"That does seem to be the case."
Lying on a beach chair nearby in a bikini, Jiaye nodded thoughtfully, "But that's not entirely correct. Sword Without End wasn't born an orphan, his father died along the way, drank a sip of iced tea at the construction site and couldn't make it through; he died on the spot."
"I've heard a saying before."
Chen Yi, not sure what he was thinking of, casually took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, "There are two types of poor people who are the most likely to turn things around. Do you know which types they are?"
"The ones who endure hardships and work hard?"
"No, the first kind are those who are cold-blooded and heartless, and the second are orphans."
Jiaye blinked in confusion and swung her legs onto Chen Yi's beach chair, "Why is that?"
Then she took out a bottle of sunscreen from her bosom and passed it over.
"Could you help apply the sunscreen?"
"Sure."
Chen Yi sat up straight on the beach chair, placing Jiaye's long legs in his lap, scooped up a bit of sunscreen from the bottle and started applying it while he casually spoke, "The person's argunt goes like this."
"It's not that poor people can't earn money, it's that they earn money but can't save it. Often, just when they manage to save a little, ten or twenty thousand, enough to do sothing with."
"At that ti, it's either their parents falling sick or a relative having an ergency and needing to borrow money."
"In short, it's like life is deliberately watching the small amount you have in your pocket, and the mont you have so savings, your family suddenly needs money."
"It forces you to spend that money, so your pocket ends up empty again, and after working hard for several years, you end up at year's end with no progress."
"At that ti, if you're a cold-hearted person, you can keep the money to yourself, watching your relatives or siblings die from illness right before your eyes because they can't afford treatnt, or if you're an orphan, you simply don't have to worry about these issues."
"This way, you at least have the capital to turn things around, instead of a sickness breaking your bank."
"..."
Jiaye frowned slightly in dissatisfaction, "What kind of rationale is that? It seems a bit far-fetched, and isn't that just too cold-blooded? Wouldn't you rather be without great wealth than watch your own family die before your eyes?"
"That's true."
Without arguing, Chen Yi carelessly stood up and stretched, handing the sunscreen back to Jiaye, "I just rembered soone else bringing up this viewpoint a while ago and felt sowhat reflective when I thought of it just now."
"I'm going to check out the sea bottom."
"ssage if you need anything."
With that,
he walked straight toward the sea without stopping.
As soon as his feet touched the water, he felt a trendous lifting force, much stronger than the normal buoyancy of water, giving him the feeling he could freely float or sink in the ocean.
Even walking on the surface of the sea posed no problem.
Chen Yi lit a cigarette and slowly walked deeper into the sea; the water had reached a depth of about a ter, deep enough to drown a person.
In fact, for soone who can't swim, even a few dozen centiters of water can be deadly.
In the sea, a person is completely powerless, unable to stand upright even if their feet can touch the bottom.
Unless both hands and feet can touch the ground, there is a risk of drowning.
Yet in such deep water, Chen Yi walked as naturally as if he were on solid ground.
The next second—
'Instakill Clan!'
Chen Yi activated the title he had just acquired, and in the blink of an eye, his running speed soared to dozens of tis the speed of sound, hurtling toward the deepest part of the Blue Star ocean!
This title significantly enhanced his running speed.
It was even faster than the speed of a sled.
...
About half an hour later.
Chen Yi stopped at a calm stretch of sea, just at the juncture of day and night.
The sun had set, and the sunlight was no longer visible.
But the sky was not completely dark yet, still retaining a hint of light; the sky and the sea seed to rge into one deep blue color. The sea where he was had gentle waves, and overall, it looked rather tranquil.
No ships were in sight.
Appearing in such an environnt, it felt extrely desolate and brought an overwhelming sense of loneliness.
If Li Bai had the chance to co here, perhaps the legacy of Tang poetry would not be limited to the widely circulated three hundred poems.
Chen Yi didn't linger in this feeling for long; instead, he let himself plumt into the deep sea like a heavy weight.
This is the Mariana Trench.
Located in the Pacific Ocean.
It's said to be the deepest place on Blue Star, with the deepest part of the seafloor currently explored being more than ten thousand ters. This depth far surpasses the height of Mount Everest.
In the depths of over ten thousand ters, there is absolute darkness, extrely low oxygen content, and trendous pressure.
This is a depth that humans have yet to reach.
When the depth reaches over ten thousand ters, the pressure of the ocean is like that of the Southern Heavenly Gate's weight pressing on a fingertip; any submarine would be crushed to a sheet of paper at this depth.
The creatures that can survive at this depth are far beyond ordinary.
Soon,
Chen Yi had reached a depth of 6000 ters. The Sea God's Boots allowed him to ignore the pressure, breathe freely underwater, and significantly improve his visibility while in the ocean.
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