Safe shallows has to be one of the best above 200 meters locations, Second to the grassy plateau. The safe shallows are just incredibly rich with most basebuilding requirements, and with changes of scenery like plateaus, and kelp forests just around the corner. Lacking the necessary materials like silver and gold. It is abundant with table coral and edible fauna; which makes it a significantly good area to set up a base at.

Bases are unnecessary.

Staying in the lifepod is far more tasteful.

Tool or vehicle’s out of charge?

Just craft a new battery/cell.

Need storage?

Dump all of your stuff nearby, it’ll definitely stay there.

Need upgrades?

No you don’t, they’re merely limiting your power. If you can’t make it to the PCF and back with only your Seaglide, you’re doing it wrong.

Need sleep?

Why spend the night sleeping when you could be blindly searching for resources?

Need a pet?

When it comes to companionship, choose functionality over affection. Only Cuddle-simps would waste their resources and time building a room for some useless animal. Instead, confront them in their own home. They’ll be impressed by your courage and immediately submit to Ryley’s glorious rule. You might even earn a cool title like “The Crabsquid King”.

Sorry I misspelled, I wanted to say below 200meters and above 500 meters

You’re right.

No bases at all. Not even the lifepod.

Live off the sea, as an oceanic nomad, instead.

Travel with the Reefbacks, join a Sea Treader caravan. They have wares, if you have credit.

Take shelter from encroaching predators within Degasi habitats until you have gathered enough debris to fashion crude weaponry.

Consume your enemies, leaving seldom a strip of muscle behind. Then, make like Maida, and utilize their lifeless bodies as a fashionable mode of transportation. Discover the ends of the world, and then some more.

However, as that lifestyle prohibits one from rising above 200m, you would surely asphyxiate. An appropriate death for a martyr of such caliber. Even your dying breaths abide, and bubbles collect at an invisible ceiling. You sink further into the ocean (though not too far, lest you reach the 500m deep floor), the throbbing in your head tugging your eyelids shut. At last, the sun kisses the crimson ocean, and you meet your end.

Farewell, Bane of Bases.

Farewell, King of Crabsquids.

And farewell, Dear Ysolda.

heh

I recommend the Northwestern Mushroom Forest.

Northwestern Mushroom Forest my boi