Seeing An An's shocked expression, Han Feng and Jiang Surou also became curious.
"What important thing did you forget?"
The two of them looked at the small notebook, which was also made of water and was blue in color. There was not a single word on it, only some things that looked like ghost drawings and some symbols of shells, conchs, starfish and other marine animals.
An An flipped the pages quickly and finally came to a page. On that page, there was a picture of an ocean and under the ocean there were some treasure chests.
"What month is it now?"
An An asked.
"It's the end of January."
"Oh, there's still time. Fortunately, An An remembered it in time, otherwise, it would have delayed the important matter."
As An An spoke, he took out a coral branch and wrote quickly on the page.
"The tenth era of the Immortal Calendar, eighteen thousand and nineteen years."
(Remember this date. It is very important.)
"Xianli
