Yang Yi controls the Armor of the Lost Sinner to land on the island once more. This time is different. With the full armguard equipped on his right arm, his control over the suit is on another level; he can even feel a sense of touch. If he concentrates, it's almost no different from being there in the flesh.Once ashore, the armor walks directly toward the island's center. The further inland it goes, the looser the salt on the ground becomes. By the time it's a hundred meters from the coast, the salt underfoot is like fine, shifting sand. The armor suffers no attacks along the way. By «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» the same token, it makes no discoveries. There seems to be nothing on this island besides salt. Even the things that look like bushes are just salt, crumbling into granules at the slightest touch."Now what?"Yang Yi is at a loss. The armor has reached the center of the island. It swings Severed Iron (Fake), shattering the surrounding bushes and revealing the white desert beneath. He tries digging. Maybe there's a secret hidden below. But after digging down half a meter, he finds only more salt. The work can't proceed any further; the granular salt flows like quicksand, constantly filling in the hole as he digs.After three hours of fruitless wandering, he gives up and has the armor return to the Nyxstar.Back in the lab, Yang Yi opens his eyes. He's about to stand up when he stops cold. Suna is desperately holding down the lid of a large pot, most of her body pressed against it, but something inside is still struggling violently."What… is in your pot?" Yang Yi asks, surprised."It's alive! Quick, help me hold it down!""It?" Yang Yi latches onto the key word. Looks like Suna's had a breakthrough.He walks over, places a hand on the lid, and leans his weight onto it. Whatever is inside the pot immediately stops thrashing. Suna quickly grabs a large bag of sea salt from nearby. "Salt?"Suna nods. "Open the lid. I'll pour the salt in."Yang Yi does as she says, yanking the lid off when the thing inside is least expecting it. Several fleshy tentacles shoot out, only to be met with a deluge of sea salt. They instantly wither. Yang Yi finally sees the thing in the pot: an irregular lump of flesh, its tentacles shriveling as if they'd touched acid, its body dehydrating and darkening in color."This is…?""The 'soil' from before. Or rather, the dehydrated tissue of the Rotted Whale. I tried soaking it in fresh water, but nothing happened. Then I tried the white seawater, and it came back to life! It absorbed the water, the pieces started consuming each other and swelling rapidly. I barely had time to throw them in the pot…"Suna recounts the harrowing scene while continuing to dump salt on the revived flesh until it's completely immobilized."So you're saying this island—this Rotted Whale—is actually still alive?" The point clicks for Yang Yi."It should be. It will most likely revive if it comes into contact with the white seawater," Suna confirms. Her analysis showed the salt was just salt. The 'soil', however, was desiccated organic tissue, trapped in a state of suspended animation, waiting for the supersaturated seawater to awaken it.Suna's discovery hardens Yang Yi's resolve. If the island is dangerous for living things, then he simply won't set foot on it. He makes his way to the deck. Under his control, the Sinner's Armor opens its chest cavity, and a massive pile of sea salt—at least a hundred kilograms—spills out.Since exploration was a bust, he'd switched his objective to making money. He wasn't about to leave empty-handed. He checks the current price of sea salt: 50 conch coins per kilogram, a five-fold increase from before. That single trip just earned him 5,000 conch coins. And that was with most of his time wasted exploring. If he focused solely on mining salt, the profits would be insane.He devises a plan. He positions the Nyxstar, fires a rope-arrow to the island, and creates a simple zipline. It doesn't need to hold much weight; it's just for quickly sending empty buckets across. The armor on the island uses Severed Iron (Fake) to dig and fill the buckets. Once full, it just tosses them into the sea, where the high buoyancy makes them float right back to the ship to be collected with a grappling hook.For the next four hours, Yang Yi is a salt baron. The salt near the coast is quickly mined away, exposing the dry, black earth beneath. In a single afternoon, he mines eleven tons of sea salt, surprising even himself. The armor, with its infinite stamina, is brutally efficient.Yang Yi wipes the sweat from his brow, feeling the exhaustion in his own body. He'd been playing a real-life game of Gold Miner all afternoon, and the constant climbing up and down the mast had significantly increased his stat experience. With no risk of overloading, the salt is sold off as fast as it's mined. His account balance swells by 550,000 conch coins, a haul rivaling his most profitable logging operations.

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