Three hundred years ago? Again, three hundred years ago?
What had happened back then? Why did everything point to that time?
Hadn't that player caused enough trouble already?
Just then, the man continued, "I was just communicating with the sea. At first, the sea couldn't remember anything, as if its memories had been wiped. It was that recent accident that made it remember what happened here."
"What did it remember?"
Liu Zhi had listened to the man talk for ages without getting to the point, and was getting a little annoyed. He cut him off.
"It remembered that, at the very beginning, that person used a machine to pinpoint a location out at sea, summoning a massive whirlpool. The machine had been hastily built three hundred years ago, though. After the ship left, it wasn't taken along. It was left behind and hidden beneath Malacca."
At first, Liu Zhi hadn't thought much of it. But when he heard that, he sprang to his feet.
He knew what it was.
It was the device that opened the whirlpool on the Gold Route.
He hadn't expected that the device had been a machine hastily built by that player, and that they hadn't planned to take it with them. They had simply used it and left it here.
That player must have had at least Mythical-level engineering skills.
Otherwise, an ordinary person couldn't have built a machine like that. And this device was quite important to Liu Zhi. He had to help the Plane Consciousness complete its task, and the machine's existence would help him pinpoint where the Plane Consciousness's true form was sealed.
That would save Liu Zhi a great deal of trouble.
But in the next instant, Liu Zhi thought of something else.
"Wait. What attacked us?"
"I don't know. But