Blending of Planes: I am leisurely farming

As Sean followed Elliot into the deep blue waters.

Among the colorful coral reefs on the seabed, a broken shipwreck quietly sank in the water, covered with seaweed and moss, becoming a safe haven for countless marine creatures.

Elliot patted Sean's shoulder gently and pointed to the inside of the big hole in the hull, indicating that his discovery was there.

Without further ado, the two swam towards their target in perfect sync.

As Sean investigated, he saw a rusty iron box lying half-hidden inside the hole in the hull. It was tied up with long seaweed and a corner of the box had sunk into the gap between the wooden boards and mixed with the reef.

At the same time, some lemon stones were scattered on the wooden boards around it, reflecting fluorescence in the sea water.

It seems that the lemonstone that Emily had in her hand before came from this box.

The two men looked at each other in the water and immediately decided to lift the wooden box together.

Elliot reached out to push the box, and the heavy weight and cold touch made him shudder.

Seeing this, Sean also joined in. Together, the two of them finally lifted the box slowly.

As they slowly rose, the sea water seemed to become heavier. Every inch of ascent was accompanied by a huge consumption of physical strength, and the oxygen was gradually unable to be maintained.

Looking at Elliot, who was gritting his teeth and holding on with a pale face, Sean secretly controlled the water flow to exert an upward force on the bottom of the box. Sure enough, Elliot's expression relaxed a lot and his ascent speed also increased.

Just as they were about to touch the water, Petra on the shore suddenly looked up at the sky. The sky seemed to lose its luster briefly in an instant. An ominous premonition surged in Petra's heart, and she had an urge to call Sean and Elliot to escape from here.

However, this thought was immediately interrupted by the cheers of Sean and Elliot as they surfaced. Elliot excitedly showed Petra their work: a box he held above his head.

Then it's time to enjoy the spoils.

On the beach, the three of them sat around the box and opened it with great anticipation.

The sunlight penetrated into the dusty space, and a statue made of unknown material in the box, lying among a pile of lemon stones, finally saw the light of day again.

Petra put on rubber gloves, carefully took the object out of the box and examined it in her hand.

The whole thing has the hardness of stone and the warmth of jade. The carved figure has a slender figure, a majestic yet compassionate face, and holds a trident in his hand, as if he can calm the waves of the four seas.

She was fascinated.

Elliot, who was waiting for Petra's appraisal results, used his reasoning as a novelist:

"So this must be a pirate ship that plundered treasure from somewhere else, and on the way back it ran aground on a reef when it encountered a storm. The box containing the treasure was corroded by the sea water for many years, and the chain broke. The lemonstone and other treasures in the box drifted along the ocean current and were accidentally discovered by Sean's friend."

"That's right." Sean completely agreed.

Just as they were immersed in the joy of discovery, the sky suddenly turned gloomy.

Dark clouds quickly gathered near the coast, brewing a storm. The seagulls that were at the buffet just now also felt the uneasy atmosphere and circled low in the sky, looking for a safe haven.

"This... this is a pattern I have seen in an ancient book! This might be the statue of the sea god worshipped by the dwarves!" Petra suddenly exclaimed.

"Do dwarves really exist? Could it be that this pirate ship sank because of the curse of the sea god?"

Elliot reacted quickly and seemed excited enough. After all, his experience was fantastic enough to give him a magical feeling that he was creating material for his novel.

"Let me see." Sean stretched out his hand and took the statue of Poseidon from Petra.

The moment his fingers touched the statue, a cold and strange feeling instantly spread throughout his body, as if invisible eyes were staring at him through the deep sea.

Sean's passive intuitive perception told him that this item was somewhat dangerous but still within his control.

"It seems that the origin of this thing is really not simple. It seems to carry some kind of curse. Fortunately, the danger is not great and my ability is enough to deal with it."

Despite this, it is better to be safe than sorry, so Sean remained alert and released his ability to observe his surroundings.

"Something's happening!" His voice suddenly rose.

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally calm sea surface suddenly became turbulent, the wind rolled up layers of clouds, and heavy rain poured down, soaking the three people in an instant.

The waves began to roll, one higher than the other, like man-eating beasts, the huge mouth of the abyss swallowing everything.

Seeing this, Petra immediately put the Poseidon statue into her backpack and held it against her chest with her backhand, with a vigilant look on her face; Elliot looked around, trying to find a way out in this sudden and ignorant storm;

As for Sean, he seemed the calmest, staring sharply at the sea, as if trying to find the cause behind the storm.

"Who! How dare you offend the great sea god!" At this moment, a ghost dressed in tattered pirate clothes slowly emerged from the rolling clouds.

Its face was distorted and terrifying, its eye sockets were sunken, its eyeballs seemed like two dark holes, and there was a strange smile at the corners of its mouth, revealing uneven teeth.

The appearance of this ghost made everyone present feel nervous, and the air seemed to freeze.

"This...what is this?" Elliot tried to stay calm and protected Petra behind him, but he was only an ordinary person after all, and one could detect the trembling in his voice as soon as he spoke.

"Don't panic, let's stay calm and see what it wants to do." Sean turned and said to the two of them.

The moment the abnormality appeared, Sean wanted to expose his own abilities to resolve the crisis, but a message from the sacred tree in his mind made him calm down and choose to wait and see.

What happened next was beyond the three's expectations.

The ghost walked out in the storm, changing his look from a villainous boss to a flattering one.

It bent its waist, and a flattering smile appeared on its pale face.

Yes, a smile on its gloomy and pale face?

It looks quite funny and ridiculous.

"Please help us." The ghost pleaded. Its voice was full of vicissitudes and pleading, as if it came from the distant past, carrying endless regret and longing.

"What?" Sean shouted.

"We are imprisoned in the darkness of the deep sea, wrapped in endless cold and pressure, a suffocating feeling of oppression. Unable to escape, unable to die." The ghost's voice trembled, painful and desperate.

"The pressure of the sea water is like the palm of a giant, tearing us apart like jerky. We wander in such pain, and every day is an endless torment." The ghost continued, "Only on rainy days can we reach the shore with the help of the surging waves."

"Please help us, we are wrong, we repent, we shouldn't have robbed Lord Poseidon's belongings."

In the heavy rain, it knelt down and kowtowed towards the sea, "Please, return the sea god's belongings to their original place and remove the curse we carry."