Chapter 130 Shell Country Meteorological Bureau
The night was as dark as ink, with the moon casting a feeble afterglow.
The wind was strong at night, and on a small island, the lighthouse shone like the sun, guiding ships on their distant voyages.
The small houseboat swayed uncertainly in the surging waves, like a helpless leaf, at any moment it could be swallowed by a giant wave.
"An hour, finally here."
Chen Qi moored the small houseboat, dropped the anchor, then firmly secured the vessel to the shore with a rope.
Stepping off onto the shore, Chen Qi shook off the water like a cat and surveyed his surroundings.
The island before him was very small, barely able to accommodate ten houses. Nearly a quarter of its area was occupied by a lighthouse and a temporarily constructed research tower.
Besides his small houseboat, there were many other small vessels moored at the edge of the island.
These belonged to weary fishermen and adventurers, the night had fallen, and the wind was strong.