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Under this sacred scene.

A casual, light voice echoed in the observation cabin, but no one responded.

Even Nathan, who was the most enthusiastic supporter.

If it suits your taste, it's all about personal preference.

There was no passionate mobilization, no post-disaster team building... and certainly no empty promises like "follow me and I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury."

This young captain from China always manages to pull off the most hardcore miracles without a doubt.

Ivan rubbed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, feeling both helpless and relaxed.

Let's call it a day...

He's truly the boss; all my worrying about him was for nothing.

This ship is not only fully equipped, but it can also go ashore; it's just that the sun has sprouted...

There's nothing surprising about it.

At this moment, the underground cavern was baked by this "artificial sun" and transformed into the texture of a beach.

"Seriously, boss."

Nathan raised his hand, feeling the warmth in it, his eyes filled with anticipation:

"With this light and temperature, we could easily build a greenhouse in the cabin and grow some tulips or violets..."

It’s romantic just thinking about it じò ぴé

Planting flowers?

It's really good.

She glanced at him casually, and a hint of attraction crossed her mind.

But can flowers provide carbohydrates? Can they supplement vitamins? Can they be used as bait for fishing?

Growing ornamental plants on a boat is not cost-effective.

However, Nathan offered a new idea: since there's a stable source of light and heat, why not build an eco-park on the ship...?

Plant apple trees, orange trees, or tea trees?!

Although we don't lack these resources by gathering them from our territory, the sense of security is completely different between "found by chance" and "grown by ourselves".

Moreover, the blossoming of fruit trees is quite beautiful!

"That's a good suggestion."

However, we'll have to wait until the next expansion of [Deep Sea Shadow] to reserve a space.

The usable area of ​​the cabin is now only about 180 square meters. After deducting the room for six people, one room for each person, as well as the corridor, toilet, shower room, and storage room, there is not much space left.

It was late at night, after all.

The sunlight overhead was too dazzling, so I let it dim a bit, turning into a warm and comfortable twilight hue.

Everyone dispersed, leaving only Renyi, Xiao Jiu, and Klaus.

"Aren't you going to rest for a while?"

Klaus, who had just been dazzled by the sun, was not sleepy at all and was now enthusiastically scribbling away on the panel.

"No rest! The energy output of the current solar power modules is so stable that I have a new idea for a reusable 'grid'!"

Ren remained silent, tacitly acknowledging that he would continue speaking.

"We can construct a separate capacitance matrix, and the mosquito's mouthparts can serve as a superconducting material..."

"Instantly releases voltage and high temperature! We can call it... call it 'Zeus's Wrath'?!"

"No, that's too childish."

It rivals Hydra's taste, I think about it secretly.

Klaus continued, seemingly unconcerned:

"...That's called 'Thor's Kiss'?"

An image of a sunny, long-haired man drinking juice from a cup with a small umbrella in his hand involuntarily popped into Renyi's mind.

kiss?

em......

The imagery is a bit too strong.

He decided to ignore the topic, so he turned his back, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes to rest, and let Klaus gesture excitedly.

Once this engineer gets into work mode, it's hard to pull him out of it. Ren Yi knows this very well, so just let him entertain himself.

The two were in the warm observation cabin.

Did not notice

The previously dried-out cave ceiling and riverbed, bearing the marks of scorching, are slowly regaining their vitality.

......

Under the same night sky.

Hundreds of nautical miles away, on the tranquil sea, a completely different scene unfolds.

The rain was pouring down...

Raindrops the size of soybeans pounded on the deck like drums.

Lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the sea in an instant, and simultaneously illuminating a struggling Lv2 ship.

The boat is not small.

But the mast was broken in half, and the rudder was tilted at a weak angle.

"Ugh... I told you!"

A young woman with messy black curly hair clung to her cheeks, soaked to the bone, and looked utterly disheveled.

"We should have abandoned Luigi and agreed to the Americans!"

Their ships were large, and they had a stable and sufficient food source.

Opposite to the young woman.

The freckled, brown-haired boy used his teeth to bite the broken rope, trying to secure the damaged sail.

"Shut up, Ms. Park!"

After tying the rope, the boy yelled back, "You can get on a big ship like Corey, but what can you do when you're not a [Founder]?"

"Don't mention it again. Luigi saved our lives, and I won't watch him die."

"So what! Ugh!"

Park Yeon-jin slammed her fist on the gunwale in frustration. "He's dying! And we're going to be dragged down here too, damn it!"

Esting ignored her and instead covered the unconscious Luigi with the half-damaged sail, then stood up and wiped the rain off his face.

"We passed the Red Flag Passage the day before yesterday. If we are heading in the right direction, then the land shouldn't be too far away."

"Direction?" Park Yeon-jin crossed her arms, almost laughing in exasperation.

"How do you control the direction with a rudder like that?"

"Return to land... How do you plan to get there? By willpower?!"

[Wow! Now everyone's basically calling the place where the Chinese athlete Renyi left his mark the Red Flag Passage?]

[Oh, Ms. Park may be complaining, but she's still being honest!]

[Agatha Christie~ It's got that idol drama vibe!]

What are those two upstairs talking about? Shouldn't they kill that burden at a time like this?

[Hmph, women are indeed soft-hearted. If it were me, I would have killed them both.]

[Oh, why don't you troublemaking oppas pick a bad day to leave? That way, the bad day will turn into a good day!]

"..."

Esting's gaze lingered on the turbulent, dark sea for a moment. "I'll swim over."

The woman's snickering stopped abruptly.

She then looked at him with disbelief, as if he were a madman: "What did you say? You'll die! Damn it, I don't want to be stuck in this godforsaken place with a dead man!"

"I'm a very good swimmer."

The boy grinned at her, revealing a bright smile. "Otherwise, we can't exactly rely on an old lady like you, can we?"

"Damn it! You little brat—"

Before Park Yeon-jin could reach out her hand, which was covered in delicate nail polish, Esting simply flipped over the gunwale and jumped into the sea with a "plop".

The boy's figure was instantly swallowed up by the dark seawater.

"...Even if you are a [Tide Listener], you can still die, right..."

Park Yeon-jin plopped down next to Louis, staring blankly at the sea.

"Once you're dead, I'll kill this burden too..."

She hugged her legs and complained softly, but still reached out and tugged at the sail, covering Luigi's rain-soaked arms as well.