Novel & Cerita Jaya Island One Piece

They were late for a few minutes but managed to get checked in and boarded the ferry. The Busan Hakata (Fukuoka) ferry route connects South Korea with Japan and was currently operated by two ferry companies. The Camellia Line and JR Kyushu Beetle Jet Ferry. He chose the former since it was more crowded although it took longer to arrive. Natasha slept most of the time, exhausted while Hoon kept his guard up. Upon arriving, they took the train to Mokpo then rode a ferry to the island of Anjwa where they settled in a small house. As the day passed on, followed by months, soon years. Winter had rolled by, the hibiscus is no longer in bloom. The red slowly faded, petals falling off each day.

The cluster of islands gradually appeared in front of everyone. When they looked at the islands, they noticed that there were eight little islands that had one enormous island surrounded. There were many ancient buildings already constructed on the island. Overall, it gave people an indescribable feeling. Jim approached Tyr. When he stared at the islands in front of him, his expression became grim. “What’s the big deal about it?” Tyr asked. Jim didn’t respond right away, but he had someone bring him a small aerial drone and control it to fly toward Komodo Island. He snapped a picture of Komodo Island’s landscape with the drone around five minutes later.

Gladyce fixed her eyes on the computer and said, "Soon... wait a minute." Hearing that, Simon had no choice but to wait. As time went by, Gladyce suddenly raised her hand and typed on the keyboard. "It's done! It's settled!" "Yes." Simon nodded, walked to her side, and sat down. Looking at the complicated screen, there was a red mark on it. "Here?" "Yes." Gladyce nodded. "I've already checked... This is Yueguo Island." "Moon Country Island?" Simon frowned. "Isn't that... an old factory in the Middle East?"

It was her first time drifting on the sea, so she could only trust Jasper's words. After sailing for more than half an hour, Stella finally saw an island in the distance. She said excitedly, "Jasper, look, there is an island. It doesn't look small." "Have you ever heard of the disappearing kingdom?" Jasper asked. Stella was puzzled. What would he say that at this moment?

The fierce sea wind battered the outrigger canoe, spraying saltwater across Dewangga’s face. In the darkness of the open ocean, only the sound of the oars cutting through the waves and Davian’s strained breathing could be heard. The island of Java was now nothing more than a thin black line, slowly swallowed by the horizon. “You’re wasting too much energy, Dewangga. You’re no real fisherman,” Davian muttered from the bottom of the boat, trying to brace his stiff back against the wooden hull.

His touch was like ice against my burning skin, a welcome relief. "You’re pushing too hard," he whispered, his eyes full of a fierce, protective love. "We’re halfway across," I gasped, looking at the horizon. Through the thinning mist, I could see them—the golden spires of the Jade Isles. They weren't built on land; they were floating islands of white jade, held aloft by massive, glowing Sol-Cores. "They know we're here," Jace said, landing beside us. He pointed toward the islands. A swarm of tiny, glowing dots was rising from the Jade capital. "Those aren't birds. Those are Sol-Flies—single-pilot interceptors. Thousands of them."

She slid into his arms and he leaned over her, his face inches away from hers. "Yeah?" "Shut up and kiss me." He did. The staff lined the pier to wave goodbye as Mark, Myra, Maddy, their friends, and Jasmine and her colleagues left the Island. Captain Wales and his crew took them smoothly over the water towards Guadeloupe, and when they arrived a small fleet of vehicles waited to take them to the Airport.

The ship was moving again. Raya played her role as the helmsman perfectly. Behind her, sitting in the lobby were Kohl and Lucien who were discussing about their next island. They planned to visit a place called Jimson island. Somewhere in the middle of an ocean. "Do you think it even exists?" Lucien asked Kohl.

*TESSA* “Really? Where did he go on a business trip?" I reached out and put a mouthful of food in the bowl. "It's... some island?" Jayden rolled his eyes and thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of it. "Puji Island, right?" A business trip? He was just lying to a child. I blamed him in my heart. "That's right. It's the Puji Island!" Jayden nodded with all his might.

Hana first grabbed a glass of water and took a few sips before she sat down a meter away from Ley. "As far as I know, we’re back Earth. This place is within an island somewhere in the Pacific Ocean. I believe we're in Indonesia, or the Philippines. The reason I can't say for sure is that the islanders speak a foreign language." The girl nursed her glass, then looked at the rippling surface of the water in it. Leyte already heard this part earlier. The same went for the old man. The former asked, “Does it mean communicating with the locals would prove to be a challenge?”