Wesley could only estimate about ten kilometers; he wasn't sure exactly how far. Just now, high in the sky, he was paying attention to the sea surface. If one neglects the ocean in such a vast expanse of sea, even if they were lucky enough to survive, without a rescue mission, they would be doomed.
"Do you still have energy?"
"No!" Xiao Qiao replied irritably, yet still swam forward with all her might.
Halfway through, Xiao Qiao almost cramped. She was experienced with this and immediately stopped to rest, lying on the sea surface to stretch her muscles. They swam for over five hours covering ten kilometers; their bodies were too sore, unable to endure the pressure of sinking, relying on sheer willpower to persevere, which significantly slowed their pace.
It was dark.
