160: Chapter 157 Teleportation Locator, Meeting

Pondering this teleportation device, it wasn't a sudden thought for Yang Hang, but rather an idea he had harbored for a long time.

The purpose of this teleportation device had two layers.

The first layer was in preparation for meeting his parents and sister.

Ever since his sister brought it up, he had been putting this off for many days.

The second layer was simple and clear; currently, the Yanhuang Survivors on the Magic Sea were facing an issue that was hard to solve and had been present since the very first day of survival on the Magic Sea.

Transportation!

The Magic Sea was too vast, and many Survivors were scattered to the ends of the earth from their family and friends.

Currently, within the Yanhuang Survivors organizations on the Magic Sea, except for a few who might be with their relatives, basically everyone was the only one in their organization.

It was fine for a short time, but problems would definitely arise if it lasted too long.

Although he now had the ability to create a teleportation function for the Fate Platform without relying on props, creating a teleportation prop could reduce consumption, couldn't it?

Once affordable and practical transportation was opened up, the resource liquidity of the entire civilization would greatly increase, and the utility it could exert would also be greater.

For the Magic Sea Beast Tide that might occur later, it would also allow those with spare capacity to provide targeted rescue to weaker Survivors.

Just like the assembly order of the Revival Society.

However, Yang Hang knew that after he introduced this teleportation device as a means of transportation, the status of the Revival Society's assembly order would definitely be greatly diminished.

But would this affect Yang Hang's decision?

Obviously not.

After much thought, Yang Hang had an idea.

He had his Divided Soul browse the trading platform of the Karmic Trading Realm for less than three minutes before locking onto a target.

A pair of floating positioning beacons.

Bronze Grade props, appearing as two thumb-sized diamond-shaped metal pieces, with fine guiding patterns engraved on the surface.

The function was simple: two people each hold one, and they could perceive each other's position and distance in real-time.

Or, place the two beacons at different locations, and the holder could use the guidance to accurately perceive and find the location of the other beacon.

Essentially, it was a simplified version of a two-way locator.

Listing price: fifteen karma points.

Yang Hang didn't even bat an eyelid and bought it directly.

The moment the two diamond-shaped metal pieces fell into his palm through the spatial folding channel, Yang Hang had already tossed them onto the enhancement platform of the Causality Enhancement Realm.

He threw two high-order sea beast spines into the auxiliary Materials area—he had over a hundred of these piled up in his storage space, all scraps left over from hunting sea beasts previously.

Three enhancement paths popped up.

Yang Hang chose the one with the highest energy transmission efficiency, spent 1,200 karma points, and directly pulled this pair of positioning beacons from Bronze Grade to a mid-to-high Silver Grade quality.

Enhancement complete.

The volume of the two diamond-shaped metal pieces hadn't changed, but the guiding patterns on the surface had changed from dark copper to flowing silver, emitting a soft luster.

The positioning accuracy had increased more than tenfold.

But this wasn't what Yang Hang wanted.

What he wanted was teleportation.

Yang Hang held the two positioning beacons in his palm and closed his eyes.

Immersing himself in the control and understanding of space.

He didn't need any auxiliary Materials. Spatial jumping, spatial shifting, spatial folding—these abilities were already engraved in his innate instincts.

The so-called standardized paths of the enhancement realm were nothing more than crutches prepared for ordinary Survivors.

He didn't need crutches.

Yang Hang's consciousness delved into the energy structure inside the positioning beacons, like an experienced programmer rewriting the underlying code directly.

The positioning patterns were rearranged.

The energy circuits were dismantled and reorganized.

Spatial anchor points were implanted layer by layer.

The single-function module that was originally only responsible for "perceiving position" was cut off by Yang Hang and replaced with a complete miniature architecture for spatial folding teleportation.

Fourteen minutes.

Yang Hang opened his eyes.

The appearance of the two positioning beacons in his palm had barely changed, except for a circle of extremely fine spatial ripples at the ends of the flowing silver patterns.

He casually activated one.

The metal piece left his hand, automatically floating up to a height of twelve meters, and then a cylindrical light curtain with a diameter of about three meters hung down from the bottom.

Inside the light curtain, pale blue light surged, standing quietly above the deck.

Walk in, manually input the energy required for the corresponding distance, and you could teleport from this sub-beacon to the location of the other sub-beacon.

Bound to a single person, one round trip per day.

—Of course, this restriction was intentionally added by Yang Hang.

In fact, he could completely achieve unlimited times and no binding, but that wouldn't prevent his sister from running onto his Houseboat and discovering all his beautiful crew members and maids; wouldn't his future happy life be ruined?

Plus, his current ridiculous life and the ridiculous things on his Gold Tier Houseboat were really not convenient for meeting his parents and little sister.

Otherwise, how could he maintain his image as a good brother and a good son?

Better to stabilize things first.

Yang Hang named it the Positioning Teleportation Beacon and was quite satisfied with it; it could meet his current needs, and later when he needed to open up transportation, he could directly enhance it on the spot, change to another form of teleportation, and connect it to the Fate Platform.

Yang Hang put away the two positioning beacons, opened the Fate Platform, and clicked into the "Yang Family Courtyard" group chat.

Yang Hang: "Mom, Dad, Xiao Yue, good news."

Less than five seconds after the message was sent.

Yang Yue: "What good news? Brother, did you open another Gold Tier treasure chest?"

Yang Hang: "Not that, but I finally opened a teleportable Silver Grade prop from a sunken sea treasure chest today, a Positioning Teleportation Beacon."

The message Yang Yue hadn't sent yet was retracted by her.

Mother: "Teleportation?? Son, what do you mean by teleportation?"

Yang Jianguo: "Explain clearly first."

Yang Hang simply explained the function of the Positioning Teleportation Beacon. Place one beacon at each location, walk into the light curtain, input energy, and you can teleport over. Silver Grade quality, single-person bound prop, can only go back and forth once a day, but there is no distance limit.

The group was quiet for three seconds.

Then—

Mother: "That's great!!! Son, you can finally come back!!!"

Mother: "Mom is going to prepare dinner right now. What do you want to eat? Mom traded for two good pork ribs a few days ago using the food god shrine and couldn't bear to cook them; today I'll stew them all for you!"

Yang Jianguo: "Good."

Only one word.

But Yang Hang knew that behind this one word, his father's brows, which had been furrowed for fifteen days, had finally relaxed.

Yang Yue: "Wait, Brother, you said only one person can teleport at a time? Then if you come over here, what about your boat?"

Yang Hang: "No need for the boat. Just come over, stay for one night, and teleport back the next day."

Yang Yue: "Isn't that the same as you going to school and renting a place outside before..."

Yang Hang: "Yes. But it's much more convenient than that. Before, we only met once during holidays and New Year, now we can meet every day. Stay as many days as you want, and if you don't want to stay, just teleport back."

Yang Yue sent a thinking emoji.

Yang Yue: "It does seem better than before."

Mother: "Then what are you waiting for! Hurry up! Come over tonight!"

Yang Jianguo: "Your Mother is right, come early."

Yang Hang smiled and didn't say anything more.

He opened the Karmic Trading Realm and set up a directed transaction on the trading platform.

Recipient: Yang Jianguo.

Item: Silver Grade Positioning Teleportation Beacon (Sub-beacon · Part 1).

Price: Zero karma points.

As the Lord of the Fate Altar, he was not at all worried that this sub-beacon would be mistakenly bought by someone else.

In the next second, with a whoosh, the sub-beacon disappeared through the spatial folding channel.

Two seconds later.

Yang Jianguo: "Received, a small silver metal piece."

Yang Hang: "Take it outside to activate it; it will automatically fly to a high altitude and unfold the light curtain. From now on, that will be your teleportation point."

Yang Jianguo: "Understood."

Yang Yue: "Brother's talent finally showed its power for the most useful time; after so many days, you finally opened the teleportation prop you wanted."

Yang Hang: "Can't help it; although my talent is strong, sometimes I can't fully control what props I open according to my wishes."

Yang Yue: "Tch, Brother, is your Houseboat harboring a nest of beauties? Bring some over and share them with me!"

Yang Hang: "Do you believe I'll give you a big slap?"

Yang Yue: "[Aggrieved.jpg]."

Mother: "Xiao Yue, don't talk nonsense. And, Hang Hang, don't bully your sister!"

Yang Yue: "Fine."

Yang Hang: "Alright, alright, alright."

He exited the group chat and activated the other sub-beacon on the deck of his super luxurious Houseboat. The silver diamond-shaped piece rose into the air, and the cylindrical light curtain fell quietly.

Seven o'clock that evening.

Yang Hang changed into clean clothes, brought along a few ingredients exchanged from the food god shrine in advance and a bottle of seasoning sauce that was now in the top ten of the deliciousness ranking, and walked into the light curtain.

Pale blue light enveloped his whole body.

His vision flashed.

When he opened his eyes again, he was standing on the deck of a Silver Grade luxurious Houseboat.

The sea breeze was different. It didn't have that sterile feeling filtered by the armed System energy field around the super luxurious Houseboat, but was a real sea breeze with a salty, fishy smell.

"Brother—!"

Yang Yue rushed out from the cabin, still clutching that Fierce Shark Halberd, her hair blown into a mess by the sea breeze. She trotted all the way to Yang Hang and looked him up and down twice.

"Brother, so handsome," she said.

"Haha, naturally gifted." Yang Hang reached out and ruffled her hair.

Yang Yue slapped his hand away: "Don't touch my hair!"

At the cabin entrance, Mother was already standing there wearing an apron. The moment she saw Yang Hang, her eyes turned red, but she didn't shed any tears; she just walked over quickly, grabbed his arm, and looked him up and down several times.

"You've lost weight."

"Mom, I really haven't lost weight."

"If I say you've lost weight, you have. Eat more tonight." Mother didn't allow any rebuttal and pulled him into the cabin, "Your father is maintaining his battle armor on the rear deck; go call him."

Yang Hang turned his head to look at the rear deck.

Yang Jianguo was wearing that matte black battle armor, the helmet wasn't closed, and the T-shaped visor was dark. He was half-squatting, holding a polishing cloth, wiping a joint buckle on the right shoulder armor; hearing the movement, he looked up.

Their eyes met.

Yang Jianguo stood up and dusted off his hands.

"You're here."

"Yeah."

The father and son looked at each other for two seconds and didn't say anything more.

Yang Jianguo put away his battle armor, walked over, and patted Yang Hang on the shoulder, with no light force.

That pat was enough.

For that meal, Mother stewed all the good fish she had kept in store. The seasoning sauce Yang Hang brought was indeed effective; the stewed pork rib soup was so delicious that Yang Yue almost swallowed her tongue.