On the distant ocean, a large teak ship is sailing through the waves in the sea breeze.
The bow of the boat rose and fell from time to time, pressing down waves that hit the side of the boat, splashing water and making noises.
In the quiet cabin, Lan Lier was lying on the sofa, shaking her legs out of boredom.
"It's so boring, Lingxin, why haven't we reached our destination yet?" After the initial novelty, the genius alchemist became bored with the journey.
"You've mentioned this several times today. If you're really bored, you can take a look at the books we brought on the ship. The classics we bought in the Hinamei Kingdom are relatively rare on the mainland, and many of them are from the East."
Unlike Lan Li'er, Ling Xin was holding an oriental pipa and trying to play it. The sound rang out from time to time, but it was obvious that she was still a beginner and was quite unskilled.
Such musical instruments were naturally purchased in the Hinamei Kingdom. There is a lot of trade with the East there, and you can always see some exotic things that are not available on the continent.
"Reading is boring. I've been studying for so many years and I really don't want to read anymore." Lan Lier buried her head in the sofa, shaking it constantly, and her hair behind her swayed with it.
"Why don't you practice with that puppet lady? She's a rare Sequence 8. Haven't you been stuck in your training lately?"
"I'm training in the Magical Order, and that puppet lady is training in the Necromancer Order. I heard she was once an Ice Elf, so it's hard to exchange experiences."
"Speaking of which, Lacey is truly amazing. Where on earth did she find these helpers? Such powerful individuals are probably rare in the entire continent."
After that, Lan Lier complained for a while, and finally remembered something. She picked up a black iron rack in the corner and went out.
After a while, wisps of green smoke rose from the deck and the aroma of grilled fish spread.
"Haha, barbecue is still fun."
Listening to the sounds coming from outside, Ling Xin in the room shook her head helplessly, and then flipped through the book in front of her. The skills and music scores passed down from the East were very different from those in the Western Continent, and she had to learn a lot of things from scratch.
A week later, the ship finally docked at the port on a small island.
Stepping off the deck, all you see is a sea of bright green and light yellow. This island is planted with fields of corn. The thick corn cobs and plump kernels all speak of the grand harvest this year.
"Here I come~" Cheering, Lan Lier jumped off the bow of the boat, then slid down in the wind, and her body landed steadily on the white beach.
The sailors on the big ship are now talking with the locals, negotiating matters about supplies, stays, and trade.
"They said our ship couldn't stay for too long because there would be a grand celebration on the island in five days and outsiders were not allowed to stay."
"Oh, are you so xenophobic?" Lan Lier pouted with a slight displeasure.
"Okay, okay, let's get some information and then go. I wonder if there are any special products on an island like this? We can buy some and ship them to Hopeland to make some money."
As she spoke, Lanlier put her hands on her head and walked onto the street of the island.
The island is not very big, and it is estimated that it is only about ten miles around the island. The residents here also live a relatively simple life.
They mostly wear khaki-colored linen, and their houses are built with adobe bricks. These bricks, made from sintered mud and straw, appear to be of good quality, more than enough to build a one- or two-story house.
Stone is a rare commodity on the island, and most utensils are made of wood. That is why Lanlier can see a lot of exquisitely carved furniture in some shops.
The craftsmen seemed very patient. They sat in the open space in front of the shop, concentrating on using tools to punch out square holes and patterns, among which the patterns of waves and shells were lifelike.
People's pace of life is very slow, and most of them are not in a hurry. Sometimes they will chat with acquaintances on the road for a long time before continuing on their journey.
"I feel like this place is very suitable for retirement." In the evening, Lan Lier and Ling Xin sat by a small campfire in the open air, roasting and cooking tonight's dinner and chatting occasionally.
"The land on the island is very fertile. It looks like it's volcanic soil left over from the past, so the residents can harvest a lot of food without much effort." Ling Xin spread out a small notebook and took notes in the firelight.
"In other words, this island used to be a volcano?" Lan Lier asked incoherently while biting the roasted squid tentacles in her hand.
"Well, but this volcano is very quiet. It seems that it hasn't erupted for more than a hundred years." Ling Xin lifted the hair that had fallen from the side of her ear, and then wrote down another story in the notebook.
"Local elders said that a long time ago, there was no one here, and the first residents were refugees on a ship."
"In order to escape from a sinister force, they had to venture into this dangerous sea, and later lost their way in the storm."
"The captain and first mate died from injuries sustained fighting monsters in the waves. With no one on board who could discern the stars or the course of the ship, everyone could only drift with the current, praying."
"A week later, on the night of the 28th, the people on the ship were hungry and thirsty. Many were on the verge of death, and many began to despair and give up."
"What happened now? Did they find this island?" Lan Lier asked curiously.
"Yes and no. At that time, a huge sea turtle rose from the water and lifted up the ship. Then a voice sounded in everyone's mind."
"The voice told everyone that it could save them, but they had to answer a question."
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