Dr. STONE (Dr.STONE)

Destination, South America.

Upper Amazon.

3°7' South, 60°1' West.

That's where we'll find the truth about the Great Petrification.

I want it!

No matter what we end up finding there, I want whatever's at the source of humanity's downfall!

There's no guarantee we'll find anything.

It has been thousands of years.

Yeah, but our real goal in going to South America is to build a super-alloy city.

Consider Ground Zero more of a pit stop.

So what you're saying is that we're going on a treasure hunt in the Amazon!

Badass!

Now I'm really starting to get pumped for this trip!

Be warned that the Amazon is absolutely massive.

We're heading all the way to the center of the place, too.

Speaking of, we're not planning to walk, I presume?

That's not possible.

We could never hope to survive the journey on foot.

It's almost certain death even for fully equipped 21st century travelers.

We're attacking giant mosquitoes that can bite you through your clothes.

And lots of nasty insects that love to lay eggs in human flesh.

Seems worth avoiding.

So we'll have to take a giant detour.

Here, around the coast and then up the river.

Don't tell me you're being erious-say!

Correct me if I'm wrong, but won't it take us years to make it there on this stinky-ass boat?

The bigger issue is securing enough fuel.

We'll drop anchor every time we run out of fuel.

Allowing us to stock up on lumber.

With six engines running on charcoal gas, we'll slowly but surely inch our way there.

Yes, I have no doubt this vessel is up to the task.

That said...

I'm loaded up with more fuel and oil than I could ever possibly use.

And I've got the speed advantage.

It's only a matter of time before I catch them.

The fledgling science team is mine.

We're in a super big hurry!

I can't stop!

We let that awful Stanley guy catch up to us we're all done for!

Miss Luna?

Can I help you?

You rest while I finish up.

Come on now, don't be silly.

You're talking to Luna.

A cool-headed gal who is a capable woman!

I should have known that big oaf would still be hard at work.

Taiju would just go on forever if you'd let him.

He would, but the sun's already down and he hasn't had dinner yet.

True.

Even the strong can't go without rest or nutrition.

We shouldn't let anyone overdo it.

Let's make sure he gets a meal.

Leave the Taiju feeding to me!

Can't stop!

Won't stop!

All night!

Gotta keep it up so the others can get some rest!

Taiju!

I brought you something yummy!

No way!

Thanks a lot!

That was really thoughtful of you.

What the?

Giant letters in the sky?

There's no way this is good, right?

Hell!

For real?

It says hell!

What's the matter?

The Why-Man followed us here and put something bad in the sky !

We assure it's him!

Who else could write a message in the sky?

And who else would want to scare us like that?

That's wildly creepy.

What could it mean?

I think I can see something behind the letters.

There's some kind of frame around each one.

It's incredibly faint.

They're kites.

And phosphorescent paint.

Right!

And that means what now?

Oh, that's stuff that glows in the dark.

Don't you mean fluorescent paint?

Ah, that's what they used in markers.

Someone's in there.

Dr. Xeno, any ideas?

None.

I know that look anywhere!

She must have it!

This girl's got a real bad case of the fuzzy sickness!

I can't really see you, but I can totes hear you.

I'm partially positive that someone's there.

Hey, blurry person! that's so hype, hurau huray huray !

I'd say Suika pretty much nailed it.

And she somehow survived on her own like this?

That's actually impressive.

I can see now !

You fixed my freaky vision and now it's freaky good instead of freaky bad!

Thank you so, so, so much!

Freaky?

This is great!

It's you.

Dr. Chelsea.

Hey, Xeno!

Way rude!

Sorry about that!

Got excited, but that's no excuse to point at a pal!

Wanna fill us in?

Is she an acquaintance of yours?

No, we've never actually met.

Don't be such a silly goose!

We did meet.

A long time ago.

At the park before the conference.

You glanced.

So we're basically BFFs, you know?

And you're saying it was best friendship at first sight?

That's a freaky low bar.

Senku.

In a way, you're responsible for her presence here.

Using posted stats on social media and geographical distribution

you confirmed that the petrified bird statues were real swallows.

That was your analysis.

And that's why she was invited to that conference as part of our panel of experts.

That girl is the most prodigious teen geographer.

Dr. Chelsea.

The topography of the entire planet is stored in that eccentric mind of hers.

Oh, wowsers!

You're really laying it on thick, bestie!

Mega blush!

Though I'm almost out of teenhood now!

Retreat!

Run for cover right now!

We must maintain consciousness!

Aw, dang it!

I've gotta-

Owie!

Oh, crap!

I figured I should try and stay awake like that shouty soldier guy told us to.

And last year, I suddenly got un-petrified.

Totes freaky!

The heck?

I'm naked?

OMG!

So that means she awoke three years after we did.

Did you not see the sign directing you north?

Why didn't you seek us out?

What sign?

Doesn't ring any bells?

I bet other survivors would head to the river.

So that's where I'll go too!

Alrighty, time to pick a direction.

North or south?

I'll go south!

50-50 ods, you still went the wrong way!

Stop throwing shade!

You're acting like I'm some sort of dum-dum, you meanies!

Dudes!

Between north and south, who would pick north?

I had to go southward because I knew that's where I'd find tasty Kali oranges!

No contest!

Yeah, thing is, most people aren't walking maps like you seem to be.

Hey, Chelsea, about your next level skills.

Think you can fill us in on flora distributions?

I'd be happy to help!

No joke, I'm all about that field research life, so I'm pretty accurate.

Anyhoo, I recently found sphalerite in the gravel

boiled it up to make phosphorescent paint

and made some kites!

Was that eepy-cray signal supposed to say help instead of hell?

Obvi!

Looks like I ran out of paint at the end, but my sight was too bad to notice!

Our next destination is here.

The plan is to take the long way around by sea

but if we can somehow manage a shortcut across land...

There's a chance we can shake free of Stanley.

Know any back routes we can take, Miss Geographer?

Right there!

This one special spot!

There's a chance we can use it to cross South America!

We land in northern Ecuador, and do a teensy-weensy bit of mountain climbing.