Dragon of Catastrophe-Chapter 276 - 130: Let the Demon Dragon Taste the Sweetness of Science!
Splosh, splosh! As these few people chatted, many more appeared from the Space Teleportation Gate.
After the initial chorus of screams.
The crowd gradually calmed down.
They began to move slowly towards the island.
By this time, Blondie and the others had been waiting on the island for quite a while.
They spread their arms and laughed, "Welcome to the magical world! I’m Blondie, the discoverer of the mission!"
"I’m War Wolf, the Heaven’s Destiny Savior!"
"Ahem~ Glasses!"
The three introduced themselves.
"Geez, could you guys stop introducing yourselves? I’ve watched your video enough to puke!"
Among the newcomers, a man said with disgust.
"Hey hey hey! Quickly, tell us about this world, what exactly is going on? What is this island? Where is the mission supposed to be done?"
Another person excitedly asked.
"Ahem! Sorry, this island doesn’t represent anything.
To save the world, we must first leave this island!"
Glasses coughed and said.
"Leave the island?" The newcomer murmured.
Looking far away with a twitch on his face.
There is nothing across the vast ocean except a teleportation gate! Our gear can’t be brought here, how do you expect us to leave the island?
"I thought of a way, we make some wooden rafts and set off!"
"Wooden rafts? Set off? Hey hey hey! You must be kidding, right? You don’t know anything, and you’re just running off. If a random storm or lightning hits, won’t we be done for?"
"That’s why everyone should set off together! We’ll split into thousands of groups, someone will succeed, and when they strike it big, they can release guides and come to pick up the others!"
"Oh my gosh! Is it that hard?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
"Are you sure this is about saving the world and not a sea survival adventure?"
"Saving the world always has to be a bit more difficult!"
"Alright, alright, then everyone get moving! Damn it!"
A group of people, chatting, began to grind stones, chop down island trees, and make rafts.
Several days later.
Nearly ten thousand people had gathered on this island.
They made batches of wooden rafts, three to a group, and set out to sea on them.
These small rafts drifted leisurely, heading in all directions.
The remaining people on the island continued to make rafts, ready to set out, with their numbers increasing rapidly.
And Blondie and the other two were also on a small raft, paddling slowly in one direction.
The sea breeze blew gently over them.
Making them feel a bit comfortable.
They paddled and paddled.
Hours quickly passed.
During this time, to save food, they exploited a glitch.
Among the three, only one stayed online to continue paddling, while the other two went offline, so their bodies were inactive and consumed no energy.
Thus, the day quickly went by.
In reality, Glasses opened their chat group.
At this moment, a bunch of people were already reporting their situations inside.
"Oh man! I’m so unlucky! Just a few hours after setting out, we encountered a turtle monster at least six meters long that rammed our small raft and swallowed me whole!
When I woke again, I was separated from my companions! Now I can only play dead and drift randomly at sea every day..."
"Ugh! I died too! Damn! We ran into some strange big-mouth fish, each over a meter tall, wielding spears and yelling, then attacking us.
If our weapons could come with us, I’d turn those fish into swiss cheese!"
"Wow! You actually encountered weapon-wielding fish, aren’t those fish people from novels?"
"We’re still holding on! Everyone don’t give up! I believe once ashore, the Otherworld journey will surely become exciting!"
Not bad, not bad! I should work hard too, thought Glasses.
He went online directly and began today’s ocean drift.
Second day.
In the chat group.
"Oh man! I died again! This time it’s the second time! I can’t even log into the game directly! The system prompts me to wait a day for my body to respawn!"
"Revival needs time? What’s going on here?"
"Ask the officials!"
"Asked already, they replied saying it’s a unique feature of the Otherworld."
"Sigh! Saving the world sure isn’t easy."
Third day.
"I died again! This time the system prompts that we must wait two days to log into the game! Oh dear! When I go online again, I don’t know where my corpse will have drifted!"
"Resurrection time increased again? What did the officials say?"
"Everything is normal, don’t measure the Otherworld by common sense."
"Alright then."
Fifth day.
"I died again! This time it prompted three days for resurrection!"
"Oh man! So hard! Looks like with each death, the revival time increases by a day! It’s much harder than in the Apocalypse World!"
Eighth day.
"Hey! Bro! Did you die?"
"I haven’t died! This time when I woke, directly on a reef, wow, I saw a mermaid, so beautiful! Her singing is mesmerizing, I’m captivated by her! Saving the world can wait."
"..."
Tenth day.
In the chat group.
"Brothers! I’ve logged in! I ran into a group of people standing two and a half meters tall, covered in black scales, like lizards, wow, they’re fierce!"
