A plane raft, and he got another potential point.
Jiang Yao nodded: "As expected of the son of a pilot, even making a bamboo raft looks like an airplane. Alas, do you think sharks will think Meituan is now delivering takeout by plane?!"
"When trying to survive, the requirements for basic tools are simple and practical, the shape and so on are completely out of consideration. As for sharks, as long as you don't come to take a dump or have your period halfway, it won't think there's anything edible on the plane.
I still have to make two sturdier paddles so you can remember the things to remember, okay?"
"What you said makes sense. The whirlpool is indeed moving. At 7:30, the first buoy was sucked into the whirlpool. At 9:40, the second buoy was sucked into the whirlpool. During this time, none of the other buoys were sucked into the whirlpool!"
Then, Jiang Yao pointed out to Lu Zhe where the buoys had sunk.
Lu Zhe nodded approvingly: "Well done! It's 9:45 now, let's see if the third whirlpool comes around 11:50. If so, we'll set off after the whirlpool passes, and as long as we can row to the opposite shore within two hours, it will be a great success."
"Sounds quite simple."
"In terms of distance, rowing one kilometer in two hours is indeed not difficult, but what I fear most is something happening halfway. Before we go, we need to eat something to replenish our strength, and empty our bowels, especially you with all that fish blood in your intestines. Getting a bottle of wine delivered in the middle of the ocean, the shark will definitely give five stars."
"But how to wipe without paper?!"
"The seawater is so clear, just wash it off right by the seaside."
"Okay!"
More than two hours later, around 11:50, the previously thrown buoys were all sucked into the whirlpool. Sure enough, the third whirlpool was passing by!
The two put on their backpacks, high-fived, and said in unison:
"Alright, off to Volcano Island!"
Having made full preparations, the two rode the plane raft, rowing towards Volcano Island.
They thought they would encounter some troubles midway, but there were none!
They even got to enjoy scenery rarely seen.
Schools of groupers, various wrasses swimming freely, stingrays flying below, and green lizardfish over half a meter long following alongside the plane raft all the way.
Jiang Yao thought the lizardfish looked shady and mischievously stomped on its big forehead with her little feet. Far from running away, it reveled in it.
Lu Zhe swung an oar and finally smacked it away.
There were also the occasional shark or two passing under the plane raft, but they were busy with a full feast and paid no attention to the takeout on the raft.
Midway they also encountered a whale shark, its passing stirred up waves that nearly capsized the plane raft.
A close shave, they successfully arrived at Volcano Island around 1:30 in the afternoon.
But because Lu Zhe deliberately avoided the area of whirlpool activity, their landing spot was slightly off from Bing Jie and Tang Xiaoguo's.
But that was no matter, everything was in their control once ashore.
Jiang Yao looked at the plane raft: "This crude plane raft has fulfilled its mission, should we take it with us?"
"Take it to do what?"
"Can't it replace the original bamboo raft to transport goods?"
Lu Zhe thought about it and shook his head:
"I'd rather take the trouble to make another bamboo raft on the other side of the stone forest than risk traveling those waters again."
Jiang Yao pondered: "You're right, the Rock Man had all his saplings pulled up by you, he definitely won't let you off."
He unloaded the intact bottles from the raft and tied its frame to a nearby coconut tree, like a crucifix.
Jiang Yao nodded: "From now on you bid farewell to planes, and I bid farewell to my first time. Why not use it to commemorate our innocent childhood and ignorant youth."
"That's a very novel sentiment. Don't worry, I'll find a chance to make up that to you!"
"I should be in my safe period now."
"Can't be sure about that. Besides, we're covered in salt and filth that would disrupt the pH balance down there, making you smell like an old lady rather than your natural maidenly fragrance."
"I...have a fragrance?" Jiang Yao sniffed herself: "Just a whiff of Philodendron I think."
"Of course you can't smell it yourself, but as your partner, I can catch a whiff sometimes."
Jiang Yao nodded: "If so, don't touch me there until you wash yourself clean!"
"Yao Yao, why do I always feel forced into concessions when chatting with you?"
"Okay!"
Suddenly, Jiang Yao turned around, stood on tiptoes, and planted a light kiss at the corner of Lu Zhe's mouth.
"Consider that compensation!"
Lu Zhe was taken aback:
Damn it, made me fall for her again.
Will I be forced further down this Sea King path?
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
