Command center, monitoring hall.

On the huge circular screen wall, dozens of monitoring screens display the situation in every corner of the Blue Ocean border in real time.

From the coastline to the living quarters, from the training grounds to the supply warehouses, every place is under close surveillance.

The technicians sat at their respective workstations, their eyes scanning back and forth between the screens, not missing any abnormal signals.

"Sir, a high-level spirit beast has suspectedly infiltrated our territory. Should we expel it?"

The technician in charge of monitoring the west area stood up. His voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet lobby.

The officer on duty strode over and pulled up the real-time video footage captured by the technician.

On the screen, a tortoise-shaped mythical beast is sneaking around the flowerbed in the dormitory area.

He was not very big, less than half a meter tall by my estimation.

What's remarkable is that although the traces of this tortoise-shaped spirit beast are visible to the naked eye, there are no corresponding energy fluctuation records on the monitoring array side!

This is illogical.

The officer on duty's expression turned serious. He zoomed in on the image, carefully observing the patterns on the turtle-shaped mythical beast's shell and the shape of its limbs.

A few seconds later, he picked up the communicator and dialed the channel of the supreme commander, Lu Yunzheng.

"Sir, an unusual target has been detected in the western district, suspected to be a high-level spirit beast that has infiltrated. Please take a look."

The video was transmitted, and less than three seconds later, Lu Yunzheng's voice came through the communicator.

"A thousand-shell turtle?"

His voice carried a hint of surprise, but more so of certainty; he had clearly recognized the spirit beast in the picture at a glance.

The patrol captain pointed to the screen and confirmed, "It does indeed match the mimicry of the Thousand-Armored Tortoise in the records. It's slightly larger than the common individuals, but the mimicry features are completely consistent. However..."

He paused, carefully choosing his words: "However, the spirit beasts of the Wanjia Turtle Palace rarely venture deep into human settlements."

In the past, those who appeared at the border were mostly young individuals who lived near the coastline, and were curious and loved adventure.

They would occasionally peek into the human camp, but quickly leave. There was virtually no precedent for them entering the living area so directly.

Lu Yunzheng didn't speak, but continued to watch the screen.

In the video, the tortoise digs a hole by the flower bed for a while, then suddenly stops and retracts its neck.

It looked like it was startled by something, or perhaps it was responding to something.

Lu Yunzheng rubbed his temples, a hint of helplessness in his expression: "It's always the younger turtles, with their big curiosity and love of adventure. How come this one's a big one?"

With his keen eyesight, he could naturally see that although the Ten Thousand Armor Turtle's mimicry concealed most of its physical characteristics, its calm and heavy aura and the occasional flash of golden light in its eyes silently proclaimed its true strength.

This is not some young, curious creature; it is an ancient tortoise that has lived for countless years.

His strength is at least at the seventh level!

The patrol captain remained silent; he had come to report precisely because he was unsure of the situation.

The spirit beasts of the Myriad Armored Turtle Palace fall into the middle category on the "dealing list" at the Blue Sea border. They are neither completely harmless like the Rift Sea Whale, nor do they run away at the sight of the Octopus King.

But "usually" is not the same as "absolutely".

Moreover, the motives of this high-ranking old tortoise that suddenly appeared in the human living area are unclear.

Lu Yunzheng looked at the digging site in the garden, the loitering in the corridor, and the peering out of the dormitory entrance for a while, then shook his head and sighed.

"Since it's a spirit tortoise from the Ten Thousand Armor Tortoise Palace, there's no need for high alert."

His tone shifted from solemn to relaxed, carrying a composure accumulated from years of dealing with marine mammals, "but it also reminded people to be mindful of their movements and not to offend them."

He paused, then added, "In addition, the shell shed by the Thousand-Armor Turtle, which it voluntarily gave away, is a top-tier life-saving item. Those interested can look for an opportunity to trade for it."

The atmosphere in the monitoring room changed instantly after those words were spoken.

Many people exchanged glances; some had their eyes light up, while others smiled.

The shell molt of the Thousand-Armor Turtle is a top-grade treasure that is not circulated in the entire Blue Sea.

Shell molts are the old shells that the Thousand-shelled Turtle naturally sheds during its growth process.

Each piece contains defensive spiritual patterns accumulated by the Thousand-Armor Turtle over many years. With simple refining, it can become a shield with astonishing defensive power.

The molted shells of high-ranking old tortoises are naturally among the finest.

Treasures of this caliber are not circulated in the human market at all; ordinary people have never even heard of them!

The news spread like wildfire from the command center.

Operations Minister Yan Tuo, who had heard the news, quickly appeared at the entrance of the hall.

His eyes shone like lamps, and he walked with a brisk pace, taking three steps at a time to get to the monitor screen, staring at the armored tortoise for a long time.

"It really is a big guy." Yan Tuo muttered to himself, gesturing with his finger on the screen. "Look at its nail patterns, the density of these patterns indicates that it's at least a seventh-tier or higher individual."

"The molted shell of a seventh-tier armored tortoise... If we could get a piece of it and make it into armor, it might be able to withstand a full-force attack from an eighth-tier sea beast."

He's already making plans.

This is a spirit beast that you can't even see normally!

Because most old turtles are sedentary and don't like to move around, they stay in their nests on the seabed for decades or even centuries, making them difficult for humans to find.

Now look what's happened, they've delivered themselves right to our doorstep.

Yan Tuo immediately relayed the message through his operations department's communications channel.

"A high-level armored tortoise has been spotted in the West District, precisely near the student dormitory building. All units, please note: do not disturb or offend it; maintain a safe distance for observation. Also—"

"The shell shed by the Thousand-Armored Turtle is a top-tier life-saving item, given voluntarily. Anyone interested can try to obtain it. But remember, this is a transaction, not a forced acquisition. It's a voluntary gift, understand?"

There was a moment of silence in the channel, then it exploded.

"Boss, is it true? A molted shell of a giant tortoise?!"

"Seventh rank or higher? What level of defense would that be...?"

"I saw a piece of the shell of a fifth-tier armored tortoise at an auction last year, and the price it fetched was enough to buy a small spirit mine."

"Even fifth-tier items are so expensive, seventh-tier items... I don't even want to think about it."

Amidst the gasps of amazement, a quick-thinking team member posed a question that caught everyone's attention.

"Boss, should we pay closer attention to why this armored tortoise came? If we figure out its purpose, we might be able to find an opportunity for long-term contact."

The team member got more and more excited as he spoke, his voice filled with the excitement of discovering a new continent: "If he could come to patrol regularly and trade with us, wouldn't he... wouldn't he become a mysterious merchant who randomly spawns in the game?"

The metaphor was so vivid that the channel was silent for a full two seconds as everyone processed the image.

Then, voices of approval surged in like a tidal wave.

"That's true! Besides their shells, the Thousand-Armored Turtles carry countless treasures with them! They've lived in the sea for so many years, how could they not have accumulated a lot of valuables?"

"Deep-sea pearls, spirit ore, ancient coral... these are the things that the Thousand-Turtle loves to collect the most."

"And they rarely trade with humans, so if we could be the first..."

As Yan Tuo listened to his subordinates' lively discussion, the smile on his lips deepened.

He waited a while, until the discussion subsided somewhat, before solemnly saying, "You all keep an eye out. Whoever manages to secure a long-term deal, I will certainly credit you!"

He paused, then added seriously, "But remember, the premise of any transaction is respect. The Thousand-Armored Tortoise is gentle but not stupid, and this one is no ordinary creature."

"What you need to do is build trust, not make a quick buck and run."

"Understood!" came the unanimous reply from the channel.

Yan Tuo turned off the communication and looked back at the monitoring screen.

In the video, the tortoise has come out of the dormitory building and is squatting in a shallow pit by the flower bed, seemingly deep in thought.

A faint, dark blue line was wrapped around his neck. It was almost invisible unless you looked closely, but Yan Tuo noticed it.

"That's... the Xuanming Serpent?"

He squinted and leaned closer to the screen to take a closer look.

It was indeed the Xuanming Serpent, a shrunken, azure-blue spirit serpent coiled around the edge of the Wanjia Turtle's shell.

Yan Tuo gasped.

The seventh-tier old tortoise of the Ten Thousand Armor Tortoise Palace also has a Xuanming Snake companion of equal strength...

If this lineup were at sea, it could practically launch a head-on attack on the Blue Sea's border defenses.

What exactly are they here for?

Yan Tuo couldn't understand it, but one thing he was certain of was that whatever their purpose in coming here, this could be the biggest opportunity for the Blue Ocean Frontier in many years.

If handled properly.

……

The Wanjia Turtle, known for having "many good things," is currently squatting in a shallow pit by the flower bed, taking stock of its treasure trove.

Dozens of unused armor fragments, including five of his main armor pieces that fell off when he advanced to the seventh rank, which had the strongest defensive capabilities;

Two strings of deep-sea pearls, each the size of a baby's fist, brimming with spiritual energy;

A piece of ancient spirit ore was found in the deep sea abyss, and its energy structure has not yet been fully analyzed.

There are also several scattered rare materials, each with its own unique features, treasures accumulated over a long period of time.

Kamezawa mentally prioritized how to lure the naive and trusting little turtle.

After thinking for a while, and estimating that his partner had calmed down, Kamezawa lowered his voice and muttered again, "I just went to check! These humans are so irresponsible, exploiting child labor!"

"Hiss?" The serpent's voice carried a hint of doubt.

"He doesn't even know that young turtles need companionship the most and are afraid of being alone! Just think about it, such a small turtle, without any elders of its kind or playmates, spending all its time with a bunch of different species of spirit beasts, can that be okay? It's not good for its physical and mental health!"

Kamezawa spoke with absolute certainty, making no mention of his embarrassing experience of being kicked out by Little Fatty.

"Then what does it mean to exploit child labor?" the serpent asked in a flat tone.

"Look at that long-haired bird!" Kamezawa stretched his neck towards the training ground, his eyes wide. "What time is it? Why isn't it resting? This is so against its biological nature! It must be because humans are mistreating it! They even force it with food! How despicable!"

"Hiss~" The serpent tilted its neck back slightly, and its vertical pupils narrowed slightly.

Although Kamesawa's words were filled with too much of his personal feelings and his wording was obviously exaggerated.

But one has to admit that the phoenix in front of us was indeed being a little too diligent.

Their diligence seemed almost voluntary.

"Hiss~" he said to Kamesawa, "You wait outside, I'll go in and listen."

After saying that, the serpent slid off the turtle's shell and silently swam away into the night.

His body was slender, and his scales reflected a faint blue light under the moonlight, but he quickly concealed that light, and the whole snake blended into the shadows of the night, almost invisible to the naked eye.

Gui Ze squatted in place, looking in the direction where the spirit snake disappeared. He moved his mouth, but ultimately did not stop it.

He knew that in terms of stealth and reconnaissance, the Serpent was a hundred times better than him.

……

The edge of the training field.

Keda is currently doing his last training session of the day.

His wings were already a little sore, and sweat seeped out from the gaps in his feathers, shimmering in the moonlight.

Qin Ming stood under the shade of a tree not far away, holding a plate of laurel cake in his hand.

He had asked the cafeteria to make this during a break in Keda's training. The aroma of the laurel cake wafted in the night breeze, sweet but not cloying, with a unique refreshing scent.

"Keda, you've worked really hard today. There's no rush in training. Let's go back and rest."

"This is your favorite laurel cake, want to come and have some?"

Keda paused for a moment.

He turned his head and glanced at the laurel cake in Qin Ming's hand. The cake was cut into neat little pieces, each garnished with a small laurel leaf, making it look very appealing.

"Gah~"

Keda swallowed hard, making a distinct swallowing sound.

But in the end, he shook his head violently.

"Duck has to keep trying!" Keda's voice carried an almost stubborn determination. "Even Turtle Brother isn't lying down, so how can Duck stop!?"

When Keda said this, his expression was more serious than ever before.

So resolute that even the feathers seemed to glow.

Qin Ming shook his head helplessly as Keda seemed to be saying, "I won't eat, don't interfere with the duck's training."

He placed the laurel cake on the stone platform to the side and stopped trying to persuade him.

And just then, he happened to be nearby and overheard the entire story of the Azure Serpent: "..."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like