HLM -Chapter 1109 Blossoms Beneath the Lake

Wang Bo signaled the helmsman to steer slightly forward and to the side. “Take it slow. I want to find a good spot for fishing.”

Williams, who was brushing the dog’s fur, asked curiously, “Isn’t our current location already suitable for fishing? The water’s calm, deep enough, and the vegetation is plentiful.”

Uncle Bing, packing up the fishing rods, smiled. “On this, we have to follow our boss. He grew up by the sea and has a knack for finding fish through water.”

The motorboat slowly moved forward until it reached the water above the brilliant lake bottom displayed on the sand table.

Wang Bo studied carefully and was astonished to find that the colorful residents were corals. Previously, he had brought home a large amount of dead coral polyps from the ocean and thrown them into Lake Haweya.

Based on his understanding, coral skeletons formed from dead polyps are just ordinary stones; this change is irreversible—this wasn’t something he made up; scientific data supports it.

But now, this scene defied scientific research. Wang Bo stared at the sand table in disbelief. If he didn’t have full confidence in his own sand table, he would have thought it was an illusion.

Indeed, without a doubt, the dead coral polyps had come back to life—and in large numbers!

The only explanation was resurrection. Coral polyps reproduce and grow extremely slowly; forming a colorful coral formation typically takes centuries.

Yet now, not even a hundred days had passed, and these coral stones had turned into living coral. Other than resurrection, what else could explain it?

Wang Bo speculated that perhaps the coral polyps on the stones weren’t truly dead but had entered a state between death and dormancy.

But that didn’t make sense either. Coral polyps have evolved over hundreds of millions of years to live exclusively in the ocean; they shouldn’t be able to survive in freshwater.

He quickly went online to check. As he suspected, corals were originally classified into marine and freshwater types—but freshwater corals had gone extinct tens of thousands of years ago.

Given this, the only explanation was the work of the Heart of the Lake.

Wang Bo scratched his head and decided not to worry about this mystery. Once it’s discovered, it will surely attract many experts to study it. Let the professionals handle professional matters.

From the sand table, this coral lake area was extraordinarily beautiful—a beauty unlike any scenery in Sunset Town, a delicate, radiant charm.

With the Heart of the Lake’s support, the corals not only revived but became far more beautiful than before. Their colors were brighter and more vivid, as if a flower field had appeared on the lake bottom.

Wang Bo was somewhat enchanted. He couldn’t understand why such a stunning coral scene hadn’t been discovered by tourists yet.

There were plenty of boats on Lake Haweya, and many tourists came to the lake in spring, while more people came to fish. Normally, such an underwater spectacle should not have gone unnoticed.

Once above the coral lake, Wang Bo understood the reason: the area he had chosen to place the coral stones was too deep!

Winter sunlight wasn’t strong enough to penetrate that depth, so the lake bottom scene couldn’t be illuminated.

Now, with spring’s arrival, sunlight was more penetrating. Still, the water wasn’t glass; even through the deep lake, the scene below remained unclear. Wang Bo could only make out vague flashes of bright color.

He thought for a moment and decided to undertake a major project: moving the coral stones to shallower nearby waters.

For him, this wasn’t difficult—the sand table allowed scaling up and down at will. He just needed to be careful not to harm the coral polyps. Piece by piece, he carefully moved the coral stones to the lakeside.

In this way, he could fish in a place abundant with fish, shrimp, and crabs while simultaneously transporting the corals.

Transporting the coral stones inevitably stirred up the lakebed. After more than two hours of work, the water finally returned to clarity. Then, someone shouted:

“My God, come see! Come see! A garden has appeared at the bottom of the lake! What’s happening down there?”

The discoverer was fishing from a small inflatable raft and had looked down by chance, noticing the faintly visible coral stones.

To avoid arousing suspicion, Wang Bo hadn’t moved the coral stones into very shallow water. They only needed to be found; the dim, ambiguous beauty added to the wonder.

Shouts of amazement spread. Nearby boats were drawn over, and as people examined the lake bottom more closely, more exclamations followed:

“Here too! What is this? Yellow and orange, maybe?”

“No, there’s purple and red, even blue! My God, this is stunning!”

“Is this coral? Only coral could be this vibrant in water!”

“Nonsense, there’s no coral in a freshwater lake. Maybe some new kind of aquatic plant?”

More and more people, attracted by the commotion, joined in. Even Lancaster and his friends, joking earlier, were drawn over.

“What’s going on?” Wendy frowned. He hadn’t been part of the conversation with friends, as he was planning houses at the base and middle of the mountain. The interruption annoyed him.

Wang Bo pretended to be clueless and stepped out. A bodyguard who listened carefully hesitated: “It seems… they’ve found something… something like a particularly beautiful aquatic plant.”

Williams, ever curious and enthusiastic, said, “Pack up the rods, let’s go check it out.”

Lancaster, a true fishing enthusiast, had caught quite a few fish but reluctantly said, “Should we fish a bit longer? I haven’t hooked a big one yet.”

“Where there’s aquatic vegetation, there are usually big fish,” Wang Bo said.

Lancaster laughed. “Okay, let’s go see.”

The small motorboat slowly approached. The voices from nearby boats reached them clearly. Leaning over the gunwale, Williams exclaimed, “Really, what’s under the water? It looks so beautiful.”

New Zealand never lacked daring adventurers. In the early spring weather, someone even jumped into the water to take a closer look.

When Wang Bo and his group arrived, someone was surfacing. He removed his diving mask and shouted, “My God! We’ve discovered the eighth wonder of the world! Corals—real coral blocks!”

“How is this possible?” Lancaster said first. “How could there be coral in a lake?”

Wendy nodded. “These guys must be seeing things. Wang, did you have someone throw some colored stones in here?”

Wang Bo acted clueless, pretending to wonder, “I didn’t do that… did my subordinates? I’ll call and check.”

More people jumped into the water to see. Once submerged a meter or two, the full splendor of the coral stones became visible.

Thus, the truth was confirmed.