Chapter 263: Lessons From Tom
The waves became larger as they got closer to the first island that had been about three miles away along a winding sand bar.
Some places along the path had become only a few feet wide before water was licking against the sand. Most often those were the perfect places those fish attacked again and again.
Fifty points of dexterity gained before they stopped giving any… this is what I have been missing!
Max almost shuddered from the pleasure that came from those gains. After so long without a single stat from the tower, it was like a flood inside his body. Only once did the memory of what it had felt like when gaining skills from those elves bubble up, but he immediately stamped it down.
Trees with coconuts and other fruit Tanila pointed out were harvested, stored for later enjoyment she promised and a quarter mile wide island was little more than a small resting area before the next decision before them.
“Right or left… which path?”
Max hoped someone else would have an opinion as each led in a different direction and the tiny dot of what had to be an island was way off in the middle of both.
“Joys of being the leader,” Fowl teased. “You get to pick.”
Grumbling, he fetched a gold coin and flipped in the air.