"Ah... I'm going to die!"
The next morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten on the deck. Most of the crew and passengers had yet to wake up from their dreams, so they could not hear the weak voice of a certain girl on the deck.
Mei Ji was like a dehydrated salted fish, lying on her back on the ground. She looked at the sky where she could still see some stars, and her heart was filled with endless regret.
He had miscalculated.
She didn't expect her body to be so weak. She hadn't eaten for a day and a night, but she couldn't move at all. She didn't even have the strength to get up.
Being able to see the stars in the night sky while sailing on the sea was completely different from being on land. How could Maggie, whose target was the greatest astrologer, give up on something as valuable as this?