After handing the task of perfecting the game over to Little Illusion, Wenren Sheng continued training his skills.
A week later, Zhao Han and Wang Wenwen were both muttering that they were about to pass out. Thought Acceleration was clearly placing a heavy burden on their brains.
So Wenren Sheng brought his family out of the Fragment World to sunbathe on the Mediterranean Sea. They planned to rest for two days before going back into seclusion.
"Ah, the sunshine is so nice today. Closing my eyes, basking in the sun, listening to novels, and eating snacks—this is truly life's greatest pleasure." Wang Wenwen lay on a small boat, gently rocking back and forth.
She wore headphones and had her eyes closed. A huge bag of snacks sat by her right hand, and dried fish and preserved plums would occasionally leap into her mouth on their own.
"You're still eating? Didn't you say you wanted to lose weight?" Zhao Han asked in surprise from another small boat.
"I need to eat my fill before I'll have the strength to lose weight," Wang Wenwen said righteously.
The others were also resting with their eyes closed. Before long, faint snoring rose from this stretch of sea.
Wenren Sheng felt a new voice appear in his mind, and he woke from his sunbath.
"Start with a raft. Let's see how long you can survive."
"Raft Survival, Global Survival."
"You have only one goal: survive. Survive by any means necessary."
He was a little confused, but one look around immediately made him understand.
The small boat beneath him had turned into a raft, seemingly made of only four pieces of wood. A rope hook lay on the raft.
The surrounding seawater shimmered with Green Intent. Planks and palm leaves floated on the surface,