There's nothing quite like the name Dead Sea for it.

It has a frowning bitterness and saltiness, as long as it is more than a finger deep, it is as unfathomable as a bottomless. There is no living thing, no life, engraved with the mark of the abyss. Day after day, year after year, lapping against the cliff of Wanghai.

Approaching 10 a.m. in the Overworld, the sanity value returned to full value, and Transparent Bridge and the others moved the planks to the ship and prepared to set off.

Onlookers recognize them and offer to sail together, but are politely rejected by the Transparent Bridge.

Sailing is never as many people as possible, although more people can reduce the sanity value and reduce the speed, and even make the sanity value no longer decrease or even recover, but the goal is too big a big problem.

Small fish pass by and may not bother to open their mouths. A large group is another to say.

And there's no guarantee that players will follow orders.

Jun Moxiao was a little dissatisfied with her refusal. In his opinion, more people are always good. As for causing trouble...... Who could get into more trouble than Mu Su?

Planks placed on the bow of the boat, pushed aboard by the blazing gods, and the two small boats rocked side by side and drifted away from the sand.

The undulating sea was clearly pushing the boat ashore, but the two boats were still moving in one direction.

After dozens of meters from the shore, Transparent Bridge and others found that the last wooden boat followed out to sea and fell behind not far away.

"They're following us." Wen Xiang noticed the boat not far from the shore in the rear.

There are six players on the boat, following at a slightly slower pace.

The blazing god didn't look back: "The legs are long on them, just follow them if you want." ”

Jun Moxiao was very happy, and finally he didn't have to be in the same boat as Mu Su.

Before embarking, the places were reassigned. Jun Moxiao swapped seats with the transparent bridge.

By no means to average IQ.

After 100 meters from the shore, the wooden boat gradually turned to the left front. until the bow of the ship points straight to the east.

What followed was a quiet and boring journey. It's just that the boat behind didn't think so, and after half an hour of sailing, there began to be a faint quarrel over there.

At the same time, at the end of the line of sight, mist appeared on the surface of the sea.

Compared to the first panic, everyone was much calmer and more in the mood to observe the foggy sea area.

With the fog as the boundary, a dividing line appears between the offshore sea and the sea of fog. On this side of the dividing line, the Dead Sea is slightly rippling. It's lifeless, but there's always the sound of the waves.

On the other side, the dark abyss-like waters are calm and unwavering, and a quiet mist covers the sea.

It belongs to another world.

As they approached, the boat that followed them became more and more commotionous. Apparently the first time I saw the mist over there.

Jun Moxiao inexplicably had a sense of superiority, even his waist straightened a little, and he turned his head to look behind him, but saw Mu Su on the boat next to him looking at him with a mocking smile. The look in his eyes seems to say: I know all about your thoughts.

He blushed and turned to sit stiffly.

"You say...... How deep is this water...... "Smelling the fragrance lies on the edge of the boat, stretches out his palm, touches the sea with his fingertips, and rows across the dividing line with the boat."

Mu Su replied casually: "You might as well ask what is in this water." ”

"Huh?!" Wen Xiang was so frightened that he retracted his hand, a little coquettish: "Is there something in it......"

"The temple is small and the demon is windy, and the pool is shallow and the king is eight. It's at least a few kilometers down here, do you believe that there's nothing? ”

"Is it a fish or a ......"

Mu Su shrugged: "Who knows, it's dark down there, I'm afraid it's not just a casual play." ”

In view of the fact that what Mu Su said was somewhat credible, neither the Transparent Bridge nor the Blazing God spoke out to defend it. This undoubtedly fueled his arrogance, and he shouted that he was going to tell a story.

Transparent Bridge suddenly raised his eyebrows: "If you are not honest, tell Karen's address." ”

It worked better than anything else, and Mu Suden covered his mouth and made a zipper motion.

"Ah......? Are you talking about me? The sleepy-eyed Karen looked up.

The interlude passed, and silence returned to the skies over the boat.

In the silence, in the mist, two ships were juxtaposed. The trail is silent, and there are ripple marks outward.

The transparent bridge acts as a guard. Every once in a while, scan around to see if there is any presence in the surrounding area that accelerates the decline of sanity.

Another boat may have followed, but they couldn't see it anymore. Mist shrouded the surroundings, and visibility was less than fifty meters.

Mu Su, who couldn't be idle for a moment, took out the latch and paddled boringly.

Drift forward in silence. Feeling idle, the transparent bridge held his chin and subconsciously set his eyes on the latch that was scratching in the water of Musu, and moved with it.

Until—

Mu Su, who was slippery on his hand, didn't grasp it steadily, and the door latch slipped into the water, and it disappeared without even splashing.

"Boom ......" An irrepressible voice came from the transparent bridge's voice, the corners of her lips pulled slightly, and her eyes were slightly curved with a smile.

Then I saw Mu Su staring at the dead fish.

The smile faded slightly, and Transparent Bridge said, "You won't blame me, right?" ”

"......" Mu Su looked like he had been seen through and pulled the Tomie axe out of his waist.

[Let's cut something!] 】

Amid the cheers of the Tomie axe, Mu Su picked it up and leaned out of the edge of the boat.

"You want to use an axe to get the latch up?" Transparent Bridge asked curiously, following Mu Su's way of thinking, she thought of this possibility.

"You didn't wake up, did you?" Mu Su looked at the idiot in his eyes, and shook the Fujiang axe in his hand: "Take the axe to catch the latch?" Can you give me a try? ”

[Mu Su Mu Su, I'm a little dizzy]

The corners of the transparent bridge's lips twitched, and after calming down slightly, he asked, "Then what are you going to do?" ”

Mu Su re-probed the outside of the boat and used the Tomie axe to carve a latch on the side of the ship where the latch fell: "The latch fell from here, as long as I carved the mark on the boat, I can find it when I go into the water after the shore to fish." ”

“……”

The transparent bridge wants to speak and stop, and stops talking and wanting. In the end, I could only watch Mu Su finish carving triumphantly and put the Tomie axe back to his waist.

Never mind. He didn't want to jump into the sea to find what was already the best outcome.

The transparent bridge comforted itself and looked around to check the surroundings.

When I looked ahead, my sanity suddenly changed.

Not a sharp decrease, but a ...... The rate of decline in sanity is rising.

What's going on?

The first thing she thought about was if she had met another player. And then, the hull of the ship shook violently, and she was discouraged.

The other boat was the same, as if it had hit something, sending ripples from the bottom of the water.

Or dozing off, or cutting out of the game, the rest of the people woke up, looked around in a panic, and then fell on the transparent bridge lying on the bow of the boat, reaching out to touch.

Short hair hangs down, and the Dead Sea is not reflected. The palm of the transparent bridge plunged into the cold water and slowly descended, and when her wrist was about to sink in, she felt the hard object.

It's rocks.

"What did you touch?" Wenxiang asked in a low voice, and she saw that the transparent bridge arm was sluggish.

"Rocks." The transparent bridge exhaled, propped up and looked ahead.

The sea of fog is still dead. No shadows loom in the mist.

She thought for a moment, slowly moved to the bow of the boat, and put her feet under the water.

"Wait for ......" smelled the fragrance anxiously, and was about to speak out to dissuade him.

I saw that Wenxiang had already stepped on the water with both feet, and her hands were slowly stretched out to the sides to maintain balance.

Her body completely left the wooden boat and stood in the water.