My different world is game mode.

bang-

On the sea, Lindsay pulled out a wooden block.

After using the source material to materialize it, and pieced it together to the edge of the ship board, the raft under their feet had a solid structure.

"Um……"

"There won't be some mysterious shark coming to bite my boat, right?"

While diverging his thoughts, Lindsay calculated his own source of energy consumption.

Although the effect of [Architecture and Materials Science] is powerful, its consumption is also quite exaggerated.

After two high-intensity uses, the wear and tear has been very severe.

Now that the area of ​​​​the ship has been expanded to about 20 square meters, which is completely sufficient, there is no need to continue to waste energy in the pursuit of comfort.

"So be it."

"Arazon, you can put your paintings away!"

Lindsay shouted to the one-armed painter, and Arazon naturally put away the raft he had drawn at the beginning.

As a result, there was a hole in the middle of the 20-square-meter ship plank exposing the sea water.

Alazon asked with some concern:

"Lindsay, I know you want me to save the sefirot."

"But such a big ship requires you to maintain it alone..."

Lindsay interrupted the painter's concern:

"Don't worry, I have the same ability as a craftsman creating something."

"As long as something is created, I don't need to consume the essence to maintain its operation."

Arazon's expression looked as ugly as if he had drank expired milk.

The painter simply climbed onto the raft and looked down at the ocean below. He began to wonder whether there was something wrong with his memory, or was there something wrong with Lindsay?

The young Wala Wala next to her was amused by this scene.

She approached Lindsay and wanted to push her shoulder as usual, but because her body was too petite, she only pushed her arm.

Wala Wala curled her mouth disdainfully:

"Tsk——"

"Lindsay, what should we do now? Go and rescue my body?"

"There is no reference point in this vast sea. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find the corresponding direction, right?"

Lindsay expressed her thoughts:

"Walawala, you fell from the dock into this world. We are also opening a passage in the blue zone. Although there are differences in location, the specific location should not be too far away."

"And didn't you say that you were sucked into a sea whirlpool? Then let's not control the movement of the ship, just follow the current."

After answering, Lindsay thought of more possibilities.

What if the vortex has disappeared and no longer causes water flow?

Doesn’t drifting along with the current become the wrong option?

Lindsay opened the [Music Score] thoughtfully and quickly found the classic BGM from "Pirates of the Caribbean".

“There’s nothing wrong with spending time recording music.”

"He's a Pirate"——brings a wind of freedom on the sea, inspiring the listener's heart and blowing to the place where people's hearts long for.

"The sea, wayfinding, direction..."

“This effect couldn’t be more suitable for the current situation!”

The sound of strings moves from far to near.

As the passionate melody unfolded, a ship with a black flag seemed to be sailing towards them amidst the music.

Arazon and Vala Vala looked at Lindsay at the same time.

Seeing each other wave, the two people understood that this was what Lindsay had created, and then they stopped worrying and began to enjoy the wonderful music.

At this time, Lindsay opened the map.

The sea in this psychedelic dream is endless, and there is nothing on the sea except natural air currents.

But under the sea, some marks can be seen frequently.

These marks are naturally feedback brought by marine life.

Some of them are marked in red and should be carnivorous predators, but most of them are neutral units marked in yellow.

Lindsay secretly speculated:

"Maybe there are very few humans in this world."

"So most fish have no reaction to humans..."

As he thought about it, Lindsay's thoughts began to diverge.

This operation of entering a psychedelic dream in a psychedelic dream.

In principle, parallel worlds are transferred to each other, but it inexplicably gives people a sense of déjà vu from Inception.

If you encounter danger again in this world, continue jumping to other worlds.

"Should I make a top and play with it?"

Then, an even more bizarre idea came to Lindsay's mind.

The psychedelic dream is undoubtedly a very special world, so the sea here...

"..."

Lindsay quietly turned her head and looked at her two companions.

Alazon was lying on the side of the boat, listening to the music and gazing at the sea below, as if he wanted to carve the scene in this psychedelic dream into his mind.

Wala Wala closed her eyes and tried to organize and think about the memories in her mind during the music.

Years of memories rushed in.

Even though she had established herself, sorting out her memories was still a troublesome task.

Seeing this scene, Lindsay felt a little guilty.

But now he really had nothing to do, so he had nothing to do, so he secretly took out a fishing rod decorated with vegetation and flowers.

"Well, this should be considered an investigation of psychedelic dreams."

"It's not about not doing your job properly."

thump--

The fish hook enters the water and makes a small sound.

It didn't even attract the attention of the other two people on board.

A few minutes later, Lindsay's fishing rod tilted down. He lifted the rod and pulled it up, and a small black fish fell into his hand.

[Marine fish: ink fish]

[Fish from a special world can be used as materials for making ink. 】

[Ordinary marine fish products have no value. 】

"Even if the world were to change, would the first thing that came up still be garbage?"

"But even the garbage is fish, not seaweed waste - the ocean judgment here is really a special terrain!"

Lindsay analyzed that this was a special fishing ground.

He put the ink fish in his bag and immediately threw out the second shot.

Wala Wala next to her noticed his movement at this moment, and immediately leaned over, her petite body unceremoniously sat in Lindsay's arms:

"Lindsay, you're fishing again!"

Lindsay put her chin on Wala Wala's head and gave her favorite reason:

"It's not like you don't know that fishing is also a way for me to increase my strength."

Wala Wala moved her body and adjusted to a comfortable position:

"Increase strength?"

"Then I will sit here and supervise you!"

Although he has inherited his memories, the young Wala Wala still has a childlike innocence and cuteness.

Lindsay nodded with a smile and continued drying.

After the first shot pulled out useless garbage, the second shot really paid off.

A wooden box as dark as obsidian was pulled up by him.

Lindsay opened it and took a look:

"A roll of manuscript paper, two bottles of ink, and this... Shadow Weave?"

This thing looks like yarn but not yarn, like mist but not mist.

Lindsay held it in her hand, and it felt cold to the touch, like a piece of silk cloth, and like quicksand, flowing gently on her fingertips. There are bits and pieces of black mixed in it, as if stars are stored in it.

[Material: Shadow Weave]

[The power of suffering destiny appears in a special state, which contains extreme sorrow; it can be used as materials to make props. 】

[Rare dream material, its value is undetermined because no one is trading it. 】

"..."

"Lindsay!"

Just when Lindsay was about to study the material.

Arazon's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and his tone became very nervous:

"I seem to have discovered something!"

Lindsay immediately stopped her movements and stood up with Wala Wala:

"what happened?"

The one-armed painter climbed up from the boat and pointed to the surrounding sea:

"Look at the sea around you!"

Lindsay looked around and found nothing.

[Puzzle Game] also does not provide dangerous information.

He wrinkled his eyebrows in confusion:

"Any questions?"

"There is a problem, it's just a very small change!" Arazon nodded seriously, "But I can use my ability as a painter to guarantee that the color of the sea water here is getting darker."

"This is definitely not a reaction to the sunlight, but some kind of intrinsic change in the sea water!"