautiously.
Charles shook his head slightly as he picked up the journal from the ground. "Once all the rats have returned, we'll leave this place and wait for the main force to arrive before making our next move."
Hearing Charles's words, the crew collectively breathed a sigh of relief. They had been exploring for so long and were truly at their limits; after all, no one is made of iron.
The return of the last rat confirmed their suspicion: there were no monsters on this island. The only creature they had encountered had been brought by the Foundation's own ship.
"Let's go. We'll retreat for now," Charles said, bending down to pick up the journal.
However, as he turned to the latest page, his pupils shrank to pinpoints. Another entry had appeared, this one also written in Chinese.
