Chapter 508: Turbulent Times
Chapter 508: Turbulent Times
Lindsey stepped onto the edge of the raft, squinting his eyes.
The commotion on the sea grew more intense.
How could he even consider conserving resources now?
Lindsey not only laid down wooden boards but also expanded the raft into a submarine-like enclosed structure. Using his Architect's Hand, he coated the exterior with an iron plate and reinforced it with the Survival Construction module skill.
A thunderous roar reverberated as the dark sky loomed closer.
After reinforcing the vessel, Lindsey peered out through a reserved window:
"Storm, thunder..."
The structure of the ship should be able to withstand the pounding of the waves.
But in the midst of the storm, the attacks would not be limited to just the waves.
Wah Wah Wah also joined at the window:
"Five... no, it's three! Lindsey, we're about to go in!"
Alarson reached out and knocked on the hull.
This enclosed 'submarine' appeared to be encased in iron and wood.
However, when he actually knocked on it, the sound feedback was completely different from any material Alarson had ever encountered.
The one-armed painter spoke with a peculiar tone:
"I don't doubt its ability to withstand seawater, but what if the thunder from above strikes it?"
Lindsey opened his mouth to explain:
"Normally, lightning that strikes the sea is conducted deeper into the water. Unless there's a side flash or something similar, there shouldn't be any danger inside the ship..."
As the dark clouds drew nearer, Lindsey interrupted himself mid-sentence:
"Of course, we can't expect this thing to behave like a normal phenomenon either."
"..."
Alarson and Wah Wah Wah exchanged glances, both lacking effective defenses against the lightning.
"Alright."
"I might be able to come up with something."
At this moment, Lindsey stepped forward.
He summoned his workbench and took out several iron ingots, crafting a lightning rod and a Faraday cage, which he installed on the ship.
During this process, he also collected the quest rewards from the Illusory Maze.
[Artifact/Material: Nautilus Shell]
[When equipped, it provides underwater vision and hearing, as well as the ability to freely move within 20,000 meters underwater. Can also be used as a material to craft other items.]
[A magical conch shell of moderate value.]
[Artifact: Dreamlike Paint (Blue)]
[Paintings created with this paint will come to life like a movie, and writing with it will guide the diversion of real-life destiny.]
["Writing destiny, painting the future!
"Stories are made of coincidences and fantasies, and I shall depict them!
"Follow me, all who are tired of the world, for here we have a new heaven and a new earth!"]
[A special paint of high value.]
Among the two reward items, the latter's effect particularly caught Lindsey's attention.
Using Dreamlike Paint to write and create could guide the diversion of real-life destiny.
Didn't that mean he could modify fate at critical moments, like in the movies "Final Destination" or "Death Note"?
"It's a one-time use, so be cautious," Lindsey reminded himself, putting away the Dreamlike Paint.
As for the former—
The underwater activity ability provided by the Nautilus Shell was already covered by Lindsey's other equipment. However, this item also offered underwater vision and hearing, further enhancing underwater mobility.
Lindsey then examined the synthesis list for the Nautilus Shell as a material.
[1 Nautilus Shell + 1 Jellyfish Pearl + 1 Sea Turtle Shell = Magic Conch Shell]
"Magic Conch Shell..."
Lindsey almost started singing the SpongeBob SquarePants theme song.
However, as his gaze shifted to the other synthesis entries, a stronger premonition emerged within him.
[1 Forest Brooch + 1 Tide Conch Shell + 1 Sky Compass = Ecosystem Radar]
This Magic Conch Shell is likely one of the synthesis materials for the Tide Conch Shell.
Lindsey gathered up these pieces of equipment. He casually lit two resource torches for illumination.
As he turned to look inside the ship again, Lindsey noticed the atmosphere was chillingly low.
Varavara and Alarson were both silent.
Even with the courage to face challenges, the sheer terror that comes with an Eighth Stage colossal creature looming before them was unavoidable.
Especially when they were powerless against it, and so far, all actions had been led by Lindsey!
"..."
Varavara and Alarson were both artists.
As the pitch-black storm loomed overhead, Lindsey thought of a way to encourage artists that seemed fitting.
He cleared his throat and recited a prose poem he had long remembered, "The Seagull."
"On the vast ocean, the raging wind gathers dark clouds. Between the clouds and the sea, the seagull soars like black lightning with proud wings...
This is the prophet of victory who cries:
Let the storm rage even more fiercely!"
No matter how powerful the Eighth Stage Awakened being was, how could it possibly suppress the strong fighting spirit of the revolutionary pioneer?
Lindsey's recitation skills were not particularly expressive.
But Varavara and Alarson, with their artist's sensitive hearts, felt the intense emotions within the poem.
The gloom on their faces dissipated.
Their chests heaved with excitement, and their eyes sparkled:
"Lindsey, did you write this?"
"A great poet wrote this; I just felt it fit the current scene."
"Then, when you have the chance, introduce me to him!"
"..."
"Anyway, thanks for the encouragement."
Boom!
Just then, Lindsey's ship, guided by the Freedom Breeze, voluntarily entered the storm.
A thunderbolt struck their ship but was directed by the lightning rod and Faraday cage into the surrounding seawater, causing no harm to the three inside.
Boom—
Then, the waves crashed against the ship.
The iron plates covering the ship rattled, and the inner wooden structure creaked.
The waves were tumultuous and boundless, like the giant's hand of fate.
Although the small ship was sturdy, it was completely unable to control itself in the face of the heavenly might.
The space inside swayed with the direction, and left and right became indistinguishable.
It was like sand being struck by the current.
Lindsey and the other two naturally followed the ship's movements, getting knocked around.
The ship protected them safely from the seawater and lightning, but it couldn't eliminate the powerful force of the waves crashing against it!
"Varavara, Alarson, come closer to me!"
Lindsey shouted.
He seized the opportunity and struggled to control his body.
A web of corrupted toxic strains he had collected long ago was pulled out all at once.
The spider silk from the magical beast had some guaranteed strength.
These white silk threads directly fixed the three's bodies, preventing them from colliding with the ship's walls.
The sound of the waves nearly filled the ship, and Lindsey could only shout:
"Hold on!"
"Our safety is not a problem for now."
"What we need to think about is how to break through the wind and waves and find the location of that giant whirlpool!"
"..."
"Adores, why did you betray me?"
"You heartless traitor, die!"
As Lindsey's words fell, a long, eerie cry echoed from the ocean.
Then, right in front of the three.
A pale, ghostly shadow of a young girl, like a phantom, passed through the ship's walls and directly rushed into their ship's interior!
(End of Chapter)
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