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Ivan lightly tapped the car door with his foot.

"Clang!"

Unexpectedly... the already rickety car door slammed shut.

Klaus, who was in a petrified state, instantly turned his head and glared at him.

Ivan scratched the back of his head awkwardly, chuckled, and forcefully changed the subject:

"Esting was right, isn't this a door? Haha..."

"Well......"

Esting glanced at the engineer, whose temples were throbbing with veins, gave a weak, awkward laugh, and then retreated behind Luigi with a strong survival instinct.

He ignored the pandas who were about to start a fight.

He originally just thought the appearance of that ID card was too coincidental and wanted to see what was going on with the strange "drop rate" in this sea area.

But as you keep fishing...

Chevrolet cars, ATMs, mannequins... and the promotional sign for the "Past Days" game store...

The things that are hooked are increasingly tending to be products of a certain civilization system or industrial creations of a specific era, and are very specific and targeted.

The sea area wasn't like this before!

As if afraid they wouldn't know, this ghost island is the graveyard of the civilization that was on the hard drive Ma Junyang obtained earlier.

The fact that he had just hooked up the other half of the car seemed more like a response from some kind of "rule" to his probing.

Round it up...

He just said it casually.

Surprisingly, it actually came true.

This sea, or rather the entity behind it, seems to be responding to his actions, and even... his thoughts, in a clumsy and bizarre way.

Thinking of this, the captain's eyes darkened.

"Old Ke, this car..."

Ivan walked around the car and carefully poked the scratched paint with his finger.

"Can it still be driven?"

"Theoretically, if the engine and transmission system aren't completely destroyed by seawater..."

Although he understands the structure and is capable of making it, this kind of thing requires precision, and without blueprints, it is difficult to make each part fit perfectly with zero error.

Klaus, suffering from a professional lapse, finally regained some of his sanity.

"Replacing the electrical circuits and cleaning the fuel lines might... get it started."

He said.

He then opened the Foundry panel and began scanning the vehicle's internal structure.

The data stream flew past his eyes.

Chevrolet Corvette (severely damaged)

A long list of parts popped up, with red damage and missing markers almost filling the entire screen, making Klaus's eyes twitch.

This isn't a repair, it's practically building a new one.

"How is it?" Renyi asked.

"It's very troublesome."

Klaus answered awkwardly, while mentally adding:

And it's completely meaningless.

They are at sea, what use is a four-wheeled metal vehicle to them?

Do you drive like bumper cars?

"Let's see if there's anything else inside."

As he spoke, he walked around to the driver's side and opened the deformed car door—

Apart from the moldy floor mats and some plastic scraps, there was nothing else.

He straightened up and turned his attention to the car's narrow trunk.

"I'll do it!"

Ivan, not minding the dirt at all, volunteered to grab the slippery trunk lid.

Then there was a "creak."

The trunk lid, along with its hinges, was ripped off.

As the lid of the box was opened, seawater gushed out, along with several dead, lost shrimp.

Klaus took two steps back in disgust.

Surprisingly, it was almost empty inside, except for a helmet.

The design is seamless, without any buttons or seams, and is full of science fiction. The black surface material is smooth, and even the mask is black and completely opaque.

Pick up any helmet.

It's surprisingly light, which is completely inconsistent with its futuristic and technologically advanced appearance.

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This "GG" phrase... it's really full of passion!

A spiritual homeland?

More like a spiritual graveyard.

He was now certain that the lost civilization on Ma Junyang's hard drive would ultimately find its home in these ghost islands.

And myself...

Like a tomb raider cosplaying as a fisherman, he fished out the burial goods one cast at a time.

"Captain, this thing is dangerous."

Klaus watched as Ren Yi examined the helmet from all angles, looking like he really wanted to try it on.

"It's best not to try it before you've figured it out."

He worried that this thing might be like the previous lazy bone, carrying mental pollution or parasitic abilities, after all, this sea area was full of mystical rumors.

Renyi was certainly aware of the danger.

but......

Why is this area of ​​the sea sending these things to him one by one?

Is it a trap, or a cry for help?

Or perhaps... an invitation?

He weighed the helmet in his hand and then slammed it onto the hood of the Chevrolet with a "thud".

"rest assured."

"I won't use things of dubious origin."

What if I can't get out of the game after wearing it?

Just because physical damage is ineffective against him doesn't mean that psychological damage is ineffective.

Klaus visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked arbitrarily to the side of the ship, looked at the churning black seawater, and said:

"but......"

Everyone immediately perked up their ears.

Since the Mimicry Buffer Layer evolved from the skull of Leviathan, the Abyss has gained the ability to ignore water pressure.

There are two reasons why it has been drifting obediently on the sea.

Firstly, although the ship's recirculatory breathing system can produce oxygen underwater, the bioenergy consumed increases with depth.

This godforsaken place doesn't even have a decent fish. The [Rumination and Digestion Module] is practically nonexistent. Replenishing energy is a major problem.

Furthermore...

Since it's called the Ghost Islands, and it's always floating on the sea, you're bound to run into one or two of them, right?

But now it seems he was wrong.

In this sea area, there seems to be no distinction between "above" and "below".

"Since they've extended such a warm invitation, wouldn't it be rather impolite of us to just stand at the door?"

invite?

Nathan glanced around at the tattered 'trophies' fluttering in the wind on the deck and swallowed hard.

"Boss, are we going to...?"

"right,"

The captain looked at the dark, murky sea. "Let's... go down and take a look."