Sir! Don't close the net!

Zieg opened his mouth wide, paused for a long time, and then looked at him with admiration, "So the God of Displacement is just an incarnation of a god called Physics!"

"Amazing! Minister Li Yili, can you hear the voice of such an omnipotent deity?!"

"Who knows..."

Li Yili stopped looking at Qi Ge and gazed into the distance. The vast ocean was reflected in his dark eyes, but there was an indescribable depression in them.

"If there really is a physical god in this world, I could probably be his spokesperson."

"As expected—" Zieg stretched out his arm with great excitement.

Li Yili sighed softly and raised the binoculars in her hand. In a place invisible to the human eye, the boundless ocean showed an incredibly dazzling fault line, and a new wall appeared.

The god of physics has been brutally killed.

"Zig, it might shake a little later, remember to clench your teeth and don't bite your tongue."

"it is good--"

Zig excitedly agreed at first, but when the ocean fault appeared in front of the observation window and the submarine did not slow down, Zig realized what was happening. His face turned extremely pale in an instant, and he shouted anxiously at Li Yili, who was half-exposed at the submarine hatch.

"Minister Li Yili! Minister Li Yili! We can't get any closer! If we get any closer, we'll fall!"

“Zig, isn’t your home down there?” Li Yili still faced the direction of the ocean fault, glancing at Zig. “We can’t use the method of crossing the abyss to return to the place shrouded by the abyss.”

“Alright Zig, all you need to do now is shout ‘Soar into the sky!’ and everything will be solved,” Li Yili said, crossing her legs with an air of utter leisure as she gazed at the approaching ocean fault.

"Come and shout with me, let's soar to the sky—"

"No, no, no, how could anyone normally shout that out under these circumstances!"

As the ocean fault line drew ever closer, Zig's right leg began to tremble uncontrollably. He could even see Instas through the almost transparent seawater, as if he could reach out and embrace him.

"That's just a normal reaction—"

"Ah...ah! Minister Li Yili! Could it be that the god of physics has already given you the answer?!"

“The god of physics told me that if we fell from this height, we would become a pile of minced meat,” Li Yili said with dead fish eyes.

"I see—"

Zieg smiled brightly, while the submarine flew out of the fault line with splashes of water, getting further and further away from the ocean, as if heading towards the stars, but soon it was pulled straight down towards Instas by gravity.

"Ughhhhhh—"

Amid Zig's screams, bundles of white cloth were ejected and unfurled in the gale.

Chapter 151 There is no One Piece, but the sea exists.

In front of the shore of Dead Man's Sea.

The residents of Instas huddled together, anxiously peering towards the launch site. Several hours passed without any movement. Whether it was still heading towards the Sea of ​​the Dead or had already reached the Sea of ​​the Dead, the Sheep Village Logistics personnel didn't reveal a single word.

"How many hours have passed?" Abu Jean couldn't help but ask.

This was already the umpteenth time he had asked this question.

"That's no longer important."

As an engineer, Eddie hated the answer "it's no longer important" because it was not rigorous at all, but in this matter, it was the only answer he could give.

The oxygen in the submarine was only enough for Li Yili and the others to move around in the Sea of ​​Dead for ten minutes. If it exceeded ten minutes, they would assume that Li Yili had either reached the Sea of ​​Dead or was dead.

Of course, given the thought processes of the people around them, they would automatically rule out this most likely outcome.

After thinking for a while, Eddie casually found a corner to sit in, smoking a cigarette and exhaling smoke rings one after another.

People are often blinded by the enormous difficulties in front of them, thinking that as long as they solve the current difficulties, they can open the door to success. But in fact, they are faced with the next problem.

Imagine carefully that they only solved the problem of getting to the surface of the Sea of ​​the Dead, without considering the even more difficult problem of returning from the Sea of ​​the Dead.

Because going there is an unimaginable thing, returning is something beyond imagination, so it is naturally overlooked, just as one would not have the thought of killing a god when worshipping a deity.

However, if it were Li Yili, she would probably consider this issue.

Eddie exhaled a ring of smoke and grinned.

"Ah...look at that—what's that!"

A gasp rang out from the residents of Instas, and one person pointed to the sky. All the residents of Instas raised their hands and looked up at the sky in unison.

A dark spot appeared in the sun, diluted by starlight enough to be seen directly. As time passed, the dark spot gradually enlarged, becoming an irregular shape composed of several polygons of different shapes, blocking the sun.

"Minister Li Yili is back!"

Abu Jang paused for a moment, then immediately pointed to the irregular black shadow in the sky and cheered excitedly.

"They've returned from the Sea of ​​the Dead!"

These words were like a spark that drifted into gunpowder, instantly igniting all the inhabitants of Instas.

"Zig Slow is back!"

"It's Sieg Slow! He crossed the Sea of ​​the Dead and reached the sea where our gods reside!"

"He is a hero!"

Hands stretched out, and light cast tiny shadows through their fingers in the golden light.

It spread across the beach and eventually merged with the ever-enlarging, irregular shadow, becoming a huge, shapeless shadow that was constantly changing.

On the Mercury Queen, which was confronting Erun, Captain Heidi Serra slightly raised her head, crossed her arms in front of her as if she felt cold, and slid her right hand down her shoulder to her back.

Her back had never been injured before. On the battlefield, a scar on the back was a disgrace, and as a captain, being injured in the back was an even greater disgrace. But her back was "injured." When she revealed her secrets to a certain man without reservation, that man mercilessly left a wound on her body and then ran around with the spoils of war as if showing off.

If it were just pain, that would be one thing, but the wound would occasionally feel like it was being brushed by a feather, and every time this sensation occurred, it was when Li Yili was getting close.

Now that she has this feeling, and she hasn't seen the submarine wreckage in the Sea of ​​Dead... it's hard to believe, but it seems that Li Yili used some other means to return to Instas without going through the Sea of ​​Dead.

Now that things have come to this, she is no longer surprised by Li Yili's incredible actions; rather, the itching sensation makes her somewhat restless.

“Ha… back to Jones,” Heidi Serra let out a long sigh, then turned the ship around so that the Mercury Queen was facing away from Erun.

"Alright—we'll smash this ungrateful bastard in!"

Jones, who was bursting with enthusiasm and eager to fight Yirun for three hundred rounds, was suddenly dumbfounded.

The other pirates also turned to look at Heidi Serra with incredulous expressions.

Aside from fleeing without a fight, they couldn't find any other adjective to describe their current situation. If it were any other pirate ship, they would probably have already started voting on who should be the new captain.

But this is the Mercury Queen, not Heidi Serra as captain. Heidi Serra is the captain.

"Boss, boss—Yi Run, this..."

Jones stammered and pointed to the stern, but Heidi Serra was startled and stood frozen in place as she turned and walked away.

Do I look like a philanthropist?

Heidi Serra simply gave a cold reply and then controlled the Mercury Queen to swim slowly towards the dock.

Their nonchalant demeanor made it seem as if they were just out for a stroll.

Jones and the others stared blankly at Heidi Serra, her question echoing in their minds.

Do I look like a philanthropist?

Does this need to be said?

Heidi Serra doesn't look like a philanthropist at all.

Without prior arrangement, all the pirates, including Jones, turned to look in the direction of Erun at the stern.

A colossal creature, exuding an aura akin to the abyss itself, clutched its stomach and opened its grotesque mouth as if laughing. Inside its translucent abdomen, a mass of people huddled together writhed and twisted their entangled limbs, seemingly in a frenzy of celebration.

Ah... how pitiful...

Jones and the others shook their heads, whistling and drinking rum as if they had never met before, and began cleaning.

Dead Man's Sea coast.

Dragged by countless hands, the submarine, carrying an incredible dream, broke through the abyss-like Sea of ​​the Dead and landed on the surface of the Sea of ​​the Dead, a place no one had ever reached before.

The white sheet of the parachute was grabbed by hands before it even fell.

Even elite teams like Yangcun Logistics couldn't withstand the enthusiasm of the Instas residents and were quickly dispersed.

"Zig! Zig!"

"The Sea of ​​Dead Men exists, right?"

"Our gods live there, right!"

A cacophony of questions came from all faces, as hands reached out toward the submarine.

Sitting atop the submarine, Li Yili looked down at the noisy residents of Instas around the submarine, her right leg blocking the submarine hatch and preventing Zig from getting out.

Although the situations were completely different, this scene still reminded Li Yili of a saying that ushered in a new era.

Unfortunately, he wouldn't shout to the guys below that "One Piece" exists.

"The sea surface exists."

Chapter 152 Happy Birthday, and Welcome Back

After a brief silence, the residents of Instas, who had received a precise reply from Li Yili, erupted.

"marvelous--"

"My wish will definitely come true!"

"God, our God—"

Amid cheers, the residents of Instasus dispersed spontaneously, and soon only the employees of Sheep Village Logistics and Flame Elf stood awkwardly in place on the beach.

Just as they were about to do everything in their power to stop these agitated Instas residents from causing trouble, the Instas residents very consciously... left.

Are the citizens' manners really that high?

Who was it that just blasted them apart?

Abu Jang tilted his head and broke the awkward silence with a questioning "Eh?"

"Um... can I come out now?" Zig cautiously peeked out from the edge of the submarine's cockpit.

Although he was a teenager, he also had a desire to show off, but the scene just now was too astonishing. He had a strong premonition that if he showed his face, he would be torn to pieces... but now it seemed that it was just his stage fright.

That's all.