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The cabin returned to silence, with only the crackling of burning firewood remaining. After coldly uttering those words, Park Yeon-jin wrapped herself in a blanket and collapsed on the spot.

She didn't sleep.

I simply didn't want to move, nor did I want to see that innocent little brat's face.

A dozen minutes ago,

A man with a bowl cut was spitting at her and even brought her mother.

"Park Yeon-jin, you need to recognize your place! The country nurtured you, not so you could become a vassal of the Chinese!"

"I know you're getting engaged to Section Chief Kim from the planning department. His future, and your family's future, all depend on your performance. Don't let us down..."

These threats, one after another...

It sounded like flies buzzing.

She excels at disappointing those who have expectations of her.

Those disciplines...

Those dogmas... had been with her since she could remember.

Yeonjin, you should make friends with people who are your equals in terms of social standing;

Yeonjin, you need to have a respectable job;

Yeon-jin, you must have a respectable marriage, consider the bigger picture, and become the pride of your family.

Yeonjin...

There are too many sounds.

Fools made foolish rules, and the weak clamored in ignorance... The world is like an airtight beehive, and everyone is a worker bee, right?

Now?

She jumped out of the beehive; she liked it here.

Park Yeon-jin lifted her eyelids, her gaze lingering for a moment on the face flushed with anger:

"What does that have to do with me?"

"you--"

She didn't bother listening to what the other person had to say and interrupted directly—

"Here, every breath I take is up to me... The fact that I can stand here and talk to you, instead of turning into some kind of monster's excrement, is my own achievement."

"You? Hmph, you should be grateful, you fools."

After she finished speaking, she unilaterally cut off the communication.

Before the light screen disappeared, the face had turned a deep purple, and all that could be seen was the mouth opening and closing, but no more words could be uttered.

Park Yeon-jin closed her eyes, but the corners of her mouth suddenly turned up.

Sleep, sleep...

Tomorrow? It will be another beautiful day.

......

The horizon of the tranquil sea stretches to the horizon.

The blazing sun beat down on the deck. The "Heart of the Sun" had been turned off, otherwise not only the salted fish would be dried out, but also the salted people.

The communication ended a day and a night ago.

In the past two days, everyone on board has been put into a high-intensity environmental protection operation mode.

To replenish his depleted evolution point account, he arbitrarily devised a demanding sweeping plan along the way—

All man-made waste with a mutation prefix that is non-biodegradable will be included in the cleanup list!

The over two-meter-long, upgraded harpoon, dragging a hundred-meter-long scorpion-tail-like cable, plunged into the mouth of the tumbling mutated marine iguana with a "whoosh".

"Barbecue Mode!"

The smell of roasted meat and its gamey odor wafted over on the wind.

"How many times have I told you... that's high-heat mode!" Klaus grumbled in dissatisfaction.

The disliked Ivan picked at his ear and let out a loud howl, completely unconcerned:

"Second gunner! Load ammunition!"

With panda eyes, Klaus repaired the corroded harpoon with a look of utter despair. He was too lazy to fix it, not because he was feeling good about it, but simply because he was exhausted.

That meticulously crafted cannon, like a work of art...

Now it has become Ivan's toy—

A relentless hunting machine.

The increased skill from repairs is a good thing, but repairing it eighty times a day has almost worn the diamond armor of the gun barrel into a patina!

"I'm telling you, couldn't you at least wait until you had a tiny, tiny bit of aim?!"

The engineer put the harpoon into the cannon barrel.

"Da Shangfa, you punctured that shark's sac! It took me a full twenty minutes to fix it!"

"Its mission is to provide fire support!"

Ivan gave the machine a flick of the eye on its red eyeball that was rolling its eyes, and the eyeball reluctantly began to search for the next target.

On the other side of the deck,

He then tried everything in the warehouse that could be used as bait.

From wine-soaked octopus legs to rotten shark meat, but the best results...

They actually stuck the "fish stick" (a symbol of salvation) directly into the sea!

The Abyss is like a meat grinder at sea, plowing up all living things along its path. In any case, the Ocean Era did not enact a law to protect mutated creatures.

A dark blue shadow flashed by on the railing of the ship's side.

It's that again.

Any glance focused,

"Nathan! Did you just see a blue-eyed person?"

"What blue eyes? You mean Ivan or Aurora?"

Nathan, who was looking up at the sky in this direction, asked in confusion.

Any: "..."

Is it haunted?

During this time, the long-lost blue-eyed creature began to appear and disappear around him again, and he still hadn't figured out the pattern or trick of its appearance.

"Boss, there's something going on at ten o'clock!"

Nathan suddenly stood up and pointed to the sea to report.

Renyi temporarily put his blue eyes behind him, only to see a black dot rapidly growing larger on the distant horizon.

A large sailboat with a sleek design and blue and white sailor-colored triangular sails.

It is a light vessel similar to a catamaran, very fast, with its hull low to the surface of the sea, giving the illusion that it might take off at any moment.

Ivan finally moved away from behind the gun emplacement.

He picked up his "thoughts" and coldly sized up the approaching uninvited guest.

Klaus wiped the dirt off his hands, stared at the ship for a long time, and then said to Renyi:

"The sail is nice."

Renyi thought the same way, so he decided to first ascertain the other party's intentions and see if it was possible...

Grab it directly.

His gaze shifted from the boat to the person steering it.

He was a young man with messy, short blond hair that almost seemed to burn in the sun. He was wearing a plain sweatshirt and loose beach shorts, one hand on the helm and the other on the sail, with a cheerful smile on his face. There was also a surfboard on the boat.

The sailboat came to a stop less than ten meters from the Abyss after a swirl.

"Moi! Guys!"

The young man greeted them loudly, "I'm contestant number 76 from Sauna Country. Before coming in, I was a surfing enthusiast. You can call me Finn!"

"Is there something you need?"

Return a polite smile casually, and observe the other person subtly.

"...It's nothing," Finn scratched his head sheepishly, "It's just...I prefer being around people, it's boring being alone, I want to find someone to talk to."

"Sailing alone is indeed lonely."

Ignoring his companions' tension, he threw a rope toward Finn.

"Come up and let's chat. We're just about to have dinner."

Finn's eyes lit up, seemingly surprised by the other party's hospitality.

He nimbly climbed onto the ship's side, grabbed the outstretched hand, and used it to step onto the deck of the Abyss.

But the smile on her face froze before it could even bloom.

A chill ran down my neck, my vision began to spin, and the last thing I saw on my retina was Ren Yi's smiling face.

[You have defeated America's number 5 player, David John, and gained 10 Evolution Points]