I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 356 The gears of fate begin to turn

With the release of a video by Feng Xue, the Blue Lake Island Chain instantly became the focus of attention across the entire ocean.

In the beginning, not many people believed it, even though Feng Xue had a bounty of 98 million. But as time went on, his video remained on the Seekers Association forum, and the forum administrators never deleted it. This indirect official endorsement gradually became a kind of "tacit agreement".

As for the Seekers of the Land Association... they certainly knew it might be a scam, but after discussion, they unanimously decided to let it go.

The reason why is that this could indeed produce a true god of the earth.

While there is no definitive conclusion regarding the origins of deities in this era, witnessing the birth of new deities after the Great Cataclysm has given people a better understanding of the conditions necessary for their creation.

Knowing this, the Pathfinders naturally attempted to create their own Earth God.

Some people designated an indigenous island and then spread the idea that the indigenous people should worship a broad concept like "the god of the earth."

Some have unearthed ancient books from pre-civilization eras, using myths about earth gods from those times as a basis for proselytizing.

But without a doubt, all attempts failed.

Some attempts were interrupted by the Sea People, while others were simply unsuccessful. However, after many attempts, the higher-ups of the Seekers gradually gained some insights.

In the eyes of these high-ranking officials, Feng Xue's Earth God was probably just another attempt to cultivate a deity.

The most important thing in cultivating a deity is "belief." Therefore, regardless of whether the Earth God in Feng Xue's possession already exists, the higher-ups will not try to expose this fact.

In their view, it would be best if Feng Xue succeeded. The God of the Earth would be born, and even if it was just a little white rabbit, the seekers of the land would provide Him with enough faith with the passion that had been brewing for thousands of years, so that He could build up new land in this world that was submerged by water.

Even if we fail, we can learn from our experience and lessons, and when everyone has almost forgotten about it, we can start a new round of Earth God cultivation experiments.

As for the Earth God who may already exist, but is sealed away in some corner of the world?
That doesn't matter.

The seekers of the land are not fanatics; they seek the land, not a particular deity. Finding the original is naturally desirable, but if they can make a new one, that's acceptable too.

This is similar to how it's great to pass the civil service exam, but before you pass, you shouldn't just stay at home and rely on your parents. Finding a job that can support you is the right thing to do. If you can find a high-paying and stable job, then you don't need to take the civil service exam.

Thus, with the tacit approval of the higher-ups, seekers of the land, bounty hunters chasing after the seekers' bounties, pirates trying to fish in troubled waters, sea people coming to stop the birth of the Earth God, and even the official forces of the seven island groups all began to flock to the Blue Lake Island Chain, a sea area that was neither the most prosperous nor backward...

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Jack Camille is an ordinary man from the Blue Lake Islands. Apart from being a good swimmer, he has no other outstanding talents. However, like many young people from the bottom of society in this world, he has a dream: to go to sea.

It's not that I have any grand vision, it's just that I don't want to endure a monotonous and boring life.

The reason ancient people could toil in the fields was because their access to information was limited. Landlords might have a few more cows and acres of land, and perhaps eat better, but that was only so far. Their greatest aspiration was simply to become a landlord themselves. But this era is different. Backwardness and progress coexist in this world. Before the Great Cataclysm, the Emerald Isle Chain was the most densely populated region of developed countries in the world, with remnants of pre-civilization everywhere.

The city where the upper-class gentlemen live is less than two kilometers away from your floating house, which can only be built on a few reefs that have not yet emerged from the sea.

While you have to fish in the sea every day with the most rudimentary handmade tools, various luxury goods advertisements are repeatedly broadcast on the sky screen not far away.
When you return exhausted from fishing, you're kept awake by the neon lights and piercing noise filtering through the cracks in the house...

No matter what kind of person you are, you will have some ambition deep down and want to live a better life.

But in this era, all the land has been explored, and the only way to change things is to go to sea.

It was already evening. Jack casually ate a few mouthfuls of nutritional paste and went out again. If he had a fishing boat, he could go out to sea for night fishing, but Jack obviously didn't have that luxury. Sitting on a small sampan connected to his floating house by only a rope, Jack prepared his net and plunged into the sea.

This kind of behavior, which would be considered suicidal on Earth, is extremely common in Terra. The lords don't use their precious mineral resources to build fishing boats that aren't even toys. Fishermen can't get decent production tools. Fortunately, the light pollution in the city is severe enough to attract a lot of fish at this time of day.

Compared to trawl fishing, jumping into the water yourself is obviously faster, and if you're lucky enough to catch some rare fish, you might be able to sell it for a good price.

"I wonder when I'll be able to save up enough for a ticket to Catania Port..."

Jack fell into the water, and the icy seawater immediately dispelled the distractions in his mind. At this time, the visibility in the seawater was not high, and he tried to feel the sounds in the seawater and the disturbance of the current, and began to swim based solely on his experience.

He didn't exert too much effort in waving his arms and legs; he simply drifted with the current. No one had taught him how to do it, but thanks to their naturally strong physiques, the Terrans always managed to learn this skill before they drowned.

Disturbances gradually appeared in the water beside me, and shadows flickered in the murky sea before my eyes.

Jack's speed suddenly increased, and he shot out like a torpedo.

Years of swimming have made his muscles well-proportioned and flexible, and his short bursts of power even surpass those of many fish.

The net in his hand suddenly lashed forward, and with a pulling sensation, Jack felt a pang of disappointment.

"Too small." Although he thought this to himself, Jack had no intention of letting it go. He quickly determined the direction and returned to the surface of the sea after wading through the water a few times.

His sampan was still drifting in the distance, and he slowly swam towards it, carrying a net.

Small fish may not be expensive, but they are excellent as a side dish. Chopping them up and adding them to a nutritional paste can add a bit of flavor.

Just as he was thinking this, a fluorescent light suddenly appeared before his eyes. Although he didn't know what it was, as a Terran who had grown up listening to stories of the Seekers' adventures, Jack didn't hesitate to throw off the small fish in the net and swim headlong toward the fluorescent light...

(End of this chapter)