Survival on the Internet: A Bizarre Start at Sea

In the afternoon, the sky quietly darkened, and the leaden clouds hung low, swallowing up all the precious sunlight that had graced us in the morning.

The tranquility of the calm sea is truly well-deserved.

There was no wind, no waves, and not even a single corrupted monster could be seen.

The Redemption glided across the dark red sea, leaving a fleeting contrail.

The area's oddity value remained steadily at 16, like a stagnant pool of water.

At the stern, Su Zhisu leaned against the gunwale, his strange fishing rod dangling into the sea.

The moment the fishing line taut, a helpless smile appeared on his lips.

"Tsk, it's these guys again."

Without turning his head, he softly called out, "Ghostly Bone Arms, deal with them."

The buoy suddenly sank to the surface of the sea, and the fishing line vibrated violently.

With a splash, the two mutated sea monsters were forcibly dragged out of the water, their sharp claws futilely scratching at the air.

This is the third wave of "catch" today.

The surface of the tranquil sea is calm, but underwater it seems to have become a nest for mutated sea monsters.

The nearest eerie bone arm flew up silently, its cold-eyed harpoon burning with eerie blue flames, gleaming coldly under the dark clouds.

Before the mutated sea monster could regain its footing, the bony fingers gripped the fork handle and precisely pierced the throat of one of the sea monsters; then, spinning around, the fork was pulled out and plunged into the eye socket of another.

Then, the azure flames of the Night Watcher spread throughout the sea beast's entire body.

[Warehouse]: Aggregate x50

Su Zhisu didn't even put down her fishing rod.

The skeletal creatures had skillfully dismembered the corpses and thrown the remains back into the sea.

The mutated sea monster was covered in sores, and besides being a source of bone, even its internal organs emitted a corrosive stench.

In his eyes, these were nothing more than portable resource packages.

"Keep waiting." He rebaited the hook, his gaze sweeping across the gloomy horizon. "I have to catch a decent fish eventually."

More than half an hour passed, and the buoy remained motionless.

The sea was eerily calm, with not even the slightest ripple disappearing, as if the entire ocean was holding its breath in anticipation.

Su Zhisu was not anxious. He tapped his finger and brought up the comprehensive online forum.

The alchemical sections unfolded before him, but he couldn't enter them.

To enter the Alchemy section, you must first prove you are an alchemist...

I just asked the older brother for advice, but that older brother who was always with the flames just shook his head with a wry smile.

"Young man, alchemy is a delicate craft. I can blow up even a beaker, let alone alchemy."

Posts on the online forum flashed by, each player's survival journey unique and exciting.

Just as he was about to close the interface, the pocket watch on his wrist became slightly warm.

Su Zhisu glanced at the environmental status information subconsciously, and what he saw made his pupils shrink sharply.

[World's Strangest Value]: 32

[Area Oddity Value]: 35↑

The anomaly in the region's odd values ​​serves as a wake-up call.

The regional weirdness value is higher than the world weirdness value, which is a dangerous sign!

The tranquility of the sea is about to be shattered.

He slowly straightened up, clenched his fists, and hung the "Scimitar Facing the Storm" that had been leaning against the ship's side back on his waist.

The click of the metal buckle fastening was particularly clear in the silence.

As if sensing their master's alertness, the ghostly skeletal arms stopped their leisurely tapping of the wooden planks and silently formed a defensive formation.

Su Zhisu stood at the bow of the ship, and the sea breeze suddenly became stagnant.

Thick, milky white fog spread out without warning, enveloping the Redemption in a misty haze.

He immediately ordered a turn, but no matter how the Redemption veered, its bow remained stubbornly pointed somewhere in the fog.

"Try again." Su Zhisu's fingertips dug into the gunwale.

In the thick fog, the Redemption circled in vain several times, but was eventually pulled back to its original course by an invisible force.

The area's weirdness value is rising rapidly: 35→41→55.

As the white fog thinned ahead, the outline of an island pierced through the white curtain.

The pale sandy shore embraces an eerie white-purple dense forest, and in the center of the island rises a domed hill like the spine of a giant beast.

Ahead of the Redemption, a winding river stretched from the hilltop straight into the sea. The river mouth was calm, like a giant mouth waiting to swallow its prey.

"This is no coincidence." Su Zhisu stared at the ever-increasing strange value.

"This island is fishing for us!"

The Night Watch's Flame tore open a three-meter radius of dark blue space in the thick fog, enveloping the Redemption.

He drew his scimitar, and the Night Watchman's Flame ignited on the blade.

The eerie skeletal arms each took on their respective duties: one carried a gleaming harpoon, eight operated the flooded cannons in the gun pod, and the rest returned to the sides of the ship to stand ready.

At the river's mouth, the Redemption sailed upstream, and the river flowed inward toward the small hill in the center of the island.

At first, the water murmured softly, and the island was completely silent.

But as the Redemption ventured deeper, the fog thickened, and the air carried a pungent, rotten-sweet smell.

When Su Zhisu noticed something amiss and turned around, his pupils suddenly contracted—

The route we came from has been blocked!

To make matters worse, the river ahead was also narrowing rapidly, with pale branches intertwined like skeletal arms, blocking the way inch by inch.

Strange trees grow on both sides of the river.

The pale, translucent tree trunk resembled bones soaked for years, with distorted human faces carved into the bark, each wrinkle wailing silently.

Upon closer listening, the wind, filtering through the gaps in the tree's texture, emitted a broken, mournful sound.

The deep purple leaves are covered with barbs along their edges and gleam with a faint blue-green phosphorescence.

What hangs from the branches are not fruits, but translucent vesicles, with tiny finger-bone-shaped objects suspended in the turbid liquid inside.

【Weeping Bone Vine】

[Category]: Contaminated individuals

【Body】：11

[Spirit]: -15

[Rationality]: -100/-100

[Information]: These were originally a variant of ordinary mangroves growing on remote islands, but under the long-term erosion of a strange force, they underwent a chilling mutation. Beware of them!

[Hidden Information]: The leaves contain a potent anesthetic poison; the finger bones within the vesicles will invade the brain.

"Everyone on high alert!" Su Zhisu hissed, his anger rising as he stood guard.

The trees on both banks trembled violently, and the sound of the wind rustling through the branches was filled with fear.

They were watching the flames of fear, yet they were still slowly closing in on their encirclement.

During the stalemate, a giant tree on the left bank suddenly convulsed.

A vesicle bursts forth from the sky!

Su Zhisu dodged to the side, the vesicle grazed the eerie bone arm, and burst open with a "pop" of mucus.

The stained bone arm instantly stiffened, and the finger bones bent backward to grab at its companion's wrist.

"Cut it off!"

A flash of light, and the severed arm fell into the river.

The water surface immediately churned, and five rotting corpses burst from the water, their eye sockets gleaming with blue-green phosphorescence.

They are manipulated puppets!

They dragged their mangled bodies aboard the deck, their fingers twisted into hooks, aiming straight for Su Zhisu's face.

"Get rid of them!"

Su Zhisu spun around and slashed, and the Night Watch Heart Flame ignited on the ghostly bone arms.

The five puppets were reduced to charred remains in the eerie blue-red flames of the Night Watch.

But in an instant, more vesicles poured out like a torrential rain, the river water boiled and surged, and dozens of corpses floated to the surface, their empty eye sockets all turning towards the Redemption.

The riverbed ahead was less than two meters wide, and the pale branches intertwined like a gallows.

Su Zhisu wiped the black blood off the knife, and the Night Watch Heart Flame illuminated his face with a ghostly blue light.

"Break through towards the heart of the island."

He looked toward the domed hill.

"There must be something on that hill!"

The eerie skeletal arms formed a circular array back to back, enveloped by the Night Watch's Flame.

The Redemption struggled forward through the gaps between corpses and vines, its hull scraping against the white bones on the riverbed with a sickening sound.

Countless sobs echoed from within the thick fog, as if the entire island were weeping.