In the deep, dark seabed.
Chen Yun slowly awoke from his slumber.
Surrounding him was a quiet and mysterious world, starkly different from the clamor of land above.
There was no flow of air, no sunlight shining down, but life was not absent in this place.
The seawater enveloped him with a gentle force, as if it were the softest cradle in the universe.
His consciousness gradually became clear, without the suffocating sensation caused by lack of breath for an extended period.
Opening his eyes, he was greeted by a dreamlike vista: the colorful coral reefs resembled the fantastical forests on Earth, with schools of fish weaving through them like meteor showers across the sky, dazzling and swift.
He felt the endless sea water swirling around him.
Chen Yun almost had the illusion that he himself had turned into an aquatic creature.
His powerful biological clock knew it was seven o'clock in the morning without needing to check the time.
