Prajna shook her head: "There's nothing much to say, boring and dull, far less exciting than the protagonists described in storybooks."

"Furinnjira once said, we are just a bunch of gatekeepers, and this phrase is actually quite apt."

Losa was slightly taken aback.

With a hint of emotion.

"But how many people can truly live like the protagonists in the stories?"

"In every book, there are only a handful of protagonists, the rest might be mentioned in passing as a part of some unnamed war, one among the millions who perished or were wounded; perhaps a grunt on the battlefield who didn't even get to meet the protagonist, taken down in a single round."

He slightly curled his mouth, somewhat mocking, yet a bit helpless: "Prajna, in the world before I came here, mortgages supposedly extend to the next generation, it takes a hundred years to buy a house, and the moment children are born, they have thirty years of mortgage burden over their heads. Many people, just living is hard enough, where do they have the strength to pursue anything exciting?"

He never hid the fact that he was a transmigrator from his followers, in fact, Prajna, Hans, Furin... they are also transmigrators.

"So, Prajna, your life, to me, is not boring at all, I'm more than willing to listen to you."

Prajna slightly frowned: "But that would be very long and really dull—Ghost Race is like this, there's not much deep interaction among each other."

Losa raised his hand, smoothing her brows with a doubtful look in her eyes.

"With your story, it's not dull."

Prajna's lips slightly curled: "I rarely hear you say such things, but honestly, it sounds quite pleasant."

Losa looked at her profile, unable to refrain from joking: "If you want to laugh, just laugh out loud, why hold it in, afraid of ruining your usual cold and high demeanor?"

"It's not that, just not used to it."

Prajna furrowed her brow but then deliberately smoothed it: "You seem different from usual, is it because Furin and Jeanne are not around, that you are more at ease?"

"Or, has the long time spent alone made you a bit restless?"

Losa gave a light cough.

Though those two points indeed form part of the reason, he would not admit it.

"I'm just speaking the truth, Prajna, you were the only reliance when I first came to this world, seeing you every morning when I open my eyes brings me a sense of peace."

He paused slightly, then continued: "I'm glad to be with you forever."

Losa clutched her palm tightly, his tone earnest, initially, he was a bit nervous inside, but later, it turned quite calm because it was, indeed, true feelings.

But for someone of his character to express such true feelings, it was quite a challenge.

Prajna's hand wasn't much smaller than Losa's, with slender fingers, soft to the touch, smooth and delicate.

Prajna's face still showed no expression, speaking indifferently: "So, are you glad to also be with Furin and Jeanne forever?"

Losa was at a loss for words.

Prajna added: "Oh, right, and there's the Wolf Race Princess named Chelina."

"Ahem."

Nearby, a light cough rang out.

Captain Hog, adjusting his captain's hat with an exaggeratedly surprised expression, pointed into the distance and said: "Look quickly, there's a big fellow over there!"

Following the direction he pointed.

In the distance.

Faintly one could see the silhouette of a giant deep-sea creature, likely a massive whale, under the illumination from the lamps on the Ghost Ship, only a small patch of gray-white skin, covered with a cluster of barnacles, was visible.

"Ha, it's at least two hundred feet long, not much smaller than the largest galleon of the Mediterranean, we should be thankful that this big guy holds no hostility towards us."

The silhouette of the beast, it took a long while to move away.

To be precise, the part illuminated continued to withdraw, but due to its vast size, it seemed motionless for quite long.

Two hundred feet, doesn't that mean about sixty meters long?

A glimmer of astonishment flashed in Losa's eyes, in his previous world, the largest blue whale wasn't this enormous, right?

Captain Hog came beside Losa, doffing his hat in salute: "Lord, you have seen, this world's ocean is indeed perilous, if you do not promptly enhance my power, one fateful day, the poor 'Ocean Disaster' might be smashed into ruins by a swipe of this giant beast's tail."

Losa had yet to recover from the shock.

He asked blankly: "Are such giant beasts common in the depths?"

Hog, wishing slightly to accentuate the crisis, hesitated to deceive Losa, and candidly admitted: "Of course not, in fact, it's also my first time encountering such a giant whale."

"However, evidently, it possesses a docile nature, subsisting on small fish and shrimp, if it were a violent predator, it wouldn't be this large, though its danger would be higher."

"I will try my utmost to reunite you with your Paul soon."

Losa made a commitment.

The treasure Hog and his Ghost Ship could regularly contribute significantly bolstered his little stash, taking out a bit more for Hog wasn't a bad thing.

A pleased expression immediately emerged on Hog's face, but when he noticed Prajna's indifferent gaze sweeping over him, he couldn't help but feel a chill, awkwardly retreating to the side.

Losa then glanced towards Prajna.

In his eyes, a hint of unease was evident.

To Furin, his sentiments were more those of an elder brother towards a younger sister; towards Jeanne, he felt a deep sense of camaraderie in arms.

Yet to assert there was no romantic inclination would be inaccurate.

Prajna's face broke into a slight smile, like a snow lotus blooming abruptly amidst the stark white snow: "Rest assured, I won't ask you such questions again."

Her fingers gently tickled the palm of Losa's hand: "Let go, I see you don't seem very afraid."

"No, I'm very scared."

Losa declared with a serious visage.

Maybe they were continuously descending.

But precisely how deep beneath the sea they had sunk, he did not know.

Unable to feel pressure changes, surrounded by impenetrable darkness, lacking reference – he couldn't even distinguish up from down.

The fish in the depths grew increasingly bizarre in form.

Losa saw outside the railing, an ugly monster fish with a mouth full of sharp fangs, eyes a ghastly grey, resembling an anglerfish, swimming by.

In the next instant, it was devoured by a massive maw emerging from the darkness.

Although just a fleeting glimpse, Losa still clearly saw, it was a peculiar fish with shield-like protective armor on its head, defying streamlined form.

Hog explained to Losa:

"That's how the deep sea is, filled with all sorts of bizarre creatures, as if no one can see them, they just grow whichever way."

Closing in on the seabed, here, instead, there began to be scanty flickers of light, with various fluorescent creatures, emitting faint luminescence, illuminating the surrounding space marginally.

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