Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Wu Chang clicked his tongue in displeasure and answered:

”Yes, and the place we’re headed to is abundant in mindless melodramatic dramas, with spare tires, car accidents, and incurable diseases, ensuring you a satisfying binge, an immersive experience of how the human world is not worth it.”

Erin blinked and asked, ”When are we setting off?”

Wu Chang shrugged, pulled out a tablet, and said, ”Right now.”

He opened the video folder on the tablet and found a video titled ”Thank You Letter from the Star Jump Survivors” and played it.

As the video played, a system prompt appeared before him.

”Player is opening a fixed channel to the Desolate Plane 75236.”

”Note, the current dungeon is a Past Dungeon. After entering, the time flow between the Past Dungeon and reality is 1440:1. Every day spent in the dungeon consumes 100 Rotten Silver Coins, and if the balance is insufficient, the player will be forcibly ejected from the dungeon plane.”

”Do you want to enter this Past Dungeon?”

The dungeon Wu Chang wanted to enter was the Silent Route.

Erin glanced at the tablet, watching Li Yubin speak longingly of Wu Chang in a deep emotional voice:

”I can feel the atmosphere you’re talking about.”

Wu Chang pretended not to hear and said, ”Enter.”

With a flash of light, Wu Chang and Erin arrived in a colorful corridor with two doors at the end, each with a screen displaying a scene above it.

The left scene was the port they entered when they first entered the dungeon, and the right scene was the Terminal Sea Region, where Erin’s Earthly Divine Kingdom was set up.

This time entering the Silent Route Dungeon was to gather the Power of Faith required by the All-Knowing Crystal, so Wu Chang chose the port as the entry point.

Opening the door and entering, Wu Chang and Erin passed through a pure white curtain of light and appeared at the port.

”Detected that the player has a previously used identity in this plane and can freely switch between the current identity and the previously used one.”

”Current available identity: Li Zaisi.”

Wu Chang raised his eyebrow; the Abyssal Game was quite user-friendly, preserving the identity he used as a True Walker and allowing him to switch freely.

Gao Mu Country is a zaibatsu nation; having the identity of Li Zaisi makes it much easier to harvest faith.

Since he could become Li Zaisi, maybe starting from the sea surface was much more suitable than the port.

He checked the weather forecast, it was just the right time; the coast of Gao Mu Country was cloudy today, with fog and heavy rain in the evening.

This kind of weather was perfect for him to display his abilities.

Leading Erin to the rocks under the port’s cliff, he set up a mystical ceremony to amplify abilities, while also leveraging the power of Erin Divine Kingdom, building up an altar.

Standing behind the altar, he activated the Water and Thunder Technique of the Five Thunders Technique.

In the Five Thunders Technique, Water Thunder mainly involves Summoning Thunder to bring rain, and Call Wind to summon rain.

The Water and Thunder Technique, being both Thunder Technique and Water Technique, can enjoy the amplification bonus from the Ocean Race Transformation, combined with the altar’s amplification of capabilities, causing the entire coastal area of Gao Mu Country to fall under the coverage of the Water and Thunder Technique.

As Wu Chang exerted his power, the already gloomy sky suddenly darkened, black as if ink was poured over it.

Nameless strong winds rose, causing the sea to surge with waves.

Crack!

A gigantic lightning bolt resembling a tree root illuminated the sky, seemingly tearing a breach in the clouds, pouring the rainwater contained in the clouds, with raindrops connecting into a curtain of water.

In less than two minutes, the weather changed from slightly dim to doomsday-like.

The people at the port screamed and fled back indoors, trembling as they watched the outside world through glass.

Those still in the port experienced this, and one can only imagine the condition of ships sailing in the sea region.

Today there’s heavy rain near the port sea region, with strong winds and waves, making it unsuitable for ships with weak wind and wave resistance to forcibly dock. They should follow the safe route to a more distant port instead.

However, there’s always a stubborn captain who doesn’t believe in this and thinks the ship is fast enough to dock before the heavy rain, like the Vallo.

But the weather at sea is like a child’s face, changing without notice; it was far from dark, and the rain clouds hadn’t formed, yet the heavy rain came unexpectedly without warning.

Seeing the surrounding fierce winds and huge waves, the veteran sailors had already taken out a statue of the Sea God for worship, hoping to calm the sea’s anger.

The captain, Hong Youze, maintained a calm command voice, though the hand holding the cigarette trembled incessantly, the ash dropping as soon as it formed.

He had been sailing for twenty years, and it was the first time he had seen such an eerie storm, with waves as high as a young person raised on meats and dairy, ridiculously high; the last time he had this sentiment was before a sailing encounter with the neighbor’s eight-grade kid.

That kid still retained some baby fat on his face, yet was half a head taller than him already, truly a monster.

Hong Youze, breaking free from the fear of being dominated by the height difference, turned towards the more terrifying towering waves.

Behind the ship, a wave over fifteen meters high rushed at them swiftly, too fast to evade.

Ah, even a large cruise ship couldn’t withstand such waves.

The First Mate’s trembling voice came from the side, ”Captain, what should we do now?”

Hong Youze extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand and calmly said, ”Inform everyone to leave some last words to their relatives, don’t type them, there’s no time.”

The First Mate nodded; the captain’s decision was as reliable as ever. If it were normal times, he might have sung some praises, but now, he’d rather save time for more last words.

The wave was less than a hundred meters from the ship, and while the crew cried and cursed leaving their last words, the roaring waves seemed to be appeased by an invisible hand, calming down rapidly.

”Has the Sea God manifested?” An incredulous veteran sailor asked, worshipping the Sea God.

”Yes, it must be the Sea God!”

”Quick, record it!”

”A miracle!”

The veteran sailor’s statement was supported by everyone, the crew quickly switched to recording, capturing the giant wave’s calming process.

As the waves calmed halfway, the eagle-eyed First Mate enlarged the view on the screen with wide eyes and shouted, ”Look, is there a person on that wave?”

The First Mate’s call led everyone to look, and sure enough, they saw a figure standing atop the wave, with a simple raft underfoot, surfing on the crest of the wave.

Behind him glowed a golden light, faintly resembling feather-like golden beams, calming the wind and rain, pacifying the waves as they passed.

The crew held their breath, fearing that if they spoke, they’d find out the Vallo had already sunk, and what they saw was merely a dying hallucination.

The gigantic wave reached the Vallo and completely dissipated, as if its mission was to deliver the person riding it.

The raft smoothly landed on the sea without much wobbling, and the person on the raft shouted, ”Throw down a rope!”

The commanding tone was imposing, yet the crew felt it was only fitting for the other party.

They threw down a rope, and the other party grabbed it with one hand, almost running up the ship’s body to board.

Watching the young man jump onto the deck, a crew member asked the veteran sailor, ”Is there a sculpture of the Sea God with this physique?”

The veteran sailor shook his head.

The young man before them didn’t resemble the Sea God but looked inexplicably familiar.

Captain Hong Youze shuddered, suddenly recalling something and asked, ”Are you President Li Zaisi, who went missing at sea over twenty days ago?”

Wu Chang nodded and said, ”I am.”

Now everyone on the ship remembered, the man before them was precisely Li Zaisi, who had saved the Star Jump with his strong management skills and unfortunately fell into the sea while rescuing people.

Due to his actions, he was hailed as the Great Gao Mu Hero by the Gao Mu Country Government, with the president even personally attending his memorial to give a speech.

The reports about him were ubiquitous at the time, and every Gao Mu Country citizen knew who he was.

To survive alone at sea for over twenty days and coupled with the scene of surfing on waves earlier, there was only one possibility.

Li Zaisi had received the Shelter of the Sea God.

Thump.

The crew instantly knelt down, the sailors of the ship had the utmost belief in the Sea God; how could they not prostrate for witnessing a miracle firsthand?

Moreover, their survival was probably very much due to his presence.

Feeling the Power of Faith flowing towards an unintended direction, Wu Chang immediately stopped the crew’s assumptions, saying:

”Don’t be mistaken, the God who sheltered me to survive these days at sea, drifting on a raft over the ocean and returning to the country, is not the Sea God but a deity called the Eternal Pure Light.”