Then, Shen Bing and Lu Zhe started communicating with simple phrases. In this situation, they managed to achieve communication. Both groups were so excited that they couldn't sleep.
After a while, Ning Shu noticed the flickering lights from Lu Zhe's side: "What are they doing?"
"Don't know," Lin Qianqian thought for a moment, "But it looks a bit like Morse code!"
"So awesome. Do you understand this?"
Lin Qianqian shook her head.
Ning Shu thought for a moment: "Although we don't understand, we can be sure that Lu Zhe and Sister Bing are communicating. We can also use our way!"
As she said that, she shook the flower lantern in her hand.
A lotus lantern floated out from the northern water, emitting a dim glow, slowly drifting towards the center of the ocean.
Lu Zhe saw it. Tang Xiaoguo saw it too!
"Look, a flower lantern!"
"Yeah!" Shen Bing nodded: "It looks like they are also actively responding!"
"I'm bored with nothing to do. I'll make a flower lantern too!"
"Okay, if you want to make one, then..." Shen Bing seemed to have thought of something as she spoke to this point: "You were washed back after jumping into the sea. Can your flower lantern drift into the sea?"
"That's weird. Why can Classmate Qianqian's lantern drift into the water while mine can't? Is this also a matter of luck?"
"Didn't Lu Zhe say there are converging warm and cold currents here? I guess it may be the result of different ocean currents!" Speaking of this, Shen Bing's eyes lit up:
"That's right, we can't release lotus lanterns, but you can make a Kongming lantern. It may help Lu Zhe determine the wind direction! Xiaoguo, can you make this?"
Tang Xiaoguo thought for a moment: "Resin for candle, bamboo sticks for support, plastic bags for canopy. No problem at all!"
...
Half an hour later, Lu Zhe saw the flower lantern start spinning and accelerate four to five hundred meters away from him before eventually sinking into the sea.
A Kongming lantern rose from the south but slowly drifted northeast.
Lu Zhe didn't continue sending Morse code, but fell into deep thought.
"What's wrong, Lu Zhe?"
"Did you notice the spot where the flower lantern was sucked in by the whirlpool?"
Jiang Yao nodded: "It seems to be a few hundred meters closer to us than before."
Lu Zhe nodded: "That's right!"
Jiang Yao said in horror: "Could it be following us?"
Lu Zhe thought for a while: "When I took Classmate Shen and Qianqian to the other side of the stone forest, although there were undercurrents, I didn't feel such strong suction. But when I took you there, the suction was very strong. What does this mean?"
Jiang Yao thought for a while: "It thinks we look good?"
Lu Zhe shook his head: "This means the whirlpool is indeed moving. But it's not that realistic to say it's following us... Or perhaps, that's not one whirlpool."
"There are several?"
Lu Zhe pondered and came up with his own hypothesis: "Possibly countless ones!"
"Ah? That's too exaggerated!"
"It's actually not scary or exaggerated at all. Many small whirlpools can easily form at the confluence of two ocean currents. They are very weak at the beginning, but as they move along the confluence line of the two currents, they will absorb more and more energy and become bigger and bigger until the whirlpool encounters a volcanic island and disappears. So, the whirlpool that threatened us before and the one that sucked in the flower lantern now are very likely not the same whirlpool!"
"No wonder there's no sandy beach there. They must have been washed away by the swirling currents."
"That's right."
Jiang Yao thought for a moment, then asked again: "Why is it moving towards us instead of the other direction?"
Lu Zhe looked at the Kongming lantern that was about to disappear into the night sky: "I guess like monsoons, it is affected by the Coriolis force of the Earth's rotation. The whirlpools in July move from southwest to northeast, while those in January move in the opposite direction, from northeast to southwest. Where exactly they will stop is unclear."
"Then...how useful is this knowledge to us?"
"Of course it's very useful. Knowing the movement pattern of the whirlpools, we can find safe intermittent points. Then we can make a raft and reunite with our companions on the volcanic island!"
At 11:30 pm, Shen Bing received the last string of characters from Lu Zhe: "waitforus!"
She understood that Lu Zhe must be trying to find a way to reunite with them. What they needed to do was survive well here and wait for Lu Zhe to come back.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!