In the wee hours of the morning, Linda woke up from a good and good sleep. She sleeps lightly and always wakes up early. From outside the small window, there was a faint glimmer of light, and she lay under the bed, staring silently.

The encouragement of the gods echoed in her mind, and although the ground was cold and hard, her heart was inexplicably warm. It was a great and gentle deity who inspired her in the world of dreams, like an old man full of wisdom, guiding her heart with philosophical words.

She remembered the happy childhood when the sky was blue and the water was clear, and she and her dear friends were running freely in the fields.

It was the happiest time, no one laughed at her, no one stayed away from her, and the cheerful and enthusiastic Linda won the unanimous love of her friends.

Then, her fate took a turn for the worse, and a strange illness haunted her like a devil. There are fewer and fewer friends who are willing to get close to her, until even the adults talk privately that her mother and the devil have fornicated in the night, and she is the child of the devil, born with the power of the devil.

However, Linda never hurt anyone. She tried hard to use her enthusiasm to get close to her former partner, but in exchange for fear and distance.

Since then, loneliness has swept over her. In the lonely and cold night, Linda cried countless times, and even she felt that she was a disgusting freak.

Until her father's death, all Linda's hopes dissipated, and she completely closed her heart, just like her face, willing to be a silent, stone figure.

"There are some landscapes that you will never appreciate if you don't stand on a high place, and there are some roads that you never know how blessed they are if you don't set off on them. ”

The words of the great gods echoed in her heart. Linda's lonely and indifferent heart was touched, and Lord Alice, who was a nobleman, was so kind and gentle to her. Together, they picked fruit in the Hurek forest and worked on the antidote in the workshop, full of laughter and lightness, which seemed to be the feeling of familiar—friends.

If I could summon up the courage to have a brave conversation with Alice, would she certainly encourage me and like me as she did when she spotted my smile?

I haven't felt like this in a long time.

Is this what it's like to be a long-awaited friend?

But how can an elegant nobleman and a lowly serf be friends?

Under the long-term inferiority complex and self-pity, Linda did not have much confidence in herself, and the Middle Ages had a strict class division, royalty, nobility, clergy, freedmen, serfs, and she was the lowest class.

"Hi Linda, we're running out of fruit. ”

It wasn't quite dark before there was a knock at the door. Alice, who was neatly dressed, pushed the door in with a smile: "Lock the door, we are going to Hurek Forest today to pick some more wild pears." It obviously has more juice than cherries and apples. ”

Linda's mood was infected by the smile, the corners of her mouth curled, and she nodded slightly.

......

Compared to the busy night, Qin Song during the day was a little bored, accustomed to the dark, and even the sunlight seemed to be very dazzling. Let Qin Song have a feeling of gradually 'gramming'.

There are also pottery urns that are getting narrower and narrower, and sooner or later they will not be able to accommodate its gradually growing body. Hiding in a dark corner and being a qualified mastermind behind the scenes is an inevitable outcome.

Damp caves, or dark and dangerous jungles, or dead people's graves, abandoned ruins, etc. For a soul from modern times, it is too gloomy and depressing, and it is not a good choice.

Well, there is one more place. Qin Song's gaze crossed the balcony, over the mountains and rocks, where there was a blue sea! There, there was gorgeous life, gentle sunlight, and a pleasant beach......

Hidden in the ocean, looking at the black stone collar from afar, you can not only pretend to be a ghost on land, but also make waves in the sea.

The Black Stone Fort is not far from the ocean, and the top of the mountain is a sloping coastal cliff, which is an insurmountable moat for people, but for Qin Song, who has flexible wrists and feet, it is simply a tailor-made staircase.

There is also the Lord of the Endless Tides, and there will always be a battle between him and Qin Song. It is wise to take precautions and occupy favorable resources and favorable terrain.

Thinking like this in his heart, Qin Song boldly climbed down from the balcony and landed in the grass under the castle. Tenacity and dexterity provided him with quick mobility, and he soon climbed to the top of the mountain.

Under the cliff, the snow-white waves continued to advance and collide, sprinkling out clusters of crystal clear, pearl-like mist, hazy and misty.

Jumping briskly into the icy and surging ocean, Qin Song's eight tentacles catapulted and started, along the rugged and desolate seabed, all the way forward.

The continental shelf is full of life, rich and diverse, with a variety of fish, shrimp and crabs shuttling among the magnificent corals, playing and feeding, and the sunlight shining through the water.

Qin Song indulged in his cruise, until he came to the edge of the continental shelf, the junction of the shallow sea and the deep sea.

After a long, steep descent, the deep sea comes into view. It's not completely dead here, it's alive too. For example, now, a vast submarine plain has appeared in the field of vision, with thousands of submarine hot springs towering, shaped like thick tree stumps, dotted with dots.

As far as the eye can see, it looks like a forest of large chimneys, with black jets of transpiring water erupting everywhere.

In this hydrothermal spring forest, everywhere you see are lumpy, fragmentary and flower-like substances, yellow-brown, mixed black, gray-white, blue-green, etc., most of which are sulfides, in addition to copper, zinc, manganese, cobalt, nickel, but also gold, silver, platinum and other precious metals, is a natural hydrothermal deposit, rich in content.

Similarly, the rise in water temperature caused by the hot springs has given birth to a large number of rare species, including surprisingly large red clams, sea crabs, blood-red tube worms, oysters, mussels, crabs, shrimps, and some dandelion-shaped polyids.

Even outside the hydrothermal vents, in the deep seabed of the desert, worms, starfish and anemones are present.

Even at the vents of hot vents, which exceed boiling temperatures, there are many bizarre, fluffy mollusks that inhabit secretion-made tubes, resembling polyps.

This hydrothermal spring forest is dozens of hectares in size and is flat and slightly undulating. Wandering in the hot spring forest, the warm sea water made Qin Song feel as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring, and suddenly a feeling was born in his heart, it was better to live here in the future, although it was a little darker, but at least it was very warm.

Then he swam aimlessly as if he were patrolling his territory.

Soon, he made a major discovery, a hill of blue-green minerals, mixed with many strange cylindrical and long strips, all fusiform in shape, lying reclining on the bottom of the sea.

It wasn't until Qin Song saw a half-buried circular rudder that he suddenly realized!

It's a shipwreck!

Qin Song swam over excitedly, scattered corpses, broken pottery, broken keels, and masts scattered all over the place. After carefully rummaging through it for a while, I finally had a surprise to find seven or eight large sealed boxes.

Shipwreck Treasure!

With a random slash, a large pile of round coins cemented together by the corrosive material scattered. Due to the dim light and the rust on the surface of the coin, it is not possible to distinguish whether it is a gold or silver coin.

The others were opened, and with the exception of three of them, which also contained coins, the rest were either badly corroded armor, tattered ivory, and pots and pots and jars.

Armor and ivory, after years of corrosion, are worthless. The pots and pots are basically empty, and the contents of them should have rotted a long time ago.

Only the piles of coins still have great value.

In Qin Song's memories of his previous life, in the ocean of the Age of Discovery, I don't know how many shipwrecks full of gold, silver and jewelry were buried.

At this moment, the lonely and dark seabed is like a glittering cornucopia!