Chapter 504: Survival on a Raft
Chapter 504: Survival on a Raft
Clang!
On the sea, Lindsey took out a piece of wood and materialized it using Source Essence, attaching it to the edge of the raft, reinforcing the structure beneath their feet.
"Hmm..."
"There won't be any random sharks coming to bite my boat, right?"
Lindsey pondered while calculating his Source Essence consumption.
The effect of Architecture and Material Science was powerful, but the consumption was also quite significant.
After two high-intensity uses, the depletion was already severe.
The area of the raft had expanded to a sufficient size of around twenty square meters, and there was no need to waste Source Essence on further comfort.
"This should do it."
"Alarson, you can put away your painting now!"
Lindsey called out to the one-armed painter, and Alarson naturally put away the raft painting he had started.
Thus, a hole exposing the seawater appeared in the middle of the twenty-square-meter raft.
Alarson asked with concern:
"Lindsey, I know you want me to conserve Source Essence."
"But for such a large ship, it's a lot for you to maintain it alone..."
Lindsey interrupted the painter's concern:
"Don't worry, this is similar to a Craftsman's creation ability."
"Once something is made, I don't need to expend Source Essence to maintain its operation."
Alarson's expression looked as if he had drunk spoiled milk.
The painter climbed onto the raft, lowered his head to observe the ocean below, and started pondering whether it was his memory or Lindsey who had the issue.
The young Wa La Wa La was amused by this scene.
She approached Lindsey and tried to nudge his shoulder as usual, but due to her small stature, she only managed to bump into his arm.
Wa La Wa La's mouth curled in disdain:
"Tsk—"
"Lindsey, what should we do now? Should we go and rescue my original body?"
"In this vast ocean without any reference points, it's probably going to be difficult to find the right direction, right?"
Lindsey shared his thoughts:
"Wa La Wa La, you fell from the pier into this world, and we also opened a passage in the Blue Zone. Although there's a difference in location, the specific position shouldn't be too far."
"And you mentioned that you were pulled into a sea vortex. So, let's not control the boat's movement and just go with the flow."
After finishing his response, Lindsey considered more possibilities.
What if that vortex has disappeared, and the water flow is no longer affected?
Wouldn't this drifting with the current become a wrong choice?
Lindsey pondered as he flipped through the Music Score and quickly found the classic background music from "Pirates of the Caribbean."
"Spending time collecting music was indeed worth it."
"He's a Pirate" — on the sea, a gust of freedom blew, inspiring the audience and guiding them towards their aspirations.
"The vast ocean, finding a path, a direction..."
"This music is perfect for the situation!"
The sound of strings drew nearer.
As the spirited melody unfolded, a black ship with a flag seemed to approach them in the music.
Alarson and Wa La Wa La looked at Lindsey simultaneously.
Seeing him wave his hand, they understood that this was Lindsey's doing and stopped worrying, enjoying the exquisite music.
At that moment, Lindsey opened the map.
In the vast sea of the Illusory Dream, there was nothing but the natural gusts of wind on the surface.
However, beneath the waves, numerous markers could be seen.
These markers were feedback from marine life.
Some of the markers were red, likely indicating carnivorous predators, but most were yellow, suggesting non-threatening creatures.
Lindsey speculated silently:
"In this world, most fish..."
"Are probably not dangerous..."
As Lindsey's thoughts wandered, he entered the Illusory Dream within the Illusory Dream.
In principle, it was a transfer between parallel worlds, but it gave an uncanny sense of entering a dreamspace.
If he were to encounter danger in this world again, he would simply jump to another world.
"Maybe I should try spinning a top for fun?"
Lindsey's mind then conjured an even more peculiar idea.
Illusory Dream was undoubtedly a very special world, so what about the ocean here...
"..."
Lindsey quietly turned his head to glance at his two companions.
Alarson was leaning over the side of the boat, admiring the music while gazing at the ocean below, as if wanting to engrave this scene from the Illusory Dream into his mind.
Wah Wah, with her eyes closed, was organizing and contemplating the memories in her mind amidst the melody.
Years of memories suddenly flooded in.
Even though she had already established her self-identity, organizing her memories remained a challenging task.
Seeing this scene, Lindsey felt a bit guilty.
But at the moment, he genuinely had nothing else to do, so he secretly took out a fishing rod adorned with grass and flowers.
"Hmm, I should consider this an investigation of the Illusory Dream."
"It's not like I'm slacking off."
Plop—
The fishing hook entered the water, creating a tiny disturbance.
It didn't even attract the attention of the other two on the boat.
After a few minutes, Lindsey's fishing rod tilted downward, and he pulled it up, landing a small, pitch-black fish in his hand.
[Ink Fish]
[A fish from a special world, it can be used as a material for making ink.]
[An ordinary fish product, it has no value.]
"Even after changing worlds, the first catch is still trash?"
"But even the trash is a fish, not seaweed junk—this ocean's judgment is indeed a special terrain."
Lindsey analyzed that this was a special fishing ground.
He put the Ink Fish into his bag and cast his line for the second time.
Just then, Wah Wah noticed his movement and immediately snuggled up to him, her petite body unapologetically leaning on him:
"Lindsey, you're fishing again!"
Lindsey rested his chin on Wah Wah's head and gave his favorite excuse:
"You know that fishing is also a way for me to enhance my strength, right?"
Wah Wah adjusted her position, finding a comfortable spot:
"Enhance your strength?"
"Then I'll sit right here and supervise you!"
Although she had inherited her memories, the young Wah Wah still possessed a childlike innocence.
Lindsey smiled and nodded, continuing to cast his line.
After catching nothing useful on the first cast, the second attempt proved fruitful.
He pulled up a small, jet-black wooden box, as dark as obsidian.
Lindsey opened it and took a look:
"A roll of manuscript paper, two bottles of ink, and this... Shadow Weft?"
This object was neither cloth nor mist.
Lindsey held it in his hand, feeling its cool texture, like a piece of silk, gently flowing through his fingertips. It contained tiny black flecks, like stars embedded within.
[Material: Shadow Weft]
[The force of destiny's hardship, manifested in a special state, containing the extreme essence of sorrow and bitterness; can be used to create items.]
[A rare, dream-like material, its value is undetermined due to a lack of trade.]
"..."
"Lindsey!"
Just as Lindsey was about to study this material, Alarson's voice suddenly sounded from behind, his tone turning tense:
"I think I've discovered something!"
Lindsey immediately stopped what he was doing, and Wah Wah stood up:
"What is it?"
The one-armed painter climbed up from the boat and pointed to the surrounding ocean:
"Look at the sea around us!"
Lindsey looked around but didn't notice anything unusual.
The [Puzzle Module] didn't provide any danger information either.
He furrowed his brow in confusion:
"What's the problem?"
"There is a problem, but it's a subtle change!" Alarson nodded seriously. "But I can assure you with my painter's ability that the color of the seawater is deepening."
"This is definitely not a reaction to sunlight but a fundamental change in the nature of the seawater."
(End of Chapter)
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