Contract Red Hair Shanks, the school beauty kicked me off the boat

Chapter 260 Laziness
Ye Yu looked around at the glittering, golden island that could drive the world crazy, his eyes as if he were looking at a pile of worthless garbage.

"The process is what makes it most enjoyable." Ye Yu's gaze swept over the exquisite illusion in the crystal pool, his eyes showing no fascination, only utter indifference.

"This kind of 'peak' that has no challenge, no process, and no meaning..." Ye Yu's voice suddenly rose, carrying an arrogant disdain for everything and absolute confidence in his own path, "Does it deserve to make me, Ye Yu, feel greed? Does it deserve to make me give up the path to the top that I have chosen, which is full of unknowns and challenges?! For me, that's what's interesting."

Om-! ! !
No longer needing explosive power, it was simply his pure, absolute belief in his own path and his complete rejection of the "temptation" before him! An invisible, yet even more magnificent and vast willpower, like a surging undercurrent beneath a calm sea, suddenly spread out.

Click…click…

Centered on Ye Yu, the golden sand beneath his feet began to crack inch by inch, and the mountain of treasures quickly lost their luster and turned into ashes, like a weathered sand sculpture.

The hovering Hades warship emitted a piercing metallic hissing sound, and countless cracks appeared on its massive hull, as if it were a toy being crushed by an invisible giant hand! In the crystal pool, "Aquaman" let out a silent scream, and its exquisite figure, like a reflection in the water, violently rippled and dissipated!
Those bewildered "groundhog" creatures didn't even have time to scream before they vanished into nothingness along with everything around them.

The entire island of apex, constructed from the rules of greed, shattered and vanished instantly under the impact of Ye Yu's pure belief and will.

The gate of greed is shattered!

Just then, a gray, lazy mist appeared in the fifth level, silently enveloping Ye Yu's figure in an instant.

Lazy!

Unlike the suffocating pressure of wealth in the Greed Gate, or the scorching lava that burns everything in the Wrath Gate, this "lazy" mist is gentle, warm, and carries a sweet fragrance that makes you drowsy.

It is like the most comfortable down comforter, the gentlest lullaby, penetrating into every pore and nerve of the leaf feathers.

In an instant, Ye Yu felt all the strength in his body being quietly drained away by the gentle mist.

The hazy fog gradually dissipated, revealing a bright and clear view.

No longer a treacherous secret realm, no longer a boiling sea of ​​lava. He was lying on a pristine, fine sandy beach, like pearl powder. Above him was a clear, azure sky, without a trace of cloud, the sunlight warm but not glaring, and a gentle sea breeze, carrying the salty scent, caressed his face, bringing a refreshing and invigorating feeling.

Beneath me was an incredibly soft and comfortable beach chair, its texture perfectly conforming to the curves of my body. On the small table beside me were perfectly chilled freshly squeezed juices, with glistening ice crystals clinging to the glass, their enticing droplets forming. Next to them were several exquisitely arranged fruit platters, each exuding a sweet, refreshing aroma.

What struck him even more was that his companions were right beside him, their faces beaming with unprecedented relaxation and joy.

Zhang Tian, ​​dressed in an adorable swimsuit, was squatting not far away, carefully drawing something on the sand with her fair fingers. Sunlight shone on her smooth hair, gilding it with a warm golden edge. Occasionally, she would look up and give Ye Yu a shy yet sweet smile, her eyes pure and without a trace of impurity.

Xia Ling lay languidly on another beach chair, her long, icy blue hair casually draped over her shoulders. Wearing sunglasses, one hand behind her head, the other holding a glass of iced drink, her red lips slightly parted, a soft hissing sound coming from the straw. Her long, shapely legs were crossed, gleaming healthily in the sunlight, radiating a sense of relaxed contentment. She even turned her head to Ye Yu, waving the glass in her hand, a relaxed and cheerful smile playing on her lips: "Little Yu, what are you daydreaming about? The sunshine and sea breeze here are simply heaven."

Everything was so perfect, so peaceful, so... intoxicating.

There were no ferocious sea monsters, no treacherous secret realms, no menacing enemies, and no lingering shadow of the navy's arrival three years later. Only warm sunshine, gentle sea breezes, sweet fruit juice, and the carefree smiles of his companions.

"Stay here..." A voice as kind as a mother and as gentle as a lover rippled through Ye Yu's heart, carrying an irresistible magic.

"Why go through those storms again? Why face those life-and-death battles again? Look how happy your companions are. They don't need to fight, they don't need to take risks. They only need to enjoy this eternal peace and happiness."

"You're tired too, Ye Yu. Ever since the world began to change, you've been fighting, planning, and bearing burdens. Your nerves are stretched too tight. Relax... This is the end, this is the perfect resting place."

"Put down your knife, lay down your responsibilities, forget your goals... Just lie here, enjoy the sunshine, the sea breeze, and the company of your companions... Isn't this true happiness?"

"The outside world is too cruel. Stay here, for here there is only peace and beauty..."

The voice was seductive, each word precisely striking at Ye Yu's deepest longing for a moment of peace. The power of the gray mist seemed to penetrate even deeper with the voice, attempting to completely dissolve his will into this gentle haven.

Ye Yu could even feel his eyelids getting heavy, and the fingers gripping the black knife Ye seemed to loosen their grip a little. A thought of "this is fine too" quietly grew and entwined like seaweed.

Everyone has moments of laziness. When you wake up and don't want to get up, you want to keep sleeping—that's also a form of laziness. Here, human laziness is magnified rapidly.

In reality, the Tyrant Feather Pirate Ship.

Eight hours had passed. The dark red mist showed no signs of dissipating; instead, an even denser, thicker, grayish fog surged in the central area, like a giant, drowsy cocoon, completely isolating everything inside.

"That gray fog...it's so eerie!" Zhang Tian gripped the ship's railing tightly, her fingertips turning white from the force, her small face filled with anxiety. "The captain...could he be trapped inside? I can't sense any signs of battle, that fog...it's as still as stagnant water!"

Xia Ling's aura was so cold it seemed to freeze the air. She stared intently at the gray mist, her icy blue eyes filled with unprecedented gravity and worry: "It's eerily quiet... more unsettling than any previous fluctuation. This feeling... is like being completely enveloped and devoured by something soft and yielding."

She recalled Ye Yu's eyes before he entered, that burning fighting spirit, which now formed a chilling contrast with the deathly gray fog.

Xiao Ke clenched his fist and said in a deep voice, "Trust the captain!"

(End of this chapter)