"puff--"
"puff--"
"puff--"
An endless vortex spun around, and after a series of familiar dark spells, this time, the view was no longer of a clear blue sky and leisurely white clouds.
Before my eyes...
It was a murky, reddish-gray sea.
"Splash—"
The sea was eerily calm, with no waves of any kinetic energy.
The reddish-gray seawater looked as if the water quality had been polluted; the endless expanse of red and black stretched as far as the eye could see.
"Thump—"
With the appearance of the [Starship], waves burst open on the calm sea.
Looking at the surrounding environment, [Sword Star] felt inexplicably calm.
"I'm back."
"Yes...I'm back!"
"The Primitive Sea..."
Ye Han's calm voice echoed, and the ship stopped surging forward.
He no longer felt any urgency, as if returning here meant there would be no more threats!
"Puff puff puff—"
On the desolate sea, waves appeared out of nowhere, and a half-fish, half-human figure swam underwater before finally floating to the surface with a "plop"!
Her long, jet-black hair, her dark eyes, and her delicate features showed no signs of turning white after being soaked in water.
The figure was a woman. Her upper body was exposed on the water, her chest simply covered by seashells, and her innocent eyes looked around curiously.
"Thump—"
"Thump—"
In the distance, as the woman gazed, a bare-chested man dressed in simple straw clothes was rowing a small boat slowly toward them.
"Why?"
"What is that?"
The woman's lower body swayed, and she leaped like a fish to the man's small boat, circling it like a fish and exhaling bubbles.
"you?"
"Are you... a mermaid?"
The man was also surprised!
He stared at the woman, his gaze lingering on her. The woman simply nodded blankly, "Yes—but...everyone calls me God's daughter..."
"god?"
"What is this thing?"
"Thud—"
Ignoring the man's curious gaze, the woman tapped the small wooden boat, becoming even more curious about it.
"This is a boat..."
"Huh? What's it for?"
"For gliding on water... faster than swimming!"
"You're lying! How could this thing be faster than swimming? If I were to swim seriously, I would definitely leave this thing far behind!"
"Oh? Are you sure?"
Hearing the woman say that, the man immediately became interested!
"Of course! I've never lost a speed contest to anyone!"
"Then... how about we have a competition?"
"Great! Great!"
"If you lose, you give me this thing!"
The woman excitedly wagged her fishtail and slapped the outline of the small boat with both hands. The man grinned and said, "What if you lose?"
"If...if I lose...I..."
"You'll be my wife! Come sailing with me!"
What is a wife?
"Uh...you can think of it this way: if you lose, you'll have to stay by my side forever..."
"Okay! Then go ahead!"
"How about we have a race? I'm taking your little boat!"
"......"
On the distant sea, men and fish-men gestured eagerly, each stopping before a stretch of water, as if they were marking the finish line...
"Is this... the beginning of the contract between humans and ship girls?"
"......"
Sword Star and Ye Han stared at the scene in the distance, not daring to say a word, only looking at it with reverence.
suddenly!
"Thump—"
"Thump—"
Another ripple came from the sea, and the [Soul-Stirring Dream] and [Pus Tentacle Ship] suddenly appeared on the sea.
"Ye Han!"
"You can't escape!"
"Just submit to our control! Otherwise... you will..."
As the dreadlocked man's voice echoed across the sea, he was shocked to find that the [Starship] completely ignored him, simply remaining stationary and gazing into the distance.
"3...2...1..."
"Thump—"
Ahead, a mermaid's tail flicked as it plunged into the deep sea and swam rapidly forward.
At the same time, a man in a straw coat kept leaning back and straightening himself, using both hands to push against the oars of a small boat, which kept gliding forward.
"What...what is that?"
"Humans and mermaids are competing? That's...that's the Primordial Race?"
The man with dreadlocks was also dumbfounded.
He stared blankly at the man and woman in the sea, and for some reason thought of the records in history books.
Even though there were no fancy skills or dazzling maneuvers involved, watching those two compete still allowed you to feel the original meaning of the race – speed.
"Thump—"
"Thump—"
The man swung his oars so hard they flew, and with each wave he cleaved through the waves, a strange wave would appear behind the stern, propelling the boat even faster.
The mermaids underwater wriggled their tails, almost parallel to the hull of the ship.
Boom!!!
finally!
Finally, the man, with only a tiny prow, crashed into a patch of water. He looked down at the mermaid beneath the surface and slowly stopped propelling the oars...
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