NW is one of the five Nordic countries, and because it has many coastal islands, it is also known as the Country of Ten Thousand Islands.
"Damn it! That guy asked to co over without even specifying the exact location. This place is so huge, where am I supposed to look?"
The man with the Eastern face is none other than Yang Yan, who ca directly from England after bidding farewell to Zhou Hanyun and the other girls.
NW, due to its unique geographical environnt, is called the road to the North.
Right now, Yang Yan is looking for exactly such a road.
Because he needs to find that bastard Fenrir's sister—the Goddess of Death, Hel.
That's the condition that guy set—
He wants Yang Yan to seduce his sister!
That's right!
That damn Fenrir wants him to seduce his sister, the Goddess of Death, Hel.
Just thinking about this makes Yang Yan feel like ranting.
But a deal is a deal. Even if he's unwilling, he has to follow through.
So now, he's searching for Hel's whereabouts.
Moreover, the condition Yang Yan set for Fenrir wasn't any simpler.
Whenever he thinks of this, he feels a bit more balanced.
"Damn, that Fenrir doesn't even know where his sister is, yet he dares to ask to co over?"
Yang Yan has already extended his Divine Sense to the utmost, covering an area of ten kiloters including the islands, but he still finds nothing.
Since Fenrir's task is to seduce that Goddess of Death, whether it works or not, he must first find her!
However, Hel is classified as an Evil God, so many want her dead.
Naturally, her whereabouts are very secretive, making her hard to find.
No wonder Fenrir uses this task to trouble Yang Yan.
Yang Yan has already been here for two full days.
Besides finding this island, he hasn't uncovered any other clues.
He couldn't very well ask Xiaocao and the others for help; he has to figure it out himself.
After circling the island and finding nothing, Yang Yan squats by the sea, lighting a cigarette, deep in thought.
Yang Yan knows that the real intention behind Fenrir asking him to court Hel is to rescue her.
It's said that Hel is sealed here by soone sent by Odin.
Neither Fenrir nor Jormangand can approach the seal.
As for finding soone else, those two notorious idiots likely have no other candidates.
So, taking this opportunity, that guy let him handle it.
In Fenrir's words, asking him to rescue his wife is no problem, right?
Of course, it's not a problem... yeah, right!
That idiot didn't even consider how many won I already have!
And if any of my won are from this world, so people might not act out.
If he brings this Goddess of Death ho as his woman, well, congrats!
Zhuge Wushuang, Mu Qingcheng, Gongsun Ruyan, and including Qi Wutong, it wouldn't be surprising if these won don't tear him apart.
So, Yang Yan is really conflicted!
He can tell that Fenrir truly cares for his sister Hel, which is why he used this opportunity to have him rescue her.
Oh well, thinking too much won't help, right?
The main thing is to rescue this woman first.
As for the rest, he'll deal with it later!
The issue now is that he can't find the seal!
Yang Yan continuously smokes, his senses completely covering the small island.
"Young man, what are you doing here?"
Just as Yang Yan is extending his Divine Sense, inch by inch searching this place, an old man in fishing attire approaches him, asking curiously.
"I'm here on a trip, but I couldn't find a fun place, so I'm hanging out here for a bit."
Coming here, Yang Yan had already adjusted his language to sync with the locals.
So there are no communication issues.
"A trip? What's fun about this Naless Island? All the tourists go to that big island over there!"
The old man asks curiously.
He's amazed that Yang Yan can speak the local language fluently.
Especially his accent, which is entirely local.
Given Yang Yan's age in his early twenties, this is only possible if he grew up here.
Yet, he has an Asian face.
"I can't help it, I just don't like crowds. Seeing everyone go over there, I didn't want to follow."
"Also, I wanted to see how people live around here, so I ca."
Yang Yan says with a smile, handing a cigarette to the old man.
Hearing his explanation, the old man finds it a bit odd but doesn't suspect further.
After all, you occasionally et one or two people who march to their own beat.
Besides, there's nothing worth coveting on this small island.
"Haha! I wonder if the young man is interested in going fishing? I'll be back by evening!"
The old man takes Yang Yan's cigarette, lights it, takes a puff, and then suggests.
"Sure! Is that okay? Will I disturb your fishing?"
Yang Yan says with interest.
After looking for two days, his mood is getting more irritable, so he's ready to have so fun to adjust.
"No problem, let's go! Anyway, I'm only catching small fish, the process isn't long."
The old man says, walking towards a small boat on the side.
The fishing industry is very developed here.
But equally, aside from a brief one or two months, the rest of the ti, fishing isn't allowed.
Right now, it's the off-fishing season.
"Old man, isn't it the off-fishing season now? Why are you still risking going out to fish?"
Yang Yan looks at the old man, puzzled.
He knows the old fishern understand the importance of the off-fishing season.
"There's no choice, sothing happened at ho, all our food was exchanged for money."
"If I don't co out to get so food, my family won't last."
The old man says calmly.
"Uh—sorry."
Yang Yan says gently.
"No worries! But you're right, it's off-fishing season, so I'm not going to fish openly around here."
The old man pulls out his fishing tools and continues:
"Man shouldn't be greedy. When life was hardest, these fish gave us hope, so we should repay them."
The old man's fishing tools aren't nets but rather strange rods.
He attaches a small net to these rods, gently placing it in the sea, and then sits beside it, smoking the remainder of his cigarette in one drag.
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