Sequence Ocean Survival: Awakening God-Tier Sequences at the Start

Chapter 385 Space Transport, One Trip is Worth a Month's Worth of Yours

Early the next morning.

Lu Sheng stood alone at the highest point of Dengxian Island without anyone by his side.

As dawn broke, the sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, blew across his clothes, making them flutter loudly. He took a deep breath and raised his right hand.

Gray, regular fluctuations spread out from the palm.

He grabbed the space in front of him and kneaded it like dough.

hum!

A massive spatial rift tore open in mid-air. On the other side of the rift lay the dark graveyard of warships on the outskirts of the Old God Abyss.

"Stay calm."

Lu Sheng squinted, his hands moving as if carrying an extremely heavy object. Beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.

A distance of 30 billion light-years—even for a Spirit Saint, spatial folding isn't something he can easily accomplish. Last time he returned, he operated it from inside a warship, teleporting himself and the ship together, which was relatively easy.

But what he's about to do is even more outrageous.

He intends to move the ancient warship wreckage from the outer perimeter of the Old God Abyss directly back to Earth through spatial rifts.

"Come!"

Lu Sheng suddenly pulled.

The gravity of the Devouring Furnace rushed through the spatial rift and clung tightly to the nearest ancient warship wreckage.

Although only half of the warship remained, its size was still terrifying. Just pulling it into the spatial rift made Lu Sheng's arm turn bright red, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged out.

Rumbling--

The warship was forcibly pulled out of the crack and crashed onto the sea outside Dengxian Island, sending up waves dozens of meters high. The seabed silt was overturned, and murky seawater surged in all directions.

The monks who were carrying materials in the distance were all stunned. They dropped what they were carrying, and no one picked it up.

A piece of dark gold metal debris, larger than half of the Immortal Ascension Island, appeared out of thin air on the sea surface. As soon as it sank into the water, the surrounding sea level collapsed.

"The Lord is moving things..." Dao Yi stood at the edge of the square, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit a fist.

A Spirit King realm cultivator nearby muttered under his breath, "Moving things? Is this what you call moving things? He practically dragged half the moon over here!"

Lu Sheng ignored the chaos below. He wiped the sweat from his brow and continued operating.

The second piece.

The third piece.

The fourth piece.

With each piece pulled over, a massive, dark mass appeared on the sea surface. The seawater was squeezed out of its place, the tides were thrown into chaos, and waves crashed directly against the outer walls of Dengxian Island.

He hauled seven pieces of warship wreckage over in one go before stopping. The spatial rift slowly closed and disappeared.

Lu Sheng gasped for breath, shaking his aching wrists. Nearly 30% of his spiritual energy had been depleted.

Spatial folding and teleportation spanning 30 billion light-years is something even a Spirit Saint cannot use without limit. Every operation consumes spiritual energy at an alarming rate. Back when he was at the Spirit Venerable realm, he wouldn't have even dared to dream of it.

"Seven pieces. That should be enough for Consort Luo to keep busy for a while."

Lu Sheng looked at the dark mass of metal wreckage on the sea and nodded. Seven pieces of armor from an ancient warship—if Dao Yi and his team were to drag this out, it would take until next year.

"The Way is One!"

Dao Yi recovered from his shock and came running over excitedly. He lost one shoe while running, and didn't even notice that he was barefoot on the metal floor.

"Yes, yes, yes! My Lord!"

"Take all of these to the forging workshop. Have Luo Tianfei arrange for people to cut and forge them. I want to add another layer of armor to the Earth's outer perimeter within ten days."

"Ten days?" Dao Yi nearly bit his tongue. He glanced back at the seven "small mountains" on the sea, his expression as painful as someone constipated. "My lord, each piece of these remains is larger than a mountain; the time required for cutting and forging—"

"I don't care. If there aren't enough people, we'll add more. If there isn't enough equipment, we'll build more. Don't you have more than thirty Spirit King realm cultivators? Let them all do the hard labor. And those in the Spirit Emperor realm shouldn't be idle either; if they can move bricks, they should move bricks."

Dao Yi's face was full of bitterness, but he didn't dare to utter a single word in rebuttal. The master said ten days, and that meant ten days. If he couldn't deliver on his promise by then, he would be the one to be punished.

"Yes! I'll arrange it right away!"

After Dao Yi ran away, Lu Sheng stood there for a while, and after his spiritual energy had recovered most of its strength, he raised his hand again.

hum.

The second spatial rift opened.

He continued moving.

All morning, Lu Sheng did only one thing—work as a porter.

By noon, the sea surrounding Dengxian Island was piled high with the wreckage of more than twenty ancient warships. A vast, dark mass of debris made the entire island appear from above to be encircled by a giant iron mass.

The marine life in the nearby waters was terrified and fled. Several mutated sharks that had been patrolling in the shallows desperately plunged into the deep sea, not daring to even turn their heads back.

Exhausted, Lu Sheng sat down on the square, leaning against a pillar. He took out a crystal from his storage space, popped it into his mouth, and crunched it to replenish his spiritual energy.

Li Xiaoyao ran over carrying a bowl of hot soup, but in his haste, he spilled half of it.

"My lord! Have some hot water!"

Lu Sheng took the bowl and gulped it down in one go. Not a few scraps of meat remained at the bottom.

"Have the metal analysis results come back yet?"

Li Xiaoyao squatted down to the side, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"It's out. Lady Luo Tianfei said she can identify 70% of the main components of this metal. But the remaining 30% is a rare element that we've never seen before; it's completely unavailable on Earth. It's not even recorded in the Cleaner Alliance's database."

"So, it can't be copied at all?"

"We can't replicate the original. But Lady Luo Tianfei said that by using the Scavenger Alliance's Starry Sky Alloy as a base and mixing in the Spirit Source Metal extracted from sea beast bones, we can make a replica with about 50% strength. Although 50% is a bit weak, it's still much harder than the original defensive array when laid on the Earth's crust."

Lu Sheng thought for a moment. "Fifty percent is fine. It's better than nothing. Let her start mass production, produce as many as she can. I'll continue to bring the original ancient armor from the Old God Abyss, and the replicas will take over for now."

"yes!"

After Li Xiaoyao agreed, he hesitated for a moment, his expression as if he had eaten something hard to swallow.

"My lord, there is something else. I'm not sure if I should say it."

"explain."

"This morning when you were moving those wreckages, a few people in the cultivator camp were whispering among themselves, saying that the Lord was too autocratic, keeping all the good stuff for himself and not sharing it with everyone. They also said that we work ourselves to the bone every day moving bricks and materials, and all we get are a few crystals, not even enough to fill a tooth gap."

Lu Sheng paused for a moment while chewing the crystals.

"Who said that?"

"Uh...it seems to be one of the newest batch of cultivators. Among the survivors who drifted over from overseas last month, a few awakened their sequences. Their strength isn't much, but they have quite a temper. They haven't been here long and they're already making connections everywhere, complaining about this and that. The older cultivators can't be bothered with them."

Lu Sheng put the bowl on the ground and stood up.

"Take me to see it."

Li Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat.

That's it. Those idiots are in deep trouble. Having followed his master for so long, he knows Lu Sheng's temperament all too well. This man doesn't care what you say about him behind his back, but if you dare to question his decisions, the situation is completely different.

The monk camp is located in the eastern part of Dengxian Island.

Several rows of simple barracks built with star alloy stood neatly arranged. Spirit King realm cultivators stood guard at the entrance. Upon seeing Lu Sheng approach, the two guards immediately tensed, even their breathing becoming softer.

When Lu Sheng entered, dozens of cultivators were practicing in the barracks. Some were sitting cross-legged in meditation, some were practicing martial arts in a corner, and a few were huddled together exchanging insights.

Upon seeing Lu Sheng enter, everyone stood up in unison, their movements so synchronized it was as if they had been pulled on a string.

"My lord!"

Lu Sheng's gaze swept around and stopped on the three people in the corner.

They were three young people who looked to be in their early twenties. Two men and one woman, none of them possessed particularly strong auras; the strongest among them was only at the early stage of the Spirit King realm. They stood at the very back of the crowd, heads bowed, not daring to meet Lu Sheng's gaze, unsure of what to do with their hands and feet.

Several elderly cultivators nearby subtly moved to the sides, distancing themselves from the three.

Lu Sheng silently recited "Dragon Eye" in his mind.

Information about the three people instantly appeared before his eyes.

The tall, thin guy on the left is Zhao Kai, at the early stage of the Spirit King realm. His talent sequence is wind-based. His internal spiritual energy circulation is relatively stable, and his aptitude is above average.

The short, stout guy in the middle is Sun Yi, a peak Spirit Master. His talent sequence is earth-based. His cultivation progress is much slower than others of the same generation; he's the lazy type.

The woman on the right is named Lin Xiaoqing, and she's at the early stage of the Spirit King Realm. Her talent sequence is water-based. Her spiritual source purity is quite good; she has the best foundation among the three.

The three of them were considered to be of above-average strength on Earth, but they were far inferior to the real core members under Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng walked up to the three of them and stopped.

The barracks were so quiet that you could hear the sea breeze outside the walls.

"I heard you have some issues with my arrangements?"

Zhao Kai's face turned pale instantly, and his lips trembled twice.

"My Lord... my Lord, we didn't... we just chatted casually, that's not what we meant—"

"I don't care whether it's there or not," Lu Sheng interrupted him, his tone as indifferent as if he were commenting on the nice weather. "I just have one question for you. You drifted here from the sea, right?"

The three nodded.

"Before you came here, were you able to get enough to eat at sea?"

The three remained silent.

"Can I finally get a good night's sleep?"

Still, silence.

"Has anyone given you Origin Crystals to help you increase your strength?"

Zhao Kai lowered his head. Sun Yi turned his face away, not daring to look Lu Sheng in the eye.

Lu Sheng stared at them.

"I took you in, fed you, provided you with shelter, and gave you cultivation resources. The reason you are able to stand here alive and well is because I, Lu Sheng, am willing to support you."

He paused for a moment.

"How I use my things is none of your business."

These words weren't harsh; there was no outburst of anger or a show of force. But everyone in the barracks was taut with tension.

"You think I'm autocratic? Fine. The door's over there. Once you're off Ascension Island, the vast ocean is yours to roam. Let's see how many days you can survive out there without my protection."

After Lu Sheng finished speaking, it was as if all the air had been sucked out of the entire barracks.

Lin Xiaoqing was the first to give in. Her lips trembled a few times, her knees buckled, and she collapsed to her knees with a thud, her forehead hitting the metal floor.

"Lord! We were ignorant! We were wrong! Please don't send us away!"

Her voice trembled with tears. She had drifted at sea for three months, eating seaweed and drinking rainwater, and had almost been dragged into the deep sea by mutated sea monsters. She had finally reached Immortal Island, where she had a hot meal and a safe place to sleep. She would rather die than be driven away.

Zhao Kai and Sun Yi also knelt down, their foreheads pressed to the ground, not daring to breathe.

Lu Sheng looked at them kneeling on the ground without saying a word.

He didn't intend to pursue the matter further. These three were weak and inexperienced; a few complaints wouldn't warrant their deaths. He wasn't a man of indiscriminate killing, but the rules had to be clearly established.

After a few seconds, he turned and walked out.

He paused at the door but didn't turn around.

"Remember this: In this world, the weak have no right to complain about the strong. If you feel it's unfair, then fight your way to become stronger. When you have the strength to challenge me, then come and talk to me about fairness."

"Until then, work diligently and cultivate earnestly. If anyone continues to gossip, next time it won't be as simple as just saying a few words."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

The barracks were deathly silent.

All the cultivators lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

The three people kneeling on the ground didn't dare to raise their heads until Lu Sheng's footsteps completely disappeared at the end of the corridor. Zhao Kai's back was soaked with cold sweat, which felt icy cold against his skin.

An old cultivator in the mid-stage of the Spirit King realm walked over from the corner and kicked Zhao Kai.

"Serves you right. You're lucky the Lord didn't cripple you on the spot. From now on, keep your heads down, talk less nonsense and work more. Being alive is a blessing, and you're still being picky."

Zhao Kai opened his mouth, but didn't dare to say a word.

That evening, the three of them voluntarily went to Dao Yi to sign up and apply to join the night shift of the moving team.

Dao Yi glanced at them, said nothing, and approved it directly.