Sir! Don't close the net!

Where did those ancient gods' legacies that "fell from the sky" in the Dead Sea come from?

and many more……

Li Yili was taken aback.

"It fell from the sky, but I'm currently in the sky above the Sea of ​​Dead, so the thing is..."

Li Yili lowered her gaze, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Underfoot".

Nakya slightly raised her head, bent down, and slammed her fist into the ground. The terrifying impact tore the earth apart, and the land centered on Nakya sank downwards, the soil being squeezed apart by the terrifying force.

Under the light, the cold metal gleamed with a blinding light.

At the same time, the knocking sound in Li Yili's ear gradually became clearer.

Chapter 149 Come Up LYL

The existence of the mysterious can limit science, and the development of science can weaken people's belief in the mysterious.

Regardless of the work, mystery and science are always opposed.

Science means thinking and exploration.

Mystery implies compromise, it implies intellectual stagnation.

Science always emerges victorious because the vast majority of people in this world never enjoy the benefits of mystery; they are forever hindered by it.

The exploiting party.

A simple offering to the gods can legally bankrupt a family. As for whether the gods will grant blessings... who dares to point fingers at the gods? Having grown accustomed to disappointment, they naturally stop believing.

But this world is different. Although there are no gods walking on the earth, there are traces of gods everywhere. These traces alone make people understand that gods exist. Of course, the most important thing is that the grace of gods is very moving. Most people in this world can enjoy the grace of gods, only the grace varies in degree.

Therefore, science in this world has been in a period of stagnation. If it weren't for the fact that scientific development has indeed brought irreplaceable convenience to the lives of most people, science might have become extinct.

Therefore, there are many things that current science cannot obtain. For example, the metal plate under Li Yili's feet is something that even the most advanced city in the world, Millennium, does not have such forging technology.

"This is truly bizarre."

Li Yili squatted in the center of the large crater created by Nakya, her right hand gently brushing across the metal half-layer.

There is no trace of human activity on this island, and one of the common-sense things people in this world know is that the sea is just like that, connected to the sky, and there is no sea surface. In other words, it is impossible for people in this world to come to this island.

If even one person could reach the shore...

Even those who understand it understand it; it's impossible to find absolutely no trace of human social activity.

“However… this also rules out the celestial beings theory,” Li Yili stood up and rubbed her lower back. “Nakya, clear this area as much as possible. There should be an entrance nearby.”

Nakya slowly raised her head.

"Boom boom boom—"

A hurricane swept through the dense forest, sending countless trees and boulders flying. Sieg, sitting beside the submarine, couldn't help but sigh.

"Wow—amazing—could Mr. Li Yili be a chosen one of the gods?"

Now he understood why Li Yili had asked him to stay by the submarine; a construction site of this level was not one he could approach.

With each swing of Nakya's fist, layers of trees and soil were scraped away, exposing the cold metal slabs little by little, until the land within a radius of one hundred meters was completely scraped away before Li Yili called Nakya to stop.

The temples have bizarre and varied shapes. Li Yili even witnessed the renovation of the Guoweidun Temple. If his guess is correct, this is one of the many temples in the Sea of ​​the Dead. The legacy of the ancient gods he encountered when he was on the Mercury Queen originated from this island.

"This is truly...unbelievable—"

Li Yili's expression was somewhat stiff; he didn't know what expression to use to describe the highly human-like metal panels in front of him.

This "human" does not refer to humans in this world, but rather to humans on Earth.

"This place... should have an entrance."

Li Yili bent down and crawled on the ground. To avoid missing anything, Li Yili felt her way inch by inch, while Nakya stood aside watching Li Yili.

The search process was difficult. It was like a complete metal plate, without a trace of welding, incredibly smooth and neat. The sun had unknowingly climbed to the top of Li Yili's head, making Li Yili want to shout, "Sun, please stop this! Please stop this!"

Li Yili felt like a squid on a hot plate, but before she lost all her moisture and became a hot plate squid, she finally found a way to piece it together: a rectangle the size of a palm.

Li Yili sat up straight, crossed her arms, hesitated for a while, then raised her hand and pressed it on the rectangle. With a little force, fluorescent green light flowed along the edge of the rectangle, causing it to sink slightly and then flip over. A very familiar letter arrangement appeared in front of Li Yili.

"Hey, hey, hey... Do we still need a password? Decryption is my worst skill. By the way, can you give me a little clue?" Li Yili complained as she struggled to raise her index finger and press it onto the alphabet.

One letter after another popped up, and the moment Li Yili withdrew her finger, a green checkmark appeared.

"Come Up LYL"

The sun was high above Li Yili's head, but Li Yili felt the warmth gradually leaving his body, and his limbs were icy cold.

"What exactly... am I here for...?"

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Zig blinked as he was collecting clothes, then turned to look towards the dense forest, where a figure was laboriously clearing a path through the bushes.

"Minister Li Yili, you're back so quickly!"

Li Yili, who was dismantling shrubs, was startled. After a brief silence, she waved in the direction of Qi Ge.

"I've always said that momentum can solve all problems."

"Wow, amazing! No wonder it's Minister Li Yili!" Zig's eyes lit up. "So, Minister Li Yili, have you met the God of Drainage?"

Li Yili's bright smile looked somewhat stiff.

"No...is that so?" Zig wasn't oblivious; he naturally noticed Li Yili's troubled attitude towards the question.

“How should I put it…” Li Yili put her left hand on her waist and pinched the bridge of her nose with her right thumb and forefinger, “God… exists.”

"Really! Are there really gods in the Sea of ​​the Dead who can grant wishes?!" Zig rushed excitedly to Li Yili and clasped his hands together in front of him.

"God exists, but whether He can grant... wishes is another matter entirely," Li said.

Yili's gaze darted away, avoiding meeting Zig's sparkling eyes.

“I see… But that’s quite normal, after all, it’s about fulfilling a wish,” Sieg crossed his arms and sighed with some regret, “But wishes… they only have meaning if you fulfill them yourself.”

“Zig, that’s not the point right now,” Li Yili said, patting Zig on the shoulder to interrupt the conversation about the gods on the surface of the Sea of ​​Dead. “Have you thought about how we’re going to get back?”

"Go back? Isn't there a diving..."

Zig was taken aback and subconsciously turned his head to point at the submarine on the shore, but the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them.

Because he seemed to remember Eddie saying that this submarine was just an empty shell, and that it would be difficult enough to even surface, let alone dive...

It's not that diving is impossible, but it doesn't guarantee the safety of the driver.

Chapter 150 Regardless of whether the dream has come true or not, you still have to go home.

Sieg broke out in a cold sweat after realizing that the submarine was completely incapable of getting them back to Instas.

"So, that means... we're trapped at sea?"

“Logically speaking… that’s how it is,” Li Yili spread her hands to her sides, “that submarine doesn’t have the capability to send us back to Instas.”

"Minister Li Yili, what should we do?"

Zieg was, after all, just a boy. After the initial excitement, he was filled with anxiety and unease about the various things he hadn't considered before, and he subconsciously wanted to rely on the mature and reliable adult in front of him.

“Zig, don’t you like it here?” Li Yili asked, her hands hanging at her sides. “This is the sea you’ve always dreamed of. Haven’t you been working hard to get here? Here, any wish can come true.”

"But I have to go home."

"..."

“That’s true,” Li Yili said, scratching the back of her head. “Whether the dream comes true or not, we have to go home. Zig, you brought me here, so you have to take responsibility for bringing me back.”

"Huh? Huh!!!"

Zig blinked, then stared wide-eyed at the mature and reliable Li Yili in front of him with disbelief, unable to utter a single word.

Li Yili seems to have spoken a great truth, or perhaps she was simply shifting the blame.

Being just a teenager, he didn't know how to respond to what Li Yili was saying, and could only stand there blankly.

"Just kidding, just kidding. I'll take responsibility for bringing you back," Li Yili said with a smile, raising her hand to pat Zig on the shoulder. "Do you remember the direction of Instas?"

Zieg breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the spot where the submarine had docked, pressed his index fingers to his temples and pondered for a while before pointing west, "Instas is over there!"

"Alright—Zig, get dressed, push the submarine back into the water, and head in that direction!" Li Yili gestured.

“I understand… wait a minute, Minister Li Yili, you’re not planning to use the same methods as before, are you?” Zig nodded subconsciously, but he felt a little scared when he thought of Li Yili’s sudden burst of momentum.

The reason they were able to stop unscathed before was simply because there was an island in front of them. In the direction of Instas... there was nothing blocking their way. If they had used their previous momentum to solve the problem, they probably would have flown straight away.

"Are we supposed to row by hand? — We might not even make it back to Instas by nightfall."

Li Yili stood beside the submarine and patted it.

"Come quickly and help!"

"Ooh ooh ooh—"

Zig nodded repeatedly.

With their combined efforts, the submarine was successfully rolled into the sea. Before boarding, Zig hesitated for a moment, then cautiously poked his head out and asked tentatively, "Minister Li Yili, how are we going to get back?"

"Believe me."

Li Yili sat on the outer frame of the submarine, holding onto the still-open hatch, gazing into the distance.

Seeing Li Yili's determined profile, Zig no longer hesitated to sit back in the cockpit, fasten his seatbelt, and look up at Li Yili, who was peeking out from the cockpit door.

"Speaking of which... Minister Li Yili, what exactly is in the center of the island? The footprints of a god?

"You could say that..."

Li Yili gave a vague answer, and at the same time the submarine moved, but not as swiftly as before, like a dragon crossing a river. It was incredibly stable, and Zig relaxed a lot. The curiosity unique to teenagers began to swell.

"Hey—I really want to see the footprints of the God of Displacement. Without the displacement bestowed by the God of Displacement, I wouldn't have had the chance to try," Sieg said, tugging at his seatbelt and swaying his head from side to side, as happy as a high school student riding a roller coaster.

"vomit--"

Li Yili covered her mouth, gagged twice, and shook her head from side to side. "Zig, what if I told you that the God of Water Displacement is something I made up?"

“But the drainage volume definitely exists!” Zig blinked and muttered, “Didn’t you, Minister Li Yili, prove it to us?”

“That’s just… a physical phenomenon…” Li Yili lowered her head and waved her hand at Zig in a somewhat dejected manner. “Just like an apple will fall from an apple tree, or your hand will hurt if you punch a wall, the amount of water displacement is just a negligible one among these physical phenomena.”