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They had only walked a few steps when they heard a strange rumble from behind them. The few of them turned their heads in surprise, only to see the water surrounding the ship rapidly spinning and rolling, while the boat spun in place.

Before the few of them could understand what was happening, they saw a black hole suddenly form on the surface of the sea. The body of the boat suddenly stood up and emitted a terrifying cracking sound, as if it was pulled out of the water by a giant hand of the devil, and was quickly sucked into the sea.

After awakening from my stupor, I cried out, "Lily!" Lily is still on board! " The body of the boat had been torn apart by the surging water. Lily's mere body of flesh and blood … He didn't dare to think further about it. I jumped and wanted to run back, but was stopped by Homer.

"The ship is sinking," he said. "Lily is a mystery. She will not die."

I looked at him, stunned. Does Lily refuse to come with us to the island so that she can perish together with the ship? But why? Was her mission to send us to the island and then die alone?

Homer said, "It's getting late. Let's go."

That's right, even if I stood here thinking about dying of old age, I still wouldn't be able to find an answer. He turned around and started walking hurriedly, his head lowered as he continued his journey. The anticipation from searching for the treasure had turned into uncontrollable rage. I had a feeling that as long as I found the treasure, I would be able to solve the mystery that had been suppressed in my heart — why did this treasure have so many people dying for it, and why did the undead still flock to it?

The road under their feet — if one could call it a "road", it would be a reef as well as a reef. rugged, sharp, wet. Sliding was extremely difficult. Only Homer, who already had a huge body, four short, and one short. Adding the anger he had suppressed in his heart, he had already tossed the word "dignity" to the back of his head, his face ashen as he crawled around with both hands and feet, all he wanted was speed, not image. If his teeth could speed up, he would have already bitten the stone without any hesitation.

The tunnels between the rocks were winding and complicated. Sometimes they would go underground, and they had to crawl through long caves. There was water inside, and everyone's clothes were soaked. After walking for a while, I'd have to climb up to see where I was. On one of my ascent, I found a strange figure lurking among the reefs. A pair of dark, lifeless eyes peered at me from high above, and my feet slipped and I almost fell off the rock. If they looked more carefully, they would find that the places where the shadows were hiding were not on the path that they had to take.

I thought of the paper maze game I'd played when I was a kid. The correct path was unimpeded, and the wrong path was filled with monsters and traps. This was a true maze. If he took the wrong path, it would result in killing intent. If it weren't for the live map in my head, people who trespassed on the island would have come face to face with those weird things, and the monsters would have stood on the wrong side of the hill. They had probably waited in the maze for too long. Finally, someone came to the island, but didn't come to the wrong path to calm them down. Instead, they poked their head out and peeped around. As soon as he saw us approaching, he quickly crawled away, making a rustling sound.

Then one curious overshot and accidentally fell right in front of us. The wet creature in the black robe realized he had made a mistake and was anxious to climb back to his job, but the stone wall he had fallen on was a few meters high. He could not jump, and when he saw them approaching, he shrank into a crouch, blocking the road with dirty seaweed in his long hair, his face pale and swollen, his long black teeth protruding out of his mouth. His age was unknown, and his empty and sinister eyes were fixed on us.

I was startled at first, but soon recovered my composure. Since we hadn't hurt each other on the ship, there must be something in us that frightened them, so I ventured over to the guardian who seemed to be somewhere between man and animal, and looked down at him with my chin raised.

Homer shouted, "Hey, who's that, who's that, don't block my way, I'm going over there." Perhaps it had been too long since anyone spoke to it, but it was actually listening attentively with interest. Its eyes were as empty as an animal's, and it probably didn't understand what he was saying at all. Ye Zichen looked at his expression out of curiosity, causing him to be completely dumbstruck. However, what frightened it was that he suddenly took advantage of its daze to raise his foot and ruthlessly stomp on its face! Bang!

A clear mud footprint was left on its face. It let out a strange "woo" sound and kept backing up. However, Homer Wells didn't give up and continued to chase it. He stepped on it even harder. After being stomped on seven or eight times, it finally remembered to resist. With a counterattack, it pushed Homer into its claws and viciously bared its long, black fangs. Then, it raised its sharp claws high into the air with the intention to pierce Homer. Get into his skull! As the sharp claws were about to fall, it hesitated again … It saw the mark on Homer's forehead and did not kill him. He was suddenly lifted high in the air, and before Homer could react to it, he was thrown out and was about to end his tragic life in a meat patty...

However, while he was still flying through the air, someone intercepted him and wrapped their arms around his waist. Then, they took advantage of the opportunity to flip a few times and steadily landed. It's Wei Wu, this guy actually has a heart of a Bodhisattva.

Wei Wu put him down and said something that would cause people to spurt blood: "This guy can't die. If he dies, I won't be able to get the commission."

'Bang! 'a muffled sound was followed by a series of strange cries. The guardian was kicked by Homer's kick and flew into the air before falling far away. Hearing what Wei Wu said, he became even bolder, because he knew that we would not let him die.

Perhaps it was because the protector's scream had intimidated the other monsters and they no longer dared to jump onto the road. Their following journey was rather smooth. However, this island was simply too big. It was still quite a distance away from the center of the island by noon. Everyone was tired, hungry, and thirsty. It was fine to be tired and hungry, but thirst was fatal. We left the ship in such a hurry that none of us carried a waterskin. After half a day, his throat was now dry and smoking. The puddles on the island were also filled with salty sea water. It was impossible to drink at all. At this moment, I miss the Almighty Kettle so much. When I get back, I'll definitely buy one and bring it with me.

This made us clearly aware of a serious problem: the ship had sunk, so even if we found the treasure, how would we be able to return? All the fresh water and nourishment had sunk with the ship into the sea, and the island where the treasure was kept was floating from time to time. How could there be fresh water and food? We have no way out. At that time, even if they found a treasure, they wouldn't be able to use it as a meal or drink it as water. Wouldn't they starve to death while holding onto their treasure?