I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords -
Chapter 306 - 306 305. Long Grass Period_1
Chapter 306: 305. Long Grass Period_1 Chapter 306: 305. Long Grass Period_1 “””
The storm had subsided.
The immense typhoon that sprawled over the West Pacific came quietly and left swiftly. The morning witnessed scenes of Doomsday, yet by evening, all was calm, and the setting sun reflected dazzlingly on the gentle waves.
Lu Ban floated in the sea, basking in the sunlight.
It wasn’t because he had some special fondness for doing so, but because the Temple’s location was quite distant from Pohnpei Island. Lu Ban didn’t know his way, and the previous typhoon had forced him to hide underwater, trembling among the fish, so he decided to just play dead where he was.
After all, he had “Underwater Breathing”; he couldn’t normally drown, and could even photosynthesize in the water, so waiting out the typhoon and drifting at sea for two or three months wouldn’t be a problem.
As for Feng Yu, she didn’t get her clothes wet. Instead, she turned into silver mist and entered Lu Ban’s body.
“The typhoon has just ended, no ships will sail out rashly. Are you sure you don’t want to swim back?”
Feng Yu’s voice rang in Lu Ban’s ear.
“Let’s rest a bit, just rest a bit.”
Lu Ban floated on the sea surface, feeling grass growing all over his body.
It is said that the majority of Earth’s oxygen doesn’t come from the daily destruction of rainforests the size of several large cities, but from the algae floating in the vast ocean. Considering that, Lu Ban was in the perfect place for photosynthesis.
“Besides, look how beautiful the scenery is here.”
Lu Ban pointed at the distant sunset.
Due to the refraction through the air, the orange sunset was no longer blinding but rather had become gentle. It slowly sank into the sea, coloring the clouds golden. The shimmering ocean waves were dyed orange as well.
On the other side, as the sun vanished, the grey expanse of the sea surface began revealing the star-studded night sky, unpolluted. The Milky Way stretched across the dome of heaven, stars glittered, peaceful and serene.
After the typhoon passed, sea life became more active. Lu Ban could see jellyfish drifting, schools of fish swirling, and not far away, a large fish was closing in on him.
“Uh, is that a shark?”
Lu Ban saw the fin cutting through the water, approaching faster and faster.
“Seems like it, a great white shark?”
Feng Yu was nonchalantly indifferent.
In the blink of an eye, the shark had reached Lu Ban’s side.
Its mouth opened wide, letting out a foul stench, with bits of its previous meal still stuck between its sharp teeth.
Just as Lu Ban was about to be swallowed up by the great white shark…
A tendril stretched out from the sea.
The tendril wrapped around the great white shark, preventing it from moving forward even an inch.
Then, more tendrils coiled around the shark, dragging it into the water.
After a moment, the sea surface was stained with blood.
Splash—
Hunter Laika surfaced and even handed a bloody fin to Lu Ban.
“Is this shark fin?”
Lu Ban held the fin in his hands, his appetite stirring slightly at the sight of the cartilage.
After all, he hadn’t eaten all day.
Just as Lu Ban seriously considered whether to eat raw shark fin, a horn sounded in the distance.
Lu Ban saw a small fishing boat approaching from afar. Its searchlight swept over the sea and illuminated his position.
He quickly hid the shark fin behind his back.
“During this process, no creature was harmed.”
This was how Lu Ban explained as he was rescued onto the boat.
…
After the storm had died down and the flights had finally normalized, Lu Ban and Feng Yu made it back to the mainland in the afternoon.
Feng Yu left first, while Lu Ban decided to stop by the office first.
“””
Hunter Laika had turned into a Corgi, trembling and hopping along behind Lu Ban as they returned to the office of Silent Media.
Just as he approached the reception, Lu Ban heard Qin Tiantian’s voice.
“Save me, save me, save me…”
She seemed to have sent herself again.
However, Lu Ban looked around the office and noticed that quite a few people seemed to be playing games.
Taking advantage of Qin Tiantian’s inattention, he glanced at her screen.
Well, they were still forming a team.
“Ahem.”
Lu Ban cleared his throat, which finally shifted Qin Tiantian’s attention away from her screen.
“Whoa!”
Qin Tiantian let out a startled cry, also somewhat relieved that she wasn’t live streaming.
If the audience of a beautiful virtual idol’s live stream were to suddenly hear a grown man’s voice, many of them would probably faint.
Of course, there might be some viewers who would actually get excited by that, but that’s too strange to discuss at the moment.
“When did you start standing there?”
Qin Tiantian’s screen had already gone black; she had died gloriously.
“From the moment you started screaming for help, I suppose,”
Lu Ban answered.
The other employees, taking advantage of the conversation between Qin Tiantian and Lu Ban, swiftly committed suicide in the game, exiting it.
“Don’t be nervous, as long as you finish your work it’s okay, balancing work and rest helps improve efficiency,”
Lu Ban told everyone not to get too worked up.
“Woof!”
Suddenly, Laika, twisting her chubby bum, scuttled into the office.
“Wow, what’s this, a new employee?”
Upon seeing the dog, Qin Tiantian immediately dropped her mouse and crouched down to play with it.
Upon seeing Qin Tiantian, Laika also energetically hopped around, circling her.
“Such a cute dog!”
Qin Tiantian petted Laika’s head, which was fluffy and round, and Laika took the opportunity to lie on the ground, exposing her belly.
Very good at acting cute.
It quickly drew the interest of the female staff in the company, a crowd of them gathered around the dog, wishing they could scoop her up and sneak her home.
“Her name is Laika.”
Lu Ban casually said.
He wondered what expressions the girls would have if they knew what Laika really looked like.
In the evening, Lu Ban returned home and looked up news about the typhoon.
The typhoon had arrived quickly and dissipated just as fast, leaving meteorologists with furrowed brows. It was already rare for such a strong typhoon to appear near the Equator, not to mention the unprecedented drastic weather changes. Scholars from various schools of thought argued incessantly, each sticking to their own opinions.
Seeing this situation, Lu Ban seriously wrote a letter concerning Pohnpei Island, the Temple, and the Star Cluster, and sent it to the meteorological bureau, hoping to help them unravel this unsolved mystery.
Unfortunately, the bureau was probably too busy with the recent extreme weather changes to respond to Lu Ban’s letter.
On the bright side, perhaps because of the severity of that typhoon in the Pacific, the typhoons that would normally visit Jiangcheng each year were nowhere to be found, and the weather was quite pleasant—no work or school interruptions, just a bit hot.
By the end of July, Lu Ban had finally finished the movie production work. He named it “Magic Tide” and was ready to submit it for review.
After the review was completed and he had received the approval, Lu Ban began to contact Thomas Lee, the person in charge of AMC in China.
He sent the sample film over and didn’t sit idly by; instead, he and his company staff produced several movie trailers. At the beginning of August, Lu Ban uploaded the trailers to the Silent Media account.
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