'This is an information orb?!'
Countless tiny characters were floating inside. 'Those have to be characters, right? At any rate, Faye Yardley couldn't recognize a single one.'
They didn't belong to any language she knew.
'How am I supposed to read the information in this orb?'
Asking the system yielded no response.
'Forget it. If I can't figure it out, I'll just store it away for now. Same goes for the key.'
Her backpack now had 50 slots, which made storing things increasingly convenient.
The wind and waves on the sea surface looked much rougher, but the raft remained as steady as ever. Seeing people on the public channel complain that their rafts were unstable, drifting aimlessly, and might even be capsized by a big wave, Faye Yardley figured her raft's increased level must have given it stronger resistance to the waves.
