As dawn was just beginning, Krune got up and checked the condition of the baby, smiling when he noticed that it was healthy. He then jumped on the bone boat attached nearby, holding a toothbrush in his hand as he began to clean his teeth.

He didn't have anything like toothpaste. So, all he did was use the ocean water to clean his dental cavity while using the toothbrush to scrape off anything unpleasant. Thanks to the healing effect in the ocean water, he noticed that when he was done, his teeth were sparkling clean, and his gums weren't injured in any way.

He then looked up, noticing the sleeping figure of the Seamstress. She had placed her bed on the other side of the boat. It seemed that she had been significantly exhausted. So, the moment she closed her eyes, she fell asleep like a log. Then again, the stable movement and soft flooring, not to mention the bed and the blanket, allowed her to have a pleasant sleep.

Seeing that she had yet to wake up, Krune didn't bother her, using a bucket to scoop the ocean water and pour it into a certain container at the top. It acted as a water tank within their boat. After all, Krune had built a bathroom in the boat.

After all, he was now a mortal and had to take care of mortal things. He never had such things to worry about as a wisp back then, a being of pure energy. Krune carefully placed his fingers near his mouth and held the ends of his skin armor, pulling it as it stretched.

His head soon peeked out as Krune continued to slowly peel away the entire skin armor. It did take him considerable time, considering its elasticity wasn't to the extent he could easily pull it off like a piece of cloth.

Once he had pulled it out completely, he sighed, relaxing his muscles once. Even though the skin armor had become fully in tune with him, it was still an extra layer over his body. With that, he had to remove it while taking care of his bodily needs every day.

Krune habitually soaked it in the ocean water once and left it on the floor to dry as he headed into the bathroom, using the pod to empty his bowels first. He then took a shower, feeling refreshed as he exited.

He then wore a pair of leather knickers he had stitched, sitting on a seat as he allowed his body to dry. He only had leather to use, so he couldn't prepare a towel. That's why he had to sit until his body dried itself.

Moreover, the humid weather made it even worse. Sighing, Krune got up and lifted the boxing bag. It was something he made using three layers of Monster Gecko Skin, filling it with the bone tree's bone powder.

It had considerable weight to it, and when he practiced using it before, he felt that it was perfect for his current physique. The ends of the boxing bag were attached to the floors on either side. Once he fastened the hooks to it, Krune lightly punched on it, feeling the response as he could not help but exclaim, "Great! That's how I wanted!"

He then made a series of punches and jabs on it, moving his body around as much as possible to become an agile fighter. Having used shields all his life, Krune was an expert when it came to defending. Moreover, having multitasked by controlling 102 shields each time, he was able to divert his attention span on other things while boxing.

Krune looked at the baby, counting the number of times it breathed and the duration it took each time based on his counts. Using the Sonic Radar, Krune sensed the flow of fishes beneath his boat, their numbers, their depth with respect to his position, and so on.

He continued to do a flurry of attacks on the boxing bag, intending to improve his skill. After all, the previous night, no matter how they gave chase, they were unable to close in on the pirate ship. On top of that, they had looted the belongings of everyone in the vicinity.

After that, they just headed for their base. As the pirate cove was too much for them to handle, for the time being, they decided to retreat first. As for the people whose belongings were stolen from, they just drifted through the place, intending to head as far away from the range of operation of the bandits.

When Krune extended a helping hand, they simply looked at him in fear and paddled faster. Without their tablets, they no longer had any hopes of surviving in the place. Even if they obtained any Godly Points, they wouldn't be able to use them.

Surprisingly, most of them had indignant expressions, planning to scour for powerful fishes to hunt and obtain strong passive abilities and reclaim their tablets one day. Upon seeing their expressions, Krune didn't stop them. He was never a saint, so he didn't poke his nose into where it didn't belong.

As for the Seamstress, she just pointed them in the direction where some of the materials left behind by the bandits still remained. After that, they decided to call it a day since their Motor Fishes were getting exhausted.

Due to all their rowing, they had lost considerable weight. If it continued like that, they might even die. Krune fed them some meat and headed to sleep after taking care of the Seamstress's sleeping arrangements.

And now, while punching the boxing bag, Krune kept thinking about what Gajor had been plotting all along and why he had been snatching the tablets too. 'Considering the rate at which he is pillaging everything from these areas, I'm afraid he's scheming something grand.'

'One way or another, he might prove to be an obstacle to my growth here. If I can't leave this place because of him...' As he thought, Krune's eyes shone with a dangerous glint. He had been killing the Monster Geckos daily, and during the end of his stay in the Primary Landmass, he had been killing quite a few daily. That was quite a rare sight, though. Since he wasn't the killing type usually.

So, the moment he thought of anything remotely dangerous, the air around him was filled with a bloodthirsty tang.

Upon sensing the bloodthirsty scent, the Seamstress woke up in a hurry and flashed her coral sword, looking around to find Krune's figure standing before the boxing bag, deep in thought. Only now did she see his actual appearance, for a moment blushing a little upon seeing his sculpted abs.

She then coughed once and got up as she asked, "Did something happen?"

"I just couldn't remove the thought of Gajor stealing all the tablets. Those from the other batches might not know since they were mortals by the time they sensed the tablet on them. But, as we were there when they were created, we know what they're made from." The moment Krune voiced his opinion, the gaze of the Seamstress shuddered.

Tribulation Lightning!

In the Four Sectors' Border Region, there was a place where the Predominated Vines had broken through from the Ninth Stage Nascent God Realm into the Semi-God Realm. As they didn't possess a Spiritual Incarnation, the First Stage Semi-God Realm was their limit. But even then, those Predominated Vines could be considered immortal Predominated Vines.

And as all of them had broken through in the same place, tribulation lightning had struck the place so many times that the Tribulation Laws had fused into the soil of the place. With that, the mountainous demon beast, the representative of a God, had used the Tribulation Lightning Law rich soil to form their tablets.

Up to now, Krune was unsure of the reason they had used such a material to form their tablets. He knew there was a deeper reason for that. But due to his lacking comprehension, he was unable to determine them.

He wasn't sure if the tablets of the other batches of people were also made from the same material, but the fact that Gajor was accumulating them rubbed him off the wrong way. Just the quantity he had stolen overnight was already in the triple digits. After all, except for Krune and the Seamstress, he didn't seem to have left anyone else in the area.

As for Strinker and his group, Krune hadn't seen them after that. He wasn't sure if they had escaped or had their items stolen by the bandit group. He gazed at the Seamstress and asked once more, "In the end, this problem seems like a grander scheme. Are you sure you don't wish to stain your hands with their blood?"

"If the situation dictates…" She swung her coral sword, showing her stance on the matter as she responded, "I'm someone who believes that there is good in everyone. But, if the situation doesn't allow me to bring out their good, I won't hesitate to put an end to their evil."

"Then, we would need a team. Just us two alone are insufficient." Krune then became curious, wondering the reason Gajor had been after the baby from the start. Focusing on the dot on its forehead, Krune used the baby's index finger to double-tap its forehead and hurriedly caught hold of the tablet that appeared.

At the moment he gazed at it, he was left at a loss for words due to the words the tablet contained.

"What?"