N is one of the five Nordic countries, because there are many coastal islands, so it is also known as the country of ten thousand islands.

"Damn, that guy asked me to come over without telling me exactly where it is, and where am I going to find it when it's so big?"

This man with an oriental face is none other than Yang Yan, who came directly after saying goodbye to Zhou Hanyun and a few girls from the English side.

N, because of its special geographical environment, is known as the road to the north.

What Yang Yan is looking for now is exactly such a road.

Because he's going to find Hela, the bastard's sister of Fenrir.

That's the guy's condition -

I want Yang Yan to soak his sister!

That's right!

Fenrir's damn guy is going to let himself soak his sister, Hela, the goddess of death.

When Yang Yan thought of this, he felt a burst of complaints in his heart.

But complaining and complaining, since the agreed matter, of course he has to be willing to gamble and lose, even if he is unwilling, he must do it.

No, he's just looking for where Hela is.

Besides, Yang Yan's own conditions for that guy in Fenrir were not simpler than this.

Whenever he thought of this, his heart finally balanced a little.

"Grandma, that Fenrir guy doesn't even know where his sister is, so he's embarrassed to let himself come?"

Yang Yan had already released his divine sense to the extreme, almost covering a radius of ten kilometers including the island, but unfortunately he still found nothing.

Since Fenrir has given him the task of soaking in that goddess of death, whether he can make it or not, he must find her first!

However, Hela is classified as an evil god, so many people want her life.

Naturally, her whereabouts are very secretive and difficult to find.

It's no wonder that Fenrir would take out this task to embarrass Yang Yan.

Yang Yan has been here for two whole days.

Except for the discovery of the island, no clues were found.

It's not good to let Xiaocao and them help in this matter, so they can only figure out their own way.

After looking around the island and finding nothing, Yang Yan squatted on the beach and lit a cigarette, falling into deep thought.

Yang Yan knew that Fenrir's guy let him go to Hella actually had another meaning, that is, to let himself save that woman.

Legend has it that Hela was sealed here by someone sent by Odin.

Either Fenrir or Jörmungard could go near the seal.

As for finding others, I'm afraid these two notorious idiots simply don't have the right candidates.

So, taking this opportunity, this guy let himself come.

In Fenrir's words, it's okay to let yourself save your wife, right?

Of course, there is no problem with this...... That's weird!

That idiot doesn't look at how many women he has now!

Moreover, if their woman is a person of this world, some people are not good at seizures.

If he gets this goddess of death home to be a woman, hehe, congratulations!

Zhuge Wushuang, Mu Chengcheng, Gongsun Ruyan, and a Qi Wutong, it is strange that these women don't tear him apart.

Therefore, Yang Yan is very entangled now!

He could see that Fenrir loved his sister Hela very much, so he took this opportunity to save people.

Hey, forget it!

It's useless to think so much?

I have to rescue this woman first to be real.

As for the rest, we'll talk about it later!

Now the problem is, I can't find the seal!

Yang Yan smoked cigarettes one after another, but his perception had completely covered the entire island.

"Young man, what are you doing here?"

Just when Yang Yan was still extending his divine sense, searching this place inch by inch, an old man wearing a fishing suit came to him and asked suspiciously.

"I came to travel, but I couldn't find a place to play, so I squatted here for a while. ”

When he came here, Yang Yan had already adjusted his language to keep pace with the local people.

So there are no communication problems.

"Travel, what's so interesting about this nameless island? Those tourists are going to the big island over there!"

The old man asked with some confusion.

He was very surprised that Yang Yan could speak this authentic language.

The accent, in particular, is exactly the accent of the locals.

Judging from Yang Yan's early twenties, this situation can only occur if he has lived here since he was a child.

But he had an Asian face.

"No way, I just don't like to be busy. Seeing that they were all gone over there, I didn't want to go there. ”

"Also, I just wanted to come over and see how people live here, so I came. ”

Yang Yan said with a smile as he handed the old man a cigarette.

Hearing his explanation, although the old man felt a little strange, he did not continue to suspect anything.

After all, this kind of maverick will always meet one or two.

What's more, there really isn't much to worry about on this small island.

"I wonder if this gentleman is interested in going out fishing with him? I'll go out and come back in the evening!"

The old man took Yang Yan's cigarette, lit it with a smile and took a puff, and then proposed.

"Okay, is this okay? Won't I interfere with your fishing?"

Yang Yan said with interest.

I've been looking here for two days, and his mood is getting more and more irritable, so I'm just looking for some fun to adjust.

"It's okay, let's go! Anyway, the fish I catch are all small fish, and it doesn't take much process. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he walked directly towards a small boat on the side.

The fishing industry here is well developed.

But again, except for a short month or two, fishing is not allowed for the rest of the time.

It happens to be a fishing moratorium.

"Sir, isn't it a fishing moratorium, and why are you still risking your risk to go fishing?"

Yang Yan looked at the old man and asked with some confusion.

He knew very well that these old fishermen knew the importance of the fishing moratorium better than he did.

"There is no way, something happened at home, and the food was used for money. ”

"If I don't come out to get some food, I'm afraid my family won't be able to survive. ”

The old man said calmly.

"Uh- sorry. ”

Yang Yan said softly.

"It's okay, but you're right, it's a fishing moratorium, so I'm not going to fish here with much fanfare. ”

The old man took out his fishing tools and came out before continuing:

"Man, don't be greedy. In the most difficult times of life, these fish give us hope for life, so we also have to reciprocate. ”

The old man's fishing tools were not fishing nets, but strange fishing rods.

He put a small net over these poles, gently lowered them into the sea, and then sat down on the side, and smoked the remaining half of the cigarette in one go.

(End of chapter)