Nick was now sitting on the edge of the dock, looking out over the great sea, unable to cross it.

This gave a great sadness to Nick, who just wanted to stop being the shame of his village and be able to prove that all that wasted time would not be in vain.

Then luck seemed to have turned to Nick's side, when a merchant had reached the dock, selling his precious ship.

So Nick quickly swallowed the expression of sadness and went to talk to the merchant.

The merchant charged dearly, but nothing that Nick could not afford.

Then, with the ship in his possession, he climbed to the helm, glanced at the sail of his ship, sighed, and a small tear of satisfaction fell from his eye.

But luck seemed to have gone against his will again, when Nick remembered that he needed a crew to advance to the open sea.

Then the expression of sadness returned to his face, and he returned sadly to his house, amid a few tears.

It seemed that the world began to play a sad background music.

It was hard to speak in words what Nick felt.

So he slept.

But, during the night, something knocked on the door of Nick's house.

It was some men who secretly still believed him, and who would like to train their crew to their destination.

THE GAME WAS BACK AGAIN, SUCKS SOCIETY!

Then, without waiting any longer, he and his new crew sailed in hiding to carry out Nick's long-awaited plan.

That open sea did not seem to end, and only a compass guided the ship.

It was a very extreme thing to sail without any reference point, even if alone with a boat.

The trip was quiet by itself, without any inconvenience that actually killed any crew member.

The great navigation took about 70 days, enough for those who lived on land.

Arriving at such a Lost Continent, the navigators could finally see land again.

A tower stood in front of them, and there would be where Nick would do his great deed.

The winds seemed to be heading in the right direction now for Nick.