Chapter 92 Dark Country
The fisherman began to wear a thick coat.
He was the first person in Heila to come into contact with tribal management. The Ice Eye was far away from the village and he didn't have to come into contact with people frequently. It was a quiet and good place.
The strong men held the capstan tightly, and the chains on the stone pillars began to clatter with inspiring calls.
The fisherman used paint to mark the adjustment range.
He remembered the water flow across his skin and saw the direction of the fish school's movement. As long as he adjusted the fishing net according to experience, he could double the harvest.
"You are amazing. We were just saying that finally there are experts who know the business and can stay here permanently."
The villagers who put the net admired sincerely.
"I have been playing near the ice cave since I was a child. I have seen the frozen port before the dock was opened. The Da Ke wearing horseshoes pulled the thick rope and dragged up the huge net as long as the waves..."
The fisherman said, attracting the attention of the surrounding workers.
Their entertainment methods were quite scarce. Apart from working, they could only stay in the [Igloo] and guard the lantern. When the topic was exhausted, everyone was left with silence.
"Don't worry. In the days to come, I can teach you how to use fish oil. This will be a good way to kill time."
The busy strong men cheered.
Ken played with the treasures he fished out of the ice for a while, and then threw them on the sled.
He turned his head to look at the fisherman, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
The wind stopped, and the cold was repelled.
He was immersed in his own spiritual world, and the experience points gathered into a river illuminated the surroundings. There were shadows in the open space in front, and the soldiers who swore allegiance had their own phantoms.
After a while, Ken found the location of the fisherman.
"If his ability is considered a skill, can I also master it?"
As soon as he had this idea, he drove the power of the note to unfold it - the phantom was locked, and its body glowed faintly.
"Yes, it works."
[Skill: Breath of the Ocean]
[Description: Can stay under the dangerous ice surface and find the treasure hidden in it. ]
Ken imagined to obtain this power, but it was difficult for him to concentrate. After consuming a huge amount of experience points, he successfully mastered it.
"It seems that learning requires a price. If it is not necessary, don't waste resources."
He urged the experience points to improve [Breath of the Ocean], but the terrible consumption made him stop the action soon.
...
The fisherman was redoing the knot and heard the sound of ice chips breaking in his ears, so he turned to look - Ken suddenly stepped into the circle surrounded by stone pillars.
He kicked off his boots, rolled up his trouser legs, and smeared the oil made by the secret technique on his exposed skin.
"Zhan Jing, you don't want to..."
The fisherman shook his head woodenly. "Even for you, this attempt is too dangerous."
"I'm just looking."
Ken didn't show any bravado on his face.
His face was serious, and he walked barefoot on the frost-covered ice, scanning the thin ice and water flow, looking for a suitable place to jump in.
The fisherman's words could not persuade him.
The residents all stopped.
They had always had the impression that Zhan Jing was calm and reliable, but only the earliest follower Kuima knew that Zhan Jing's blood was full of wildness and courage.
"I understand your adventurous spirit. Perhaps I will spend a week teaching you the most basic breathing method."
The fisherman loosened the knot, walked forward quickly, raised his arms and shouted: "There are dangers under the ice. Sesar will never indulge reckless people, unless you..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that Ken looked up at him and the other party showed a confident smile.
"Unless I can do it."
After Ken finished speaking, he jumped up suddenly, and the wind from the ice eyes rolled up the lining, revealing his strong and well-proportioned muscles.
He reached out and covered his mouth with the Ziyu bubble, feeling the subtle experience of staying in the air for a while.
The dense footsteps and the screams were all forgotten.
Puff, gurgle——
Ken plunged into the dark sea water. There were some obstacles when he crossed the ice, but the cold and obvious resistance instantly wrapped him up.
He felt his heart throbbed because of the temperature difference.
The sea water was like the palm of the executioner, pushing him from a certain direction, as if urging him to drift into the depths.
[Skill: Breath of the Ocean]
Ken turned his head and opened his eyes.
He saw the blue circle, which was the entrance to the ice eye, and next to it was a giant net with fangs and claws, like a cloak blown by an evil spirit.
He never thought that the fishing net would look so scary on the seabed.
It was really pitch dark around.
The initial tension caused the air in the fish bubble to be consumed quickly.
It was taken from the organs of some monsters, which could filter out the air in the water flow, and there was a slightly bitter fishy taste when it was inhaled into the mouth.
Ken adjusted his state and mustered up the courage to continue swimming to the depths of the ocean.
Now there was no light at all. Water pressure and shadows surged up crazily. Several times, he was almost entangled by the end of the fishing net and almost knocked unconscious by ice. His mind was tense. If he was not careful, he would be completely buried in the water.
"Where are you?"
Ken looked around while diving.
The reason why he desperately went deep into the darkness was because he had felt something calling him from the bottom since just now.
"Maybe I'm crazy."
Ken felt that he was trapped. He was like a prey lured by bait. He foolishly plunged in. The retreat was getting farther and farther away from him, but he still blindly believed in the fantasy.
When he was desperate, he opened the gray vision and called on the power of the war flag.
A strong force surged out of his right arm and flowed to other parts of his body. The flame did not burn, but formed a small explosion, clearing the side of his body and exposing enough vision.
The floating microorganisms around were as thick as clouds. The originally dark seawater suddenly became thick and sticky, gray, and a darker shadow flashed by.
Ken swam to a giant seaweed.
He moved closer and found that it was a broken animal hide sail, entangled by something on the seabed, and a cloth bag was tied to the other end, as if it was tied by someone.
Ken pulled out a short dagger, cut it with great effort, and then floated up holding the cloth bag as big as his head.
"I'm such an idiot."
He cursed himself silently in his heart, put the thing on his waist buckle, and directly pounced upwards with his hands and feet, his movements were extremely embarrassing.
[You have crossed the line, run quickly, something is searching for your trace. ]
As if smelling the smell, countless sea snakes rushed from all directions to the location where Ken cast the Battle Banner.
They were just ordinary marine creatures. Then, a huge black curtain "wiped" over from the bottom. After circling several times, it seemed to turn its attention upwards.
Legend has it that creatures will be attracted by the [Power of the Old Gods].
They are distributed all over the world. Mandy can break out of the valley, so who can guarantee that there will be no strange things coming out from under the dark ice?