Seven billion people around the world were forcibly transmigrated into the "Endless Sea" survival game.
From the start, each person had a shabby wooden raft, a wooden hook, no fresh water, no food, and man-eating monsters lurking beneath the waves.
Everyone paddled desperately through the waves, just hoping to live one more minute.
Feiyang looked down at what was beneath him:
a green, rare-grade mini airship.
It could fly, it could race, and its aerial view outclassed everyone else's.
[Daily Random Talent] activated!
His "Win at the Starting Line" talent was maxed out from the start, turning his little raft into an airship and his wooden hook into a copper one.
While others clung to planks and hid from sea monsters, he flew high above in his airship, scooping up chests and hauling in supplies.
While everyone else's talent could only be used once, his refreshed every day.
While others' ships shattered and their owners died to feed the monsters, he crafted rocket crossbows by hand, upgraded his twin air bags, and refitted an airship battleship, chasing elite monsters to make them drop blueprints.
But as the stormy sea swallowed more and more players, stranger things began to happen.
Whispers drifted across the water at night. Unknown mutations lurked in sunken ships. Strange markings grew on the air bags...
Feiyang gradually realized that this was no simple survival game.
Beneath the deep sea, the ancient gods were awakening.
