Pondering.
Chen Yun's consciousness had no hesitation as it moved out following the token that still maintained minimal quality and still had super visual-range position perception connection after the breakage.
The next moment.
His consciousness arrived at a stone trident that had broken into two halves.
This trident was one he had casually shaped from seabed stones.
The broken stone trident was made from ordinary seabed stones.
The trident was about one and a half meters in length, with the handle making up about one-third of that length. The end of the handle was slightly thicker, facilitating a firm grip.
The breakage was exactly at the center of the trident, starting from the end of the handle to the base of one of the spikes.
The broken end was irregularly shaped, clearly the result of a tremendous external force.
Looking around.
Apart from the broken trident lying in the seabed silt, there was also a dead orca quietly lying nearby.
