Chapter 389: Embarking on the Black Oak

Clinging to the rope ladder, Lawrence slowly climbed aboard the Black Oak, its hull dark and somber as if smoked by something, and made his way onto the deck.

As soon as he landed, he bent over, bracing himself on his knees, gasping for several breaths before he managed to even them out—this involuntary reaction made him chuckle and shake his head in self-mockery.

He really was getting old, needing to rest after climbing a short distance along the rope ladder. In the past...

Another set of footsteps landed behind him. Lawrence dismissed the irrelevant thoughts and turned to see Exceptional Being 077 also having followed him aboard—this menacing mummy stood cautiously at the edge of the gunwale, appearing rather docile.