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... n Flores protested, he was lacking confidence and caved in.
The two chatted leisurely along the way, as the Flying Boat headed south.
The closer they got to the southernmost tip, the warmer the air became, and the better the weather was. The sky was blue, the grass green, countless flowers bloomed, and the primitive forests were laden with various fruits, emitting an enticing fragrance.
A month later, the Flying Boat reached the ocean and continued onward, crossing the se ...
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