Time passed, and the Narwhal sailed steadily toward the exploration boundary as planned.
During this time, they encountered a returning Exploration Ship. After a brief exchange of information, the two vessels went their separate ways.
The other crew told them they had just returned from the boundary with firsthand data.
Seeing two surviving Exploration Ships in a row, for some reason, Charles felt a sliver of relief.
Indeed, with the help of a map, the Explorers finally didn't have to gamble with their lives. Otherwise, with so many routes, who knows how many people would have died. Explorers might not fear death, but no one actually wants to die.
On deck, a cigarette dangling from his lips, Nico spoke to Charles. "Only two days until we reach the Foundation's exploration boundary, right? Half a month has passed just like that. Time really flies."
