Cramped room,

An unkempt teenager,

A shabby earth-colored shortshirt and shorts,

Huddled in the corner of the lower level of the small cabin, his slender arms wrapped around his legs, curled up in a ball, looking like a small snail from a distance.

The wooden windows that have been corroded by the sea all the year round have a burst of sea-fishy smell.

Outside the window, the sea shimmers with a faint blue light, reflecting through the wooden window into the ceiling of the room.

In my ears, the thunderous sound came from far to near, the closer and higher, the higher and louder, as if thousands of troops were rushing with a thunderous sound.

Then, the huge waves crashed violently against the hull of the ship, and a violent impact was transmitted from the hull to everyone in the cabin.

The "little snail" is like the delicious ingredients in the chef's iron pot, which is easily turned upside down and falls fiercely on the cold straw pile on the deck.

The mouth of the "little snail" seems to be cursing weakly for this bad weather,

Listening closer, in his chapped lips, he muttered faintly,

"I can't die... I can't die... Ling'er~Xiao'er~ Don't be afraid... My brother will definitely go to save you..... I can't die.... I can't die ....."

"Bang~" There was a muffled sound, as if something was there, with the crashing of the waves, through the broken wooden window, jumped into the room, and fell heavily on the floor.

The "little snail" followed the sound, a feeble glance

A small fish the size of a palm with a faint blue glow opened and closed its mouth forcefully, and stood helplessly on the deck of the cabin that smelled of sea.

The "little snail" unconsciously jumped into his mind with a thought that this is a fish that inhabits the sea area of Kakuko, called blueridge sea bream

Edible!

Edible!!

Edible !!

A hot hunger pang from the stomach instantly hit the brain of the "little snail".

The "little snail" uses both hands and feet, like a dexterous ape, quickly crawls over, one hand presses the slippery fish body, and the other hand quickly pulls into the position of the gills of the fish.

The "little snail" dragged the blue-ridged bream, and crawled back to the corner of the room covered with dried straw like a snail as the waves rose and fell.

The "little snail" hides in the straw pile, enduring hunger, and looks at the blue-ridged bream in his hand, and the blue glimmer on the blue-ridge seabream will quickly disappear after death.

This blue-ridged sea bream is very strange, and the place where the fish belly is still exuding a slight blue-gold color. Lin Lu pinched the belly of the blue-ridged snapper with his hand, and there seemed to be something hard in the belly of the fish.

Pull away the head of the fish, grab the gills and twist them vigorously, and then pull them hard, and the gills and internal organs are pulled out together.

Putting the blue-ridged sea bream in his arms, Lin Lu put the fish guts on one hand, and the other hand quickly groped, and then squeezed up a little from under the fish's stomach, and slowly, a simple bronze ring covered with green patina appeared on his hand.

With the faint blue light, the "little snail" looked at the bronze ring in his hand, the surface of the ring was slightly carved with a lot of hollow patterns, but the rust was mottled, and it was not very real, and the back of the ring was engraved with several mysterious words.

The faint blue-gold brilliance is emanating from the strokes of these mysterious words on the back of the ring.

"Haha, this is definitely a baby!" The "little snail" raised his eyebrows slightly, and thought of surprise.

Without thinking, the "little snail" tried the quaint bronze ring on each finger

"I'm only nine years old, and my fingers are still too small." "Little Snail" sighed and muttered to himself.

"Only when you wear it on your thumb does it barely fit"

"Put it on first, and put it away later, otherwise, if the ship's overseer sees it, it will definitely be taken away, and maybe you will be beaten." "Little Snail" sighed, disappointed.

After wearing the bronze ring, the "little snail" remembered the blue-ridged sea bream in his arms,

The burning hunger in his stomach began to hit his brain again, he was really hungry~~

The blue ridge sea bream is an ordinary fish produced in the horn light sea, feeding on seaweed, with strong reproductive ability and delicious flesh, but there are many fish bones, although the whole body emits a faint blue light, which is extremely beautiful, but it is not a precious fish species.

During the rolling season, when the seaweed in the water is swept to the surface, blueridge bream float to the surface in groups to feed.

At this time, if you look down from the sky, the entire sea is a dark blue, which is beautiful and spectacular.

"Damn, there are still so many bones in this blueridge snapper!" Because of the urgency of eating, the "little snail" inserted a fish bone in the gum of the upper row of back molars in its mouth.

The "little snail" licked vigorously with his tongue, but the fish bones did not move. I had to open my mouth wide and reach out to pull out the damn fish bone.

As the fishbones pulled out, a small stream of blood flowed down the finger and unconsciously onto the quaint bronze ring.

The surface of the bronze ring suddenly burst into a blue-gold glow.

By the light, the "little snail" could see clearly the pattern of the hollow carving on the surface of the ring: by the ancient tree, a pool of spring water gushed out, and it actually merged into a river, the river seemed to have fish and shrimp playing, and the river bank was verdant woods and endless fields, extending to the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and the river flowed back to the ancient trees after a week around the ring.

The carved spring water on the ring is gushing, the river is flowing, the leaves are swaying in the wind, and all the patterns seem to come to life.

This magical scene is too incredible for a nine-year-old child, the "little snail" holds its breath, but its heart jumps involuntarily.

This must be a Pokémon!

Before the excitement of the "little snail" could subside, the bronze ring on his finger disappeared as the blue-gold light faded.

In the corner of the small room, there was only darkness left, and the sound of the young heart of the "little snail" jumping.

There was another tidal wave, and the thunderous rush hit, and the "little snail" was once again like the ingredients in the pot, and after being turned upside down, it smashed heavily in place.

Subsequently, the icy sea water and water vapor poured in from the wooden window, mixed with the smell of the sea, which made the "little snail" completely sober up from the shock just now.

"Little Snail" involuntarily stroked the position of his thumb, and then sighed, he had to live stronger than losing a ring that looked magical, his father and mother were uncertain, he was demoted to slavery, and his brother and sister were still waiting for him to save him.

It was probably just a hallucination, or a joke that God had played on his poor man.

"Little Snail" is not a pessimistic person, but very optimistic and strong, otherwise, he would not have survived to this day. He understands where he is, and that there can be loss and sentimentality, but not in it.

After packing up his mood, "Little Snail" picked up the blue-ridged sea bream in his hand again, and this time he ate it very carefully, even the fish scales with the strongest fishy smell were not spared.

He... Want... Live... Under... Go!

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