Raft Survival
Clang—
On the sea, Linsey pulled out a piece of wood.
After materializing it with Essence, they attached it to the edge of the boat plank, giving the raft beneath their feet an extra sturdy structure.
"Um..."
"Won't some random shark come and bite my boat?"
As Linsey's thoughts wandered, she calculated her own consumption of Essence.
While the effects of [Architecture and Materials Science] are powerful, the consumption is also quite staggering.
After two periods of intense use, the wear and tear has become extremely severe.
Now that the area of the ship's deck has been expanded to a more than sufficient 20 square meters, there is no need to continue wasting Essence in pursuit of comfort.
"That's fine then."
"Ala Song, you can put your painting away now!"
Linsey called out to the one-armed painter, Ala Song naturally put away the raft he had initially drawn.
As a result, a hole was added in the middle of the 20-square-meter boat plank, allowing the seawater to see through.
Ala Song asked with some concern:
"Linsey, I know you want me to conserve my Essence."
"But such a large ship, you're going to have to maintain it all by yourself..."
Linsey interrupted the painter's concern:
"Don't worry, this is a skill similar to that of a craftsman creating things."
"Once something is created, I don't need to expend Essence to maintain its operation."
Ala Song's expression was as ugly as if he had drunk expired milk.
The painter climbed onto the raft, looked down at the ocean, and began to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory or with Linsey.
The little Wala Wala next to them was amused by this scene.
She moved closer to Linsey, intending to nudge her shoulder as usual, but because she was too petite, she only managed to nudge her arm.
Wala Wala curled her lips in disdain:
"Tsk—"
"Linsey, what do we do now? Go and rescue my original body?"
"On this vast ocean, without even a reference point, it would be difficult to find the corresponding direction, wouldn't it?"
Linsey then shared her thoughts:
"Wala Wala, you fell into this world from the dock, and we are also opening up a passage in the Blue District. Although the location is different, the specific location should not be too far away."
"Besides, didn't you say you got caught in a whirlpool? Then let's not try to control the ship's movement, just go with the current."
After answering, Linsey considered more possibilities.
What if the whirlpool has disappeared and no longer causes the water to flow?
Wouldn't drifting downstream become the wrong option?
Linsey for a moment, then opened the Sheet Music and quickly found the classic background music from "Pirates of the Caribbean".
"Spending time recording music was definitely worthwhile."
"He's a Pirate" – it summons a Wind of Freedom at sea, inspiring listeners and blowing them toward the places they yearn for.
"The sea, finding a way, direction..."
"Given the current situation, this effect couldn't be more suitable!"
The sound of string music grew louder as it approached.
As the stirring melody unfolded, a ship with a black flag seemed to sail towards them, accompanied by the music.
Ala Song and Wala Wala both looked at Linsey.
Seeing the other person wave their hand, the two understood that this was Linsey's creation, and they stopped worrying about it and began to appreciate the wonderful music.
At this moment, Linsey opened the map.
In this Hallucination Dream, the sea stretches to the horizon, with nothing on its surface except for the natural air currents blowing across it.
However, some markings can be frequently seen beneath the surface of the sea.
These markings are, of course, feedback from marine life.
Some of them are marked in red, which should be carnivorous predators, but most are neutral units Yellow Marker.
Linsey secretly speculated:
"Perhaps there are very few humans in this world."
"Therefore, most fish don't react much to humans..."
As she pondered, Linsey's thoughts began to wander.
This is the operation of entering Hallucination Dream Hallucination Dream from a psychedelic dream.
In principle, it's about parallel worlds transferring between each other, but it inexplicably gives people a sense of Inception.
If you encounter danger in this world again, jump to other worlds.
"Should I make a spinning top and play with it?"
Then, an even stranger idea popped into Linsey's mind.
The Hallucination Dream is undoubtedly a very special world, and the sea here...
"..."
Linsey quietly turned her head and looked at her two companions.
Ala Song lay on the side of the boat, enjoying the music while gazing at the sea below, as if trying to etch this scene from his Hallucination Dream into his mind.
Wala Wala closed her eyes and, amidst the music, tried her best to organize and ponder the memories in her mind.
Years of memories suddenly flooded in.
Even though she had established herself, organizing her memories was still a troublesome task.
Seeing this scene, Linsey felt a little guilty.
But now he really had nothing to do, and since he was just idling around anyway, he secretly took out Fishing Rod decorated with grass, wood and flowers.
"Well, this should be considered an investigation into Hallucination Dream."
"It's not about neglecting one's duties."
thump--
The fishhook entered the water, making a tiny sound.
It didn't even attract the attention of the other two people on board.
A few minutes later, Linsey's Fishing Rod tilted downwards. He lifted the rod and pulled it upwards, and a small, jet-black fish landed in his hand.
[Sea Fish: Ink Fish]
[Fish from a special world can be used as a material for making ink.]
[Common marine fish products, of no value.]
"Even if we change the world, will the first thing we catch still be trash?"
"But even the trash is fish, not seaweed waste—this marine environment is truly a unique terrain!"
Linsey deduced that this was a special fishing ground.
He put the Ink Fish into his bag and immediately cast his second rod.
Just then Wala Wala noticed his movement and immediately moved closer, her petite body unceremoniously nestled into Linsey's lap.
"Linsey, you're fishing again!"
Linsey rested her chin on Wala Wala's head and brought out her favorite reason:
"You know perfectly well that fishing is also a way for me to increase my strength."
Wala Wala shifted her body, adjusting herself to a comfortable position:
"Increase strength?"
"Then I'll be sitting here and keeping an eye on you!"
Although she inherited the memories, young Wala Wala still possessed a childlike innocence and cuteness.
Linsey smiled and nodded, continuing to spin dry.
After retrieving useless trash with the first shot, the second shot indeed yielded a catch.
He pulled up a wooden box that was as black as Obsidian.
Linsey opened it and saw:
"A roll of manuscript paper, two bottles of ink, and this... Shadow Weave?"
This thing is neither gauze nor mist.
Linsey held it in her hand; it felt cool to the touch, like a piece of silk, or like quicksand, flowing gently through her fingertips. Interspersed within were black specks, as if stars resided within.
[Materials: Shadow Weave]
The power of a suffering fate manifests itself in a special state, containing the essence of extreme sorrow; it can be used as a material to craft props.
[A rare and valuable material; its value is undetermined due to a lack of trades.]
"..."
"Linsey!"
Just as Linsey was about to study this material.
Ala Song's voice suddenly rang out from behind, and his tone became very tense:
I think I've discovered something!
Linsey immediately stopped what she was doing and stood up with Wala Wala:
"What's wrong?"
The one-armed painter climbed up from the boat and pointed to the surrounding sea:
"Look at the sea around you!"
Linsey looked around but didn't find anything amiss.
The Decryption Game did not provide any danger information.
He frowned in confusion:
Is there a problem?
"There is a problem, but the change is very small!" Ala Song nodded seriously. "But I can assure you with my painting skills that the seawater here is getting darker."
"This is definitely not a reaction to sunlight, but a fundamental change in the seawater!"