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Chapter 16 The 'Treasure Map' in the Drift Bottle

When Klaus woke up, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

The prolonged mental tension and exhaustion caused him to fall into a deep sleep as soon as he lay down, especially with the gentle rocking of the waves.

So much so that when he opened his eyes, he was momentarily dazed.

Not far away, Renyi sat back in that simple chair with his arms crossed, breathing steadily and his eyes closed, seemingly still resting.

Klaus carefully moved his body, trying not to disturb Renyi as much as possible.

However, as soon as he got up, Ren Yi opened his eyes.

She showed no trace of sleepiness, calmly looking at him, making the words he was about to say hello get stuck in his throat.

[I bet Coffin Bro isn't really asleep; he's definitely on guard!]

[Add one, our hospital director was called out in the middle of the night to perform surgery; his eyes were sharper than anyone else's.]

[Waaaaah, can't I even get a good night's sleep?]

I stretched my slightly sore neck a bit and took two steps to the 'freshwater purification device' that had grown out last night.

Klaus followed curiously to take a look.

Sure enough, a lot of clear liquid had accumulated in the middle of that strange anemone-like thing.

It was too dark yesterday to see clearly, but it looked like a tumor, and it was incredibly disgusting.

Only now, with the morning light shining, do I realize...

It is smooth and translucent with an ingenious structure. Although it is still slightly wriggling, it does not feel sticky and is not so unacceptable.

After looking at it thoughtfully for a moment, Ren Yi, under Klaus's astonished gaze, took out the message in a bottle he had fished up the night before from the coffin.

He pulled out the leather scroll and casually put it into his breast pocket.

Then I filled an empty glass bottle halfway with the fresh water from the sea anemone.

It contains approximately 200ml, but the bottle is only about half full.

He held the bottle up to the morning light and saw that the water was very clear. He took a small sip to confirm that there was no strange taste and that it was just ordinary fresh water. Then he untied the strip of cloth wrapped around his left hand.

Klaus glanced at it casually and then froze.

That was not a simple flesh wound at all.

Instead, it was a cross-shaped incision with the skin turned outwards. Although it was not infected or red, the edges of the wound were white, probably because it had been soaked in seawater.

It's hard to imagine that this person, with such injuries, was rescuing people, fighting monsters, and fishing.

Slowly pour the remaining water from the bottle onto the wound to simply rinse away the seawater.

There are no signs of infection in the wound, so it seems my constitution is pretty good.

"That's it?"

Just as Renyi was about to put the empty bottle aside, Klaus couldn't resist.

He snatched the glass bottle, poured in all the remaining water from the "sea anemone" that was his portion, and shoved it back into Renyi's hand.

"Are you crazy?!"

"What can you do with so little water? Rinse it again quickly."

At the Dragon Kingdom Command Center, Zhang Guangwei grimaced in disbelief.

Professor Li Shu said with satisfaction:

"This Hanscat athlete is someone worth befriending."

Renyi was indeed taken aback by Klaus's actions.

In his value system, using more freshwater than the minimum required to keep a wound clean is wasteful.

But Klaus clearly didn't think so; his gray eyes were filled with stubbornness.

"..."

He silently accepted the bottle.

Oh well, I guess I'll just consider it a way to satisfy my new teammate's OCD.

He followed instructions and used all the fresh water in the bottle to rinse the wound, then dried it and carefully re-bandaged it.

Then he took the leather scroll out of his breast pocket.

It is unknown what kind of animal skin it is made of; the material is very rough, and judging from the tear marks on the edges, it seems to be just part of a larger map.

"This is......"

The center of the map appears to depict this area of sea, labeled: [Tranquil Sea]

At the top is a symbol of a rising sun, and to the left is the outline of land.

land!

The two looked at each other, both seeing shock and surprise in each other's eyes.

"If we were in this 'Sea of Tranquility'."

Simply tap any finger on the map.

"This symbol represents the direction of the rising sun; let's assume it's east."

"Then, this land is directly to our north."

After drifting at sea for so many days, this was the first time Claude had received a clue about land, and he couldn't contain his excitement:

"Are we going there?"

"Of course." He rolled up the map, put it back in the bottle, and threw it into the coffin.

Having a goal makes you more motivated.

He glanced at the rising sun on the horizon, then turned his gaze northward.

"Using planks to cross is too slow..."

Once he calmed down, Klaus immediately began to think about the technical issues: "We need a sail."

"Um, these are all I have here."

Take out the remaining hemp rope and scraps of cloth at will.

[3 pieces of wood, 1 piece of hemp rope, 2 scraps of cloth, 1 piece of torn hemp rope]

Klaus frowned even more deeply at the pitiful materials scattered on the ground.

……

American command center.

Jeff pointed dramatically at the rudimentary, incomplete map on the screen.

"Land! Michael! That Chinese guy actually found a clue to land!"

"How is this possible?! Our Colonel Morrison possesses the strongest reconnaissance and individual combat capabilities, why haven't we found any information after two months?"

"That's the crux of the matter, Jeff."

Michael explained with a stern face.

"Morrison is a Deepsea Barbarian, Zellens is a Sea Knight, and Elijah is a Salt Warrior. They are all combat-oriented, powerful, and have strong survival skills, but they acquire resources through hunting and plundering."

He pointed to the data on the screen.

"You see, their evolutionary points are increasing very quickly. But this also means that they've neglected the most basic survival strategies."

"So they missed out on the gifts the sea could offer in another way. For example, a message in a bottle."

Jeff suddenly realized, but then felt unwilling to give up:

"So what do we do now? That Chinese guy has the upper hand!"

"Don't worry."

Michael sneered.

"There are countless dangers on the way from here to that land. And... we'll be able to send these coordinates to Colonel Morrison on the first of next month. At that point, it won't be a question of who discovers it first."

"It's not about who has the bigger fist."

......

Klaus deeply understood an old saying from the Dragon Kingdom—

Make bricks without straw.

"This amount of fabric isn't even enough to make a dress for my sister's doll..."

The audience felt the same way:

[Indeed, this fabric isn't even as big as my waistband.]

[Upstairs...aren't you a little too plump...?]

[It's so hard. I just saw a glimmer of hope, and then reality slapped me in the face.]

Calmly and casually put those things back.

"Then you can do whatever you want."

He handed the plank that had been used as a makeshift oar to Klaus.