Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1243 - 225:

Lin Shuyou scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, then prepared to stand up. However, as he rose from a sitting position, the force carried him forward, causing him to fall straight down. Fortunately, his hands hit the ground in time, resulting in a push-up.

Tan Wenbin: "What are you doing?"

Li Zhiyuan: "The power increased too much, I'm not quite used to it."

Tan Wenbin: "Well, I brought it on myself."

Lin Shuyou used his hands again, this time with too much force, performed a backflip, and finally steadied himself.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, I feel so strong now!"

Despite no divination, it felt as if he had the sensation of his past self during divination.

If conditions permitted and they weren't traveling in Jiang, he certainly would have taken Run Sheng to the fields at Mr. Li's home to practice, testing how many energy doors Run Sheng could open without divination.

"Alright, everyone pack up. We need to prepare to go to Heartless Island."

The wordless book turned to the second page, the monkey's posture had changed, no longer curled up but facing a direction.

If Lin Shuyou continued to be unconscious, they would really have to consider waiting for two more days or simply leaving Ah You here to heal, because from past Jiang traveling experience, a bit of diligence can often bring unexpected advantages, leading to a sentiment of "thank goodness we arrived a step earlier".

Now Lin Shuyou didn't need any more rest.

Everyone packed up their belongings and went to the dock.

Passing the lighthouse midway, Run Sheng said that before he could search, the female deadman emerged on her own, seeming to seek death, ramming her stomach against his shovel.

Otherwise, following his usual habit of hitting heads with the shovel, he might not have discovered the statue hidden in the stomach.

The captain's boat was there, apart from the grinding stone, it contained fishing gear and living supplies, nothing unusual.

The three on the island, although they all gained power, lived like prisoners, trapped and unable to escape.

Li Zhiyuan checked the grinding stone, discovering besides its pointer function, it had an internal structure serving a responsive effect, akin to induction doors not commonly seen domestically yet.

With two "compasses" in hand, there should be no directional issue.

The fuel was full, Run Sheng started the boat, alternating with Tan Wenbin to steer.

Initially, Li Zhiyuan found a chair to sit at the bow, reading under the light.

Later, the sky darkened, waves rose, so he moved to the cabin.

Seawater continuously washed over the deck, causing the ship to sway.

This wasn't normal climatic change; Feng Shui meteorological principles had a basic use in weather observation, it should be mainly sunny during this period in this sea area.

Yet visibly, the weather increasingly tended towards extremity.

It was likely that at a specific time, the boat arrived at a specific area. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Moreover, whether the ship's grinding stone or the second page of the wordless book, though their directions were still consistent, frequent changes began, initially moving in a straight line, now zigzagging as if entering a designed maze.

After a tremendously fierce storm, the sky suddenly brightened, but sunlight was blocked by clouds, dyeing the dome a greyish hue like a glowing salted duck egg.

While it felt wonderfully ethereal, the waves gradually subsided, casting a view of the lone ship in the world.

Run Sheng slowed the boat, according to the "pointer" indication, they should have arrived.

Tan Wenbin stood on deck, lit a cigarette, and gazed around, seeing no island.

Li Zhiyuan calculated the surrounding Feng Shui meteorological signs, finding the area uniquely isolated, like a specially carved-out domain.

His first encounter with such a scenario was in the Village of Highway Robbers; the last time was in the Yulong Snow Mountain's secret realm.

Run Sheng shut off the engine since the grinding stone began to rotate, unable to continue navigation.

In Li Zhiyuan's wordless book, the monkey curled up again.

This should be the place.

At that moment, Li Zhiyuan's peripheral vision detected something; he turned his head to the right, seeing scales glistening and advancing toward the boat.

The others noticed too, standing on the deck's side, observing carefully.

It wasn't waves, and the clouds weren't changing, so something was below.

But what could be so massive?

The scales approached, the boat a tiny toy before it.

When it came under the boat, everyone's eyes widened; clearly, it was a long, giant beast swimming below, the shimmering scales reflecting its scales.

Perhaps too overwhelming, silence prevailed, the beast passing beneath the ship, just a slight exertion needed to lift it.

The prior storm wasn't really feared by them; all here were proficient swimmers, even if the vessel capsized, confidence prevailed in returning ashore with a plank, Run Sheng even willing to catch fish for all.

Yet with such a colossal menace beneath, no one dared claim survival if escaping.

Tan Wenbin spread his arms; though the vessel was steady, he struggled to maintain balance, cigarette burning his fingers without dropping it.

Run Sheng's expression was equally severe, personal strength seeming very small against such unfathomable magnitude.