The boat to pick him up from Ihui Island and take him home would arrive tomorrow, so Beichuan Si had to spend one more night on Ihui Island.
He was sitting in his room now, planning to sort through his gains a bit.
But before he could open the system page, the monotonous and clear ring of the satellite phone already rang out.
Hmm?
Beichuan Si paused, then picked up the satellite phone.
Before he could speak, the person on the other end had already started speaking noisily:
"Hello, hello, hello?! Is this Mr. Temple?"
The caller was Shen Gu Mirai.
"It's me."
Beichuan Si freed one hand to organize his luggage, while pressing the phone with the other: "What's the matter?"
Hearing Beichuan Si's voice, Shen Gu Mirai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
She leaned against the glass door of the balcony at the seaside hotel, gazing at the boundless ocean while continuing:
"Are you alright, Mr. Temple?"
"Yes."
