777米奇影

What, exactly, was this “Sea Stabilizing Divine Needle”?

By nature, any tool capable of gauging a river’s depth must span tens of meters, a size that presented its own logistical issues.

His analysis of the oracle bone scripts yielded a rough estimate of the needle’s location. It appeared to reside near the modern convergence of the Luo and Yellow Rivers. But precision was a luxury they could not afford given the dynamic nature of the rivers.

The passage of millennia had seen the Yellow River’s course meander dramatically, making finding similarities nothing short of an accomplishment. This approximation spanned not mere kilometers, but hundreds of them—an intimidating prospect for most.

Yet Luo Feng was undeterred, confident in his scanning system’s ability to sift through the area efficiently. The daunting task of locating something without any point of reference was unfeasible, to say the least. It would equate to a futile effort of scanning every square kilometer until exhaustion set in.

He mused aloud, “I need sonar and radar to locate this artifact. If it exists, it’s bound to be submerged in the river. These tools, when coupled with my scanning system, should increase my chances of success.”

Having finalized his plan, Luo Feng turned to Master Li and his colleagues, trust you can handle the ongoing tasks here, Master Li.”

Caught off guard, Master Li asked, “Are you leaving, Little Luo?”

Luo Feng confirmed with a nod, “Yes, I’m setting out to find the mythical Sea

Stabilizing Divine Needle.”

The scholars exchanged baffled glances as Master Li responded, “Wasn’t the needle only a minor detail in the tortoise shell scripts?”

“It was, but it indicated that the needle might be located somewhere in the Luo River’s modern course,” Luo Feng clarified, omitting the detail about the river intersection. He was livestreaming and knew sharing such information would attract an unsolicited crowd. Even though the Luo River was vast, narrowing down the search to the intersection could enable a fortunate explorer to get there first, a risk Luo Feng was not willing to take.

The bewildered Master Li chuckled, “The Luo River is an expansive stretch of water. Searching for something specific won’t be a walk in the park. If you proceed with this, you might be looking indefinitely.”

Unfazed, Luo Feng countered, “I appreciate the concern, Master Li, but I’m just trying my luck. If I succeed, it’s a victory. If not, I’ll consider it an adventurous trip. Using sonar and radar makes searching underwater more manageable than land. Besides, if the needle is as the records suggest, a tool for measuring river depths, its size should make it stand out.”

“I concede that if it does exist, the needle should indeed be a significant structure,” Master Li agreed.

Chen Gang, however, voiced his skepticism, “Little Luo, don’t set your expectations too high. I’ve mulled over this for a while, and I think the Sea Stabilizing Divine Needle is a product of fancy tales and might not exist. ”

“But do you think something of such grand scale could exist?” he questioned Master Li before the latter could respond.

Although Master Li shared Chen Gang’s skepticism, he refrained from expressing it. Luo Feng understood that his quest was viewed as a wild goose chase by his peers.

Hope is essential. Without it, you’re certain to fail. Dreams might come true if you believe in them, and losing faith in oneself is the real defeat.

Once Chen Gang left, Master Li reflected aloud, “Chen Gang’s approach might be harsh, but he raises a valid point. I’m also skeptical about the needle’s existence, and even if it does exist, it’s probably not as wondrous as the legends portray.”

Luo Feng retorted with a chuckle, “I’ve said it before, I’m just exploring the possibilities. If I find the needle, it’s a win; if not, no harm done. I’m not overly optimistic about this..”