Time Travel: Age of Discovery

Teya stood on the deck, gazing at the distant island, both familiar and unfamiliar, with a mixture of emotions. He knew Tiger's concerns were unfounded, but after much inquiry and careful consideration, he gradually found a fulcrum of confidence. The world of the Celestial Dragons, while vast, was not monolithic.

Although Tiger was a slave, he was merely a tiny cog in a vast machine. Unless the interests of certain powerful individuals were directly affected, he wouldn't easily trigger a chain reaction. Teya believed that as long as they acted cautiously, they could find a safe path to Fishman Island amidst this complex situation.

As for the arrogance and prejudice of the Celestial Dragons, Teya had his own thoughts. He knew that these high-ranking beings were often blinded by their arrogance and would not go to great lengths for a mere slave.

Even if an investigation were to occur, it would be little more than a fuss, unlikely to cause any real ripples. Furthermore, the truth is often buried in the shadow of power, and no one is willing to easily lift that ugly veil.

Thus, Teya and his companions, carrying their own beliefs and secrets, embarked on a journey to Fishman Island. On this vast ocean, they will write their own legendary chapters, letting the light of courage and wisdom illuminate the way forward.

In this bizarre age, the jokes of the Draconians not only resounded through the heavens, but also transformed into a whirlwind of irony, sweeping across every corner of the world. Imagine, when news of "the Draconians' most unlikely fugitive"—a slave—spread like wildfire, like a phoenix freed from its bonds, soaring high into the sky, the entire universe seemed to tremble at this absurdity, and laughter and astonishment intertwined into the most bizarre symphony.

Yet, amidst this clamor, Thea seemed a wise man navigating the fog, his inner world far calmer than the turbulent world outside. Tiger, the legendary fugitive slave, his whereabouts shrouded in mystery, even the Navy's bounty warrants failing to reach him. All this seemed both unbelievable and eerie. Thea knew that amidst this eccentricity, caution was the only guide to the truth.

As the mysterious outlines of Shabaodi Island gradually became clearer, Teja's heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of mission. His goal was not only to prepare for the coming adventure, but also to uncover the layers of mystery hidden behind it. Coating, this indispensable ritual to the new world, became his most urgent need.

However, reality is always more complex and bizarre than imagined. Teya had originally thought the Navy base would be a natural harbor for his search for coating technology. Unexpectedly, the Navy's privileged access to the New World made even this seemingly ordinary service seem out of reach. So, his gaze turned to another world on the island—those coating workshops hidden beneath the bustling city.

But when Teya stepped into the area, he was shocked by what he saw. The usually bustling Coating Shipyard was now a dead silent place, its doors sealed. Only a white-haired old man sat leisurely on the shore, breathing in the mist of time. That casual question led to a shocking secret: the mysterious disappearance of the Coating Shipbuilders.

"Who took her away?" Teya's question was another question about this absurd world. The old man's sigh, like the echo of an ancient bell, revealed a more complex conspiracy. Could this force really be so powerful as to hinder any exploration of the unknown?

An unyielding flame arose in Teya's heart. He understood that this was not only a concern for Tiger's safety, but also a desire for freedom and truth.

In this land full of unknowns and dangers, Teja and his companions are about to embark on an unprecedented journey. Not only must they face the various tests of nature, but they must also uncover the dark hands hiding in the shadows, attempting to control everything.

It all began with the seemingly ordinary yet fraught mystery of the coating. As the setting sun bathed the ancient city gate, the old man's hunched figure seemed singularly lonely. He muttered to himself, his voice tinged with the dust of time: "My aging eyes cannot discern the faces of those mysterious visitors. I know only that I am the silent guardian of this city. I've grown so old that even the wind has lost its touch."

Teya, a young officer with eyes as sharp as an eagle, was not satisfied with the foggy answer. His voice pierced the tranquility of the dusk: "Where were those skilled shipbuilders, like elves on the sea, taken silently?" The old man shook his head, like the slow swing of an ancient clock, foreshadowing the heaviness of the unknown.

Taya's heart was filled with ripples. He secretly thought that the invisible hand of the Celestial Dragons must be behind this. Otherwise, how could such a coincidence exist in this world? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look out the window. He saw that the harbor was densely packed with ships, like trapped beasts fighting. It turned out that all this had been foreshadowed.

In desperation, Teya embarked on his journey home. The steel body of the warship looked even more cold and majestic under the setting sun.

He informed the crew of the whole situation, and then, like an explorer about to step into an unknown territory, he chose Tina, the wise and beautiful navigator, Smoker, the swordsman whose edge was hidden in the smoke, and Tiger, who was nervous but courageous. The four of them embarked on an adventure to find the truth.

Tiger was initially hesitant, like a frightened bird, fearing his identity would become a target for public criticism. But Teya's words, like a warm spring breeze, caressed his heart. "Tiger, if they really wanted to capture you, bounties would have been flying everywhere. Now, all we need is a new set of clothes and a hat to hide your past, allowing you to be reborn in this bustling city." A flicker of determination flashed in Tiger's eyes, and he nodded.

They walked through the bustling streets and finally stepped into an exotic clothing store. When Tiger reappeared, he seemed to have been reborn, and even his most familiar friends could hardly recognize him at first glance. This change gradually made Tiger's heart calm down.

As night falls, the four people step into a brightly lit tavern, which is a vortex of information convergence.

Just as Teya was about to ask, a sudden roar interrupted his thoughts. A bearded pirate pounded the table in anger, as if declaring war on fate. "Damn it! I've traveled thousands of miles for a glimmer of hope that could lead to a new world, and now all those coating experts have vanished. It's so infuriating!"