At the outpost on the Gobi Beach, inside a hastily erected building, Charles looked at the room packed full of sandfolk.
The atmosphere in the room was strange. Upon hearing Charles's words, everyone except for Lilith and the few others who knew the truth looked confused; they had no idea what he was talking about. The people of the Abyss-Sea had no concept of archaeology and paid little attention to the scattered ruins on the islands. Even if someone occasionally bothered to record anything, the Foundation would be sure to erase it.
"To put it simply, the Foundation is an organization—one that once aimed to save all of humanity..." Charles explained briefly, telling them about the Foundation's origins.
"Honorable Governor Charles, what do you need from us? It's already extremely difficult for the islands to provide you with the resources you need. My people are now barely surviving on kelp and sea fish just to send you supplies."
