Chapter 239 Aircraft Carrier Is Not a Dream

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The weather was clear, the sea surface sprinkled with sunlight, one man standing on a raft, gazing towards the endless waves.

A few long poles stood on the raft, laden with ropes and supporting a large sail; the sea breeze whistled, and with its urging, the sail provided tremendous power, propelling the raft steadily forward.

However, the very front pole was slightly different, with slices of fish hanging and swaying in the wind, resembling the cured meats on a balcony during the New Year, adorned with the joy of a bountiful harvest.

Today marked the eleventh day of drifting at sea and also the first day that Bi Fang officially left the island.

Two days earlier, after completing the raft, Bi Fang did not leave immediately. Instead, he lingered near the small island, fishing with a line, and expanded his food reserves to over five days before setting off.