Chapter 983: Turtle Empire (1/2)

The second row was very small, only consisting of 20 tiny marble-sized spheres. They were the bone tree fragments. Only he had them. As for the Seamstress, she showed no more interest in them, saying she had better methods now.

On top of that, the third row consisted of Blood Essence Crystals, more than a couple thousand. Even though he had been using them to train daily, their numbers still accumulated a lot, especially since he destroyed all the bone trees in the end. Also, with the bone trees dead, the rope bridges now lost their anchor, collapsing into the cloud layer below one after another.

After these three items, Krune held a bottle that the Seamstress had created using her expertise, layering its interior with coral while ensuring it retained its flexibility. It had a capacity of five liters and was filled to the brim with his Healing Extract in a concentrated form.

During emergencies, this would allow him to survive. As it was a concentrated Healing Extract, five liters were enough for him to last almost a year. Instead of carrying the bulky meat, this was hundreds of times better.

Finally, there was the pair of Whale Tooth knives that he now only used for culinary purposes. There were numerous packets in the backpack consisting of containers made from the Rope Bush wood, containing spices that he had harvested from the abundance of the Secondary Landmass.

The place with the Great Dipper was rich in all types of flora and mineral resources. So, Krune managed to obtain everything he would ever need from them. Sadly, he only had the guts to do so after obtaining an active ability and managing to kill all the Mutants and the Kings of the place.

The dishes they had over the past two months were the tastiest, enough for him to become a foodie once again. It ignited his fighting spirit as a spiritual chef once again. There were also some clothes that the Seamstress had stitched for him.

They were made from the Rope Bush King's rope and were of stellar quality. When she was bored, she made dresses for him, forcing him to try all of them out. Since he dared not leave them behind, Krune stuffed all of them into the bag.

There were also around ten rods placed at the bottom of the backpack. They were made from coral and contained a tremendous reserve of heat that she had infused into them. All Krune had to do was supply them with a bit of energy for them to release the heat.

She had gifted him that so that he could start a fire easily while cooking in the future. Krune had similarly infused his cold energy in her corals, following the method she had instructed him with. He had similarly infused them to the brim.

The Seamstress was planning to use them as air conditioning if she was trapped in any hot places. And, one coral was enough to last a year of continuous use. So, they were a lot. They were preparing in such a manner because they knew very well that they would be separated once they reached Layer 2.

With that, Krune sheathed his Whale Tooth Sword on his hip and slung around his hip 10 Frozen Cylinders and 10 Exploding Cylinders. He didn't take any more with him since they would just drag him down.

As for the arrows and bow that they had created before, they no longer used them. Both of them now possessed powerful projectile capabilities thanks to their active abilities, making a bow and arrow almost useless.

Krune had quite a few long-ranged abilities thanks to his Neon Radiance. So, he only took with him what he felt would help him.

Now ready, Krune looked at his coral house, the one the three of them had stayed within for almost 18 years. He patted it once, unwilling to destroy it since he shared a lot of memories with it. Finished with his farewell, he boarded their ship, leaving the Secondary Landmass for good.

Krune and the Seamstress took turns to control the ship, using the remaining time to either rest or teach Solare about things he had to take care of.

”Here, take this,” Krune said, handing over the whistle he had made. ”This whistle calls this boat to you whenever you need it. I have trained them quite well. Whatever you wish to do with them next, I won't tell you otherwise.”

”Thanks, uncle!” Solare beamed in giddiness as he laughed while looking at the whistle. ”Aunty gave me a coral sword while you gave me this. It almost feels like…”

His voice turned slightly hoarse as he continued, ”You two are planning to leave me.”

”That is true.” Krune nodded as he gazed at the ceiling once, explaining, ”There are four layers to this world. And, this layer, Double Ocean is Layer 3. The Seamstress and I will be heading over to Layer 2 next. It's just another brutal place filled with slaughter and without any people. You have already lived in solitude for 18 years. So, have some fun now, mingle among your peers, make friends, and live your life to the fullest.”

”But, I'll miss you…” Solare said as tears streamed out of his eyes.

”If you wish to see us again, head to Layer 2. Though, there's no guarantee we would still be there,” Krune shook his head as he replied. ”Unlike you, we aren't part of this world. We belong to what is called the God Realm, an almost infinite landmass in the universe.”