On the stormy sea, the rules of the Yunfan Islands are simple - either there is a ship or there is life. Shen Lan is the last descendant of the fallen ship group, and all he has left is an ancestral tide stone. In the family ancestral hall, his direct cousin trampled his treasure appraiser badge to pieces: "Does the trash of the Shen family deserve to stand here?" He knelt down, picked up the fragments, and his palms were pricked and bleeding. At that moment, the system prompts sounded in my mind: [Sign-in successful, from you in the fifth year in the future, I will give you the Sea Eye Truth Appraisal Technique. The barrage in the live broadcast room instantly boiled: "Holy shit! Is he holding the lost 'Eye of Return to Ruins'?" "The appraisal results are out. The tidal stone passed down by the Shen family is... Fake." "Wait, where is that really?" Shen Lan smiled at the camera, blood dripping from his fingers: "The real piece is now in the safe of the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. I sold it with my own hands back then." On the other side of the screen, Jiang Xueya, who was watching the live broadcast, broke the wine glass. There are twelve clans in the Sea Council, seven golden waterways, and countless people are watching this treasure appraisal live broadcast. What they didn't know was that the boy who was kneeling to pick up the badge had all the answers for the next five years in his pocket. But Shen Lan himself knew: how generous the system rewards are, how cruel the price is. Gifts from the future are rewriting his past bit by bit. And those people who had been betrayed by him have begun to follow the live broadcast clues to come to him.
