Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

"Enter the underwater passage now." Barrett gave the order calmly.

He seemed to understand Art Borg's strength and was accustomed to such small scenes.

There was no sound of conversation in the expeditionary corps, only deathly silence. Following the previous team order, they quickly entered the passage.

Shame? Of course I feel some shame.

How bad must they be that the commander-in-chief had to take action personally.

This is just the beginning...

While people were daydreaming, the mechanism of the underwater passage had already been activated.

A barrier is raised at the entrance of the channel to prevent the influx of seawater.

People just need to stand still and the passage will move by itself, similar to the operating principle of an elevator.

Away from the reefs, the seabed becomes infinitely wide. Through the translucent magic stone shell, you can see the scene on the seabed.

Fish of various shapes and colors swam in groups, staying close to the passage, staring blankly at the creatures walking upright on the ground with their round eyes open.

No matter how bright the sunlight is, it can only reach a depth of 100 meters under the sea. As the tunnel continues to sink, people can see less and less things with their naked eyes, and it is gradually surrounded by darkness.

"I, I seem to be unable to breathe..." Yuli from the translation team suddenly said in horror.

Her eyes widened, her breathing became rapid, her chest heaving violently, and her face became extremely ugly.

Mo Xie, who was beside her, was the first to notice the abnormality. He raised his hand to steady her shaking body and injected magic power into her at the same time.

"Are you okay, Miss Yuli?" Is it deep-sea phobia? Mo Xie wondered.

Yuli looked at him in surprise, "Eh? He seems to be fine, breathing is smoother!" His body became warm. Could it be that as they said, Moshe Mackintosh had a pair of divine hands?

At this time, Marty came over and asked seriously, "Did you hide your past medical history, Yuli?"

"I didn't, I really don't know." Yuli shook her head frantically, clutching her clothes tightly with both hands, and tried her best to explain, "I didn't have this symptom when I went to the sea before..."

"Miss Yuli was probably in a panic just now, but she's fine now, right?" Mo Xie blinked at Yuli and spoke in a gentle tone.

Yuli looked at his clean face and responded in a daze: "Ah... yes."

Marty glanced at Moshe and regained his previous calm expression, "We still have to go through at least three more sea routes, so let's get used to it as soon as possible."

Then he reminded again: "Don't forget your respective tasks."

"Yes."

"receive."

The journey was longer than expected. After about an hour, the endless darkness, thin air, and the nearby light source made people feel tired.

The passage was spacious enough, and after getting permission from the team leader, they sat on both sides, leaning against the slightly warm magical stone wall, chatting in low voices or playing some simple games.

Two figures were walking slowly from the front, and because they were walking in the opposite direction, they were very eye-catching.

"Didn't we agree to come together? How could you get here first?"

"I just don't want to disturb you from maintaining your beloved sword, little Duke of Elkamo."

"Call me by my name. We are all part of the expeditionary corps now, aren't we?"

The footsteps stopped beside him, and Moshe turned to the two of them, smiling and saying, "Senior, Archibald, it's nice to see you."

"But, is it okay to leave the team in this situation?" He also glanced behind the two of them.

Archibald waved his hand and said, "It's okay, just go back before landing."

"We have obtained permission from the person in charge, so it's okay." Colin still squinted his eyes, his voice a little hoarse.

They were assigned to the teams of knights and magicians, and all wore the uniform of the expeditionary corps, which was like a simplified version of military dress uniform, white for magicians and black for knights.

"Do you have a cold, senior?" Mo Xie asked with concern.

Colin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I just overexerted my voice yesterday, I just need a rest."

"It seems that being the student council president is not easy."

"Yes, there is a person who likes to run around everywhere. I have to confirm his whereabouts, and I said a lot for this."

Although Colin didn't open his eyes, Moshe felt that he was staring into his eyes with a subtle look.

Is this person Colin is talking about related to the McIntosh family? He couldn't help but wonder.

At this time, Archibald naturally interrupted the topic: "I didn't expect that you, Moshe, would be assigned to the logistics translation team."

Mo Xie shrugged, "After all, our destination is the East Continent, and I happen to be a student majoring in foreign languages ​​in the East Continent."

"I know you are studying Chinese, a complex and beautiful language." Archibald showed a longing look.

"We will definitely stay in the ancient country of China for a while. If you have anything you want to know or somewhere you want to go, you can come to me." Mo Xie shook the paper in his hand to display the Chinese text on it, "I can provide free translation services."

Archibald's cheeks turned slightly red, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Serve? That's not appropriate..."

Asking a direct descendant of the Mackintosh family to be his translator? It was neither polite nor proper.

"Aren't we friends?"

"Yes, friends!" Archibald suddenly stood at attention.

Mo Xie smiled and said, "Friends help each other. Do we still need to care about status and rules?"

Archibald pursed his lips, his amethyst eyes reflecting his figure, "No need..."

Mo Xie is so amazing, he seems to be able to read my thoughts.

Is it because we are of the same age? Why didn't I summon up the courage to become friends with him earlier?

Colin, who had been staring at the manuscript, suddenly asked, "Is that from a novel?"

"Yes." Mo Xie asked curiously, "Perhaps... you can also understand Chinese?"

Hearing this, Colin opened his eyes a tiny slit, revealing his golden pupils, "Because that person often writes Chinese, I also learned some by myself."

Mo Xie nodded thoughtfully and said nothing more.

It is necessary to confirm the whereabouts, and at the same time be able to use Chinese as a daily written language. It is not as simple as being a simple lover of the Chinese language.

Now he was also somewhat interested in the man Colin had described.

Jingle Bell--!

"Ah, we're about to land. We'll rejoin the team first. See you later, Mo Xie."

"Goodbye, junior."

Hearing the bell, Colin and Archibald said goodbye to Moshe and returned to their respective teams.

The people sitting on the ground stood up one after another and lined up in an orderly queue. The surrounding scene gradually became clearer, with dense and huge schools of fish swimming in a whirlpool trajectory, like a terrible ocean disaster.

People held their breath, and the frequency of their heartbeats and the vibrations of the channel overlapped, witnessing together the moment when light returned.

The passage slowly rises until the exit emerges from the sea.

"Wow! This place is completely different from the coastal waters of the Western Continent!" Bishop couldn't help but exclaim, "Look at these unique reefs, the clear and transparent waters, the white beaches... Because of them, I began to believe in the legend of mermaids."

"So beautiful..." Yuli was completely fascinated by the scene before her.

"Follow the team closely." Martieri reminded.

Surrounded by the sea, the island is warm during the day. Without any high-rise buildings blocking the sun, the sun shines directly on the forest, the gravel surface, and everyone.

The moment he stepped onto the soft sand, Mo Xie felt the rich vitality coming from all directions. The spirit fetus maintained a steady pulse, continuously absorbing the vitality and transforming it into purer magic power.

This is a suitable place for cultivation, he thought.

"Welcome, guests from the Kingdom of Rekton."

The middle-aged man in charge of reception spoke fluent Lorpu, which sounded no different from the accent of the Rekton people.

He is tall, with dark skin, and is wearing clothes with a distinct ethnic style that only covers his private parts, revealing his muscular body.

"We are going to the East Continent now." Artborg said concisely and expressionlessly.

The middle-aged man replied without hesitation: "I'm sorry, we can't open the underwater passage connecting to the East Continent right now, and we can't determine where Zandra is."