First, he confirmed that the Heart of Poseidon had disappeared, and now only a red string remained around his neck; in addition, after several experiments, he discovered that the previous scene was not an illusion—he really could control the underwater movements of Chenbao Lake...

He could see everything in the lake, from the surface all the way to the bottom, as if his consciousness could enter the water and grasp the movements of over a hundred cubic meters of water.

While his body soaked in the warm bathtub, Owen Sutton's consciousness went to Chenbao Lake. Within the range of his conscious control, the water was completely transparent, no matter how deep the sunlight reached—even the dim lakebed was as bright as day in his mind!

Chenbao Lake was an ordinary inland lake. The lakebed near the shore was covered in fine, snow-white sand. Occasionally, a small grass carp or carp would happily burrow into the sand and mud. When they emerged, they would stir up some algae and sediment, which they would then gulp down.

This made Owen Sutton very curious. As a marine enthusiast, he could immediately identify these little fish: black backs, white bellies, short and sturdy bodies. These omnivorous little fish were the same grass carp and carp he often saw in the reservoirs and ponds of his hometown as a child.

Does Canada also have traditional Chinese freshwater fish? Owen Sutton was a bit puzzled.

As his consciousness shifted from the shallow sandy shore to deeper waters, some larger fish appeared, but they were still mainly grass carp, carp, or snakehead fish.

Some of the carp and grass carp were over a meter long. They moved powerfully and aggressively, their postures domineering—they were clearly the overlords of Chenbao Lake.

A clump of aquatic plants trembled, and Owen Sutton's consciousness shifted over. At that moment, two small loaches about twenty centimeters long wriggled out from under the plants.

He examined them. These little loaches were grayish-yellow all over, covered in black spots, looking very much like the spotted loach he had seen at the marine museum before. The spotted loach is a common freshwater fish in North America, and he had some impression of it.

The two spotted loaches opened and closed their mouths, searching for grass seeds among the aquatic plants, but then a carp as long as an adult's arm came rushing over, its mouth wide open, 'crunch crunch,' devouring clumps of algae.

Startled, the spotted loaches fled, while the carp ate most of the aquatic plants and then swam away, shaking its head and tail triumphantly.

Amusingly, Owen Sutton sensed an emotion of anger from the two spotted loaches.

Angry little loaches? Owen Sutton couldn't help but laugh.

As his consciousness continued to wander, he saw pike, the common North American Baikal whitebait, strawberry bass, and black bass in the lake, but the most abundant were still carp and grass carp, and the largest ones were also these.

Although the world in the lake was not as rich and colorful as on land, it was still vibrant. His consciousness had only explored a small part of the lake, but he had already seen dozens of fish species, most of which he didn't recognize, not to mention the bizarre aquatic plants.

Owen Sutton had always thought freshwater fish were rather monotonous, but in Chenbao Lake, he realized that freshwater fish could also be colorful and dazzling. It was a pity that, despite his previous interest in fish, now he couldn't recognize eight or nine out of ten he encountered.

He spent over two hours with his consciousness in Chenbao Lake, changing the bathwater four times. Finally, he moved to the bed, curled up under the covers, and continued exploring the lake in his mind. Only when he felt truly exhausted did he plan to withdraw his consciousness and rest.

Just then, a large carp over half a meter long suddenly darted out, chased by a brilliantly colored rainbow trout. For some reason, the rainbow trout was extremely angry, baring its teeth and pursuing fiercely.

The carp, with nowhere to escape, crashed headlong into the lakebed, probably trying to burrow into the thick mud to hide. As it hit the mud, the lakebed suddenly collapsed, revealing a large hole about three or four meters square.

The rainbow trout chased closely behind, while the carp fled further away. Owen Sutton, curious about the big hole at the bottom of the lake, sent his consciousness in for a look.

That one glance made his heart leap with excitement, because he saw, to his astonishment, that two oak chests were lying askew in the muddy hole at the bottom of the lake.

The two oak chests, one large and one small, were both cube-shaped. The larger was about one and a half meters on each side, the smaller about eighty centimeters. The chests looked ancient and were tightly bound with iron chains, easily reminding one of legendary treasure chests.

The chests were almost exactly in the center of the lakebed. Owen Sutton estimated that the center of Chenbao Lake was over eighty meters deep. In this weather, diving that deep would probably require a professional salvage team.

This made Owen Sutton quite frustrated. Where would he get the money to hire a salvage team? Even if he could afford it, could a remote place like Farewell Town even have a professional salvage team?

If only his consciousness could lift the treasure chests out, Owen Sutton thought regretfully.

And just as this thought occurred to him, the water around the oak chests suddenly began to surge, and then, under the impact of the current and the immense water pressure, the chests were lifted up!

Owen Sutton was stunned!

His mind trembled, his consciousness scattered, and the chests that had floated up wobbled and fell back to the lakebed, stirring up mud and making the area around the pit a chaotic mess.