Survival on the Internet: A Bizarre Start at Sea

As the light faded, a perfect potion, radiating a soft blue glow and containing swirling stardust particles, floated silently in the center of the alchemy platform.

【Purifying Elixir】(Quality: Blue, Excellent)

[Information]: A perfect purifying potion crafted under the guidance of Nautilus, containing the glimmer of starlight and the embrace of the ocean. It can effectively stabilize deep erosion and restore some vitality.

The moment the potion was formed, Nautilus's consciousness receded like the tide, and control of his body returned.

A brief wave of dizziness and weakness washed over me, but my mind remained unusually clear, and insights into alchemy flowed through my mind.

[Strange Power]: 90/170 (+1/min)

Before I could even feel happy, a slight "click" sound came from the metal box in my arms!

A fine crack appeared on the surface of the box, from which a faint green light shone!

Portable static force field generators are nearing their limits!

Nautilus's phantom flickered violently, and a warning message urgently arrived: "Su Zhixu, leave immediately! The shield is about to fail!"

Su Zhixu grabbed the still-warm elixir and metal box, activated the White Mist Navigation skill again, and merged into the darkness of the Seventh Drainage Canal.

The moment he stepped out of the entrance to the seventh drainage ditch, the metal box in his arms became scorching hot, and a bright green light shone from the cracks!

Cthulhu's senses have completely locked onto this location!

Su Zhisu pushed his speed to the limit, frantically traversing the most concealed routes under the cover of white mist.

Behind him, a cold, angry, and scrutinizing thought, like a tangible tentacle, swept fiercely from the direction of the temple, pinning itself firmly to the entrance of the seventh drainage canal, probing repeatedly.

They returned to the chamber of the Nest of Life with great difficulty and closed the door behind them.

Leaning against the cold door, I could clearly feel that malicious intent lingering outside the courtyard for several weeks, carrying a deep sense of resentment and doubt before slowly receding.

Su Zhisu opened his palm, and the bottle of [Purifying Elixir] emitted a reassuring light.

The level 2 alchemy knowledge in his mind was crystal clear. The price was the portable static force field generator in his arms, which was already covered in cracks and almost unusable.

"Can this still be repaired?"

It seems that tomorrow's journey to the Tide Altar will be fraught with peril.

Su Zhisu calmed her breathing and placed the almost shattered metal box on the fungal carpet.

The cracks on the box's surface resembled a spiderweb, and the green light emanating from within had dimmed considerably, but it would still occasionally flicker unwillingly.

This thing is indeed nearing the end of its life, but it doesn't seem to be completely obsolete yet.

Cthulhu's consciousness had only locked onto the seventh drainage ditch, and had not directly tracked it here.

This indicates that the residual effects of the white fog and the static force field generator did indeed play a role in the final evacuation.

The seeds of doubt have been sown, but have not yet been exposed.

This is the only good news so far.

The medicine must be sent out as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Su Zhisu opened the Comprehensive Network panel and sent a short message to Lilia:

[Private Chat Log]

【Su Lv.5】: "The items are ready, please retrieve them quickly. 【Purifying Elixir】(Click to view details)"

【Dream Weaver lv.3】: "I'm coming right away!"

Almost the instant the message was sent, Lilia replied immediately, her tone filled with urgency and anticipation.

【Dream Weaver lv.3】: "My lord! Did you succeed? Did you really succeed?"

Su Zhisu sent her the information about the [Purifying Elixir], and Lilia's voice was choked with emotion.

【Dream Weaver Lv.3】: "That's wonderful... My Lord Envoy, and I really don't know how to thank you enough for waking up Father..."

Su Zhixu interrupted her softly, correcting her with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

【夙lv.5】: "It is Su Zhisu".

Lilia paused slightly, her voice filled with grateful affirmation.

【Dream Weaver lv.3】: "Hmm! Su Zhisu!"

Next, we had to deal with this troublesome box. Discarding it directly was too risky, and we were completely clueless about how to repair it.

Finally, Su Zhisu had a flash of inspiration and posted a transaction information on the trading interface of the comprehensive network.

【Su Lv.5】: Item 【Portable Static Field Generator (Damaged)】

[Transaction Details]: Repairing a damaged [Portable Static Field Generator]. Price to be discussed privately.

Put the [Portable Static Force Generator (Damaged)] directly on the shelf. This way, you don't have to worry about Cthulhu finding it, and you can also see if you can repair it.

"After all, this thing is quite useful."

The next step is to deal with the green-haired little girl's probing.

Time passed slowly as we waited.

Outside the window, the giant green eye above the temple seemed to be scanning more frequently, and the green mist tentacles in the city were churning more actively.

The feeling of oppression was tangible, heavy and pressing down on my heart.

About an hour later, a small patch of fungal carpet in the corner of the chamber began to twitch slightly, and a wisp of dreamy dust seeped out silently with the water, coalescing into Lilia's slightly anxious figure.

Her gaze immediately fell on the spiritual medicine in Su Zhixu's hand, and her azure eyes instantly lit up with hope.

"It worked?"

Su Zhisu handed over the cold medicine bottle.

"This is the [Purifying Elixir], which should stabilize Mr. Kyle's condition."

Lilia carefully took the potion, feeling the gentle and pure power it contained, her voice trembling slightly.

"That's wonderful... Father's guidance... Mr. Kyle is saved! I'll take him there immediately!"

"Be careful on the road."

Su Zhisu instructed, "Cthulhu may have increased surveillance. Make sure there are no tails when you return."

"Understood, Your Excellency!"

Lilia nodded emphatically, her body once again turning into dream dust and disappearing into the gaps in the fungal carpet.

Hearing that Lilia still hadn't changed how she addressed him, Su Zhisu shook his head and smiled helplessly.

After seeing Lilia off, Su Zhisu slowly sat down and began to review every detail of how Nautilus manipulated his body to concoct the potion.

Those ingenious techniques regarding material handling and energy guidance are like the most vivid lessons, constantly confirming and deepening the alchemical knowledge in my mind.

My understanding of alchemy has reached level 2 and is gradually becoming more solid. I only need more practice to reach level 3 proficiency.

……

It felt like only a moment had passed, yet it also felt like an eternity.

The chamber door was gently knocked on.

The voice coming from outside the door was no longer the familiar mental fluctuations of Lilia or Hydra, but a delicate yet undeniably authoritative voice that resounded directly in Su Zhisu's mind.

"My little messenger~, it's time to set off. The Tide Altar, I need your 'help'~".

It's Cthulhu! She's come in person!

Su Zhisu took a deep breath, suppressed all her emotions, regained her composure, and reached out to open the cavity door.

Outside the door, Cthulhu, in the form of a green-haired loli, stood gracefully with an innocent smile on her face, but her unfathomable green eyes gleamed with inquiry and a hint of barely perceptible coldness.

Her gaze seemed to sweep over Su Zhisu's entire body unintentionally, lingering for a moment longer on the back of Su Zhisu's hand and the place where the token was kept.

"Did you sleep well last night? Nights in Atlantis can sometimes be quite 'lively'~"

Cthulhu tilted his head, his tone casual yet laced with a probing, needle-like quality.

Su Zhisu's heart skipped a beat, but she replied with a calm expression, "It was very quiet last night, thank you for your concern, Dean."

He made no mention of anything unusual, as if last night had been just an ordinary night.