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  The migratory monks who set foot on the endless sea for the first time, everyone had a trace of nervousness on their faces.

  More than a hundred flying boats floated across the sea at low altitude, heading southeast slowly, neither daring to rise to high altitudes nor landing on the sea, nor too fast!

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