The B·W was enormous, with a deep draft, and could only anchor over five hundred ters from the coast.
Being newcors and with the imagined continent undeveloped, the B·W needed to carefully choose a landing site.
Where to first break ground was decided before departure, but plans couldn't always keep up with changes.
After so many years, the known map information was bound to have so changes.
For instance, shifts in sand and soil, plant growth, and environntal alterations caused by biological groups.
Considering these factors, the captain in charge of navigation had to carefully select the disembarkation point.
First, Kakin would establish a port at the initial landing site. This was the first step in developing the nation. Then they would advance inland, find suitable land, and build the first city there.
As for machinery and tools needed for construction, like excavators, thanks to the B·W's imnse size, everything was available. Not to ntion the vast manpower aboard.
Without exaggeration, with orderly mobilization, given the sheer number of human resources, building a city overnight wasn't impossible.
To choose a good disembarkation point, the B·W slowly sailed along the coastline upon arrival.
Law needed to pick up Ging but didn't know which direction the B·W would ultimately anchor.
In this situation, to quickly rendezvous with Ging, communication tools were needed. However, even the most advanced black tech phones from the Six Continents couldn't possibly have a signal here.
How to confirm the B·W's approximate anchorage location and how to pick up Ging…
For anyone, this was a massive challenge, but for Law with his God Hand, it wasn't a problem.
Before departure, Law had taken sothing from Ging's body and sealed it in his book.
Not just Ging… the sa was done with others in the team. They all gave a small, insignificant piece of [tissue] from their bodies, placed in Law's book.
This way, Law could always determine each team mber's location.
Relying on this ability, as Law moved from inland towards the coastline, he could continuously track Ging's movents, so rendezvousing with Ging wasn't difficult.
After five or six hours, the B·W finally selected a landing site… a place with no reefs and gentle currents, ideal for building a port.
When the ship's broadcast sounded, only thirteen perpetrators from the Heil-Ly Family remained.
They had harvested a large wave of experience at opportune tis and places. The mont the B·W anchored, they stopped simultaneously, as if by unspoken agreent, and blended into the ordinary passenger crowd.
The military forces assigned to the lower decks were ineffective. Under the pressure of two hundred thousand passengers, most of the military's strength was placed on the relatively important 1st and 2nd Floors.
Not to ntion this lopsided and unreasonable personnel distribution… take dical resources, for example. The number of passengers on the 1st and 2nd Floors was less than one-tenth of the total, yet these two decks accounted for four-fifths of the total dical resources.
This was the difference in treatnt between the upper and lower decks, irrespective of the population ratio.
Therefore, those maintaining order and responsible for security were actually the underworld syndicates.
They couldn't locate the perpetrators. In fact, the deaths of the ten perpetrators had nothing to do with them, so they didn't even know that among the victims were ten perpetrators' bodies.
As the ti to disembark approached, a nonchalant order ca from the 1st Floor.
Then, within ten minutes, a total of fifty perpetrators' bodies were first hung on the shore.
These bodies certainly weren't the Heil-Ly Family perpetrators but the explanation Kakin needed to give to the passengers.
"Look, these are the lawless individuals who wreaked havoc on the ship, attempting to destroy humanity's hope. Now, most of them have been brought to justice."
"However, the path of a great undertaking cannot avoid sacrifices. Along the road of progress, individuals like them will still appear."
Thus, the turmoil on the B·W was glossed over.
Because most of the deceased were lower-deck passengers, people who lived unsatisfactorily on the Six Continents and ca to the new continent seeking a new future.
This stance was like performing poorly on an old server in a ga, then the ga opens a new server. You choose to enter the new server, giving you the illusion of being on the sa starting line as everyone else.
After the B·W landed, their eyes were only on the coming new future. What did the ship's turmoil have to do with them? As long as it didn't affect their interests, it wasn't a big deal.
So, who would want to uncover the truth behind the incident?
No one.
Compared to that, everyone only thought about securing substantial rit during the nation's early developnt, then receiving their due rewards after the nation's formal establishnt.
Even the four major underworld syndicates of the Six Continents tried every ans to board the ship, just to secure a place in the new world.
It was foreseeable that as human cities were built on this continent, underworld influence would also perate them.
1st Floor, King's Room.
Nasubi sat on the bed, resting his cheek on one hand, watching the giant LCD screen in front. It showed ships heading towards the shore.
These ships were now transportation, and later, they would be important tools for fisheries.
Everything needed to build human society had been thoroughly considered by Kakin before departure.
Watching the live broadcast on the screen, Nasubi asked Nugui not far away, "Approximately how long will it take for everyone to disembark?"
Nugui, standing over a ter tall with a straight posture, upon hearing Nasubi's question, skillfully bent at the waist and reported, "About one and a half to two hours."
Nasubi nodded slightly, raised his hand, and gently stroked the Seed Urn passed down within the Kakin's royal family.
Nugui didn't look away. He was Nasubi's most trusted confidant and most loyal dog.
Simultaneously, the landing scene was broadcast on every screen within the ship's cabins.
Due to the limited number of boats and the vast number of passengers, the disembarkation order was based on ticket numbers.
Machi and the others' ticket numbers were in the middle range, behind over a hundred thousand people. They had to wait quite a while to disembark. Ging's ticket number was before thirty thousand, so he would disembark earlier.
The landing operation proceeded thodically. The Heil-Ly Family perpetrators seed to have vanished.
However, before reaching level one hundred, the perpetrators would not stop their slaughter of fellow humans.
They would wait for the opportune mont.
And that mont was the upcoming landing ceremony.
Onshore, Law's group stood atop a dormant volcano, watching the whale-shaped B·W anchored at sea in the distance, with people on the shore appearing as small as ants.
"I'll go pick up Ging. You all wait here."
Law gazed at the B·W passengers disembarking one after another, then took out a flesh mask from Kuro's space.
He would go alone to rendezvous with Ging, then bring Ging back here.
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