“My fellow townsfolk!”
“Think about it—when have we ever done anything to harm your interests?”
“Even if there really is a Sea God, is a deity who vents its anger on everyone just because one person kicked over a sacrifice truly worth our faith?”
“Rather than the Sea God, it is better to believe in the Whale God!”
“How many tourists have come because of the Whale God over the years? How much revenue has that generated for us?”
“What was life like in Huanggang twenty years ago, and what is it like now?”
“Everyone, this is just a normal change in the weather!”
“I promise you! In three days, the storm will definitely recede!”
“If it hasn't, I will personally take responsibility for everyone's losses during this time!”
Inside the Command Center.
Mr. Huang spoke eloquently, putting on an air of earnest persuasion.
The people below looked at one another, but no one moved.
Seeing this, Mr. Huang continued.
“There are vehicles at the door. We will see that all the elderly are sent home safely.”
Still, no one moved.
“For those who go home, everyone will receive ten eggs.”
Hearing this, some of the elderly finally felt a stir of interest.
Seeing the opening, Mr. Huang upped the ante.
“For the first fifty people, I'll add another ten!”
...
The storm lasted for two days before finally, slowly, coming to a halt.
Yin Yang returned to the boat with Canned Food.
He could sense that the ocean had been appeased.
This meant the man in the suit had indeed been sacrificed to the Sea God, albeit not publicly.
When the fishermen saw Yin Yang, they approached him with great enthusiasm.
“Wang Yang, can we hold a sacrifice today?”
Yin Yang shook his head.
“For the time being, I cannot offer sacrifices to the Sea God.”
“Huh?”
“Why not?”
The fishermen grew anxious. It was hard to go from luxury back to frugality.
This was especially true for those who had followed the sacrifices before and reaped a bountiful harvest.
Yin Yang sighed and spoke.
“Because I need to deliver the lost souls of the sea.”
When Yin Yang said this, the fishermen were confused.
“Deliver them?”
“Yes.”
Yin Yang pointed toward the ocean before them.
“There are lost souls in the ocean, still suffering the agony of their deaths. I must set them free.”
Hearing this, the surrounding fishermen fell silent.
They were all people of the sea who had grown up on the coast; they inevitably had friends or relatives who had met with accidents.
Hearing that Yin Yang wanted to deliver those people, their emotions became complicated.
“Does... does it cost money?”
Someone in the crowd suddenly spoke up. Yin Yang thought for a moment before replying.
“If you have someone you wish to deliver, you can buy some meat yourself and bring it here. Then, silently recite their names. I will handle the rest.”
Upon hearing this, a few people in the crowd left quietly to buy sacrifices, while the others returned to their boats to prepare for sea.
There was no other way; compared to ritualizing the dead, they needed to look after the living.
Yin Yang waited on the shore. Before long, the fishermen returned carrying blood sacrifices. Yin Yang put on his mask and began to dance.
The fishermen stood quietly behind Yin Yang, their hearts silently reciting those names.
A few minutes later, the sacrifices turned to ash and dissipated.
Yin Yang took off his mask and nodded to the men.
“They have been released.”
Hearing this, the fishermen showed relieved smiles. After bidding Yin Yang farewell, they one by one set out to sea.
Yin Yang also returned to his boat, feeling the spiritual energy rising within him.
‘If I continue at this speed, I’ll be able to consume the potion in another two months.’
Yin Yang was very satisfied with his current progress, and he subsequently set out to sea.
...
The next morning, the fishermen returned.
Their harvest was much smaller, returning to their usual levels.
The fish mongers looked disappointed at the sight.
Not long after, Yin Yang also returned with his boat.
Before Luo Yu could even board, the fishermen who had bought sacrifices jumped onto the deck, looking at Yin Yang with excitement.
“I dreamed of my grandfather last night. He looked just like he did back then. He told me to pass on his thanks to you.”
The fisherman’s eyes were filled with tears as he bowed to Yin Yang, struggling to contain his emotion.
“Thank you. Thank you for letting my grandfather find peace.”
The other fishermen also thanked Yin Yang one after another, handing him their catches as they spoke.
Yin Yang did not refuse. He sold them directly to Luo Yu, exchanging them for bricks just as before.
“I am only doing what I should.”
Yin Yang’s smile was gentle.
He was already the center of attention at the docks. With so many people gathered around him now, he drew even more eyes.
Luo Yu listened, looking at Yin Yang with a complicated expression.
“Delivering souls?”
“Yes. If you have a need, you can bring some meat sacrifices tomorrow morning. I can help you.”
“Thank you.”
Luo Yu opened the fish hold. Looking at the full hold, he didn't seem very interested, as if lost in thought.
He still bought Yin Yang’s fish at a high price. The crates of fish made his peers incredibly envious, especially the fish monger who had almost boarded the boat that day; his teeth were nearly ground to dust.
Fish were scarce now. With the storm from the previous two days preventing them from going out, fish prices had skyrocketed.
For Luo Yu to get so many fish at a time like this was practically like picking up free money. Who wouldn't be envious?
Just as Yin Yang was about to get off the boat and head to shore, an incredibly powerful will suddenly descended upon him.
Yin Yang was pinned to the spot, unable to move an inch.
【I need sacrifices! I need believers!】
This will was incredibly overbearing. Yin Yang recognized it instantly—it was the Sea God!
Yin Yang’s soul strength was very high. To be a bit arrogant, even an ordinary Demigod’s soul wasn't as strong as his!
Yet even so, he felt waves of dizziness from the impact of this massive will.
【I need sacrifices! I need believers!】
The Sea God repeated it, the voice echoing relentlessly in Yin Yang’s mind, as if trying to brand the words into the depths of his soul.
Yin Yang’s nose began to bleed, but his voice remained calm.
‘That is your business. What does it have to do with me?’
The Sea God’s will grew even more powerful, dragging Yin Yang directly into a world of consciousness.
When Yin Yang ‘opened his eyes,’ he was in the middle of a vast ocean.
He stood upon the seawater, and beneath the surface was a boundless dark shadow!
Compared to that shadow, Yin Yang was as small as a grain of dust.
【I need sacrifices! I need believers!】
The Sea God repeated it again, the entire world shaking from its voice.
Yin Yang frowned deeply.
Something was wrong with this Sea God!
It kept repeating that one sentence. It didn't seem like a high-dimensional deity at all, but rather like an empty shell driven by nothing but instinct.
“Is communication impossible?”
Yin Yang’s voice was cold. The Sea God continued to repeat itself.
The next moment, eyeballs began to open across the ‘surface’ of the sea!
It was as if what Yin Yang was standing on wasn't the surface of the water, but the skin of some creature.
Rustle, rustle.
The eyeballs rotated on the surface of the sea, eventually all focusing on Yin Yang. The sheer eeriness of it made his skin crawl.
【We need sacrifices! We need believers!】
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