On the bow of the boat, Gu Xiaobai's two hands were clasped in his ears, his figure was swaying, and his face was pale.

Behind him, Jiang Wei held him with two hands and helped him stabilize his body.

Suddenly, Gu Xiaobai opened his eyes, and then turned his head: "Wow...... ...... vomit"

He had been like this for more than two hours, and he had vomited countless times in between, but in fact, there was nothing left in his stomach, just the dizziness and imbalance of concentration, but it did not let him go.

The human brain is so awkward.

Jiang Wei was very distressed, although he didn't know what was going on, he understood that Gu Xiaobai must have the meaning of doing so.

At this moment, his body was also vomited by Gu Xiaobai, but he didn't have time to change his clothes or wipe it.

He handed over the salt water to Gu Xiaobai: "Xiaobai, drink some water......"

If he vomits like this, Gu Xiaobai will be dehydrated, so he can only prepare some saline for Gu Xiaobai.

Since he met Gu Xiaobai, he has never seen Gu Xiaobai so embarrassed.

Gu Xiaobai wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve and asked Jiang Hailong in the back: "What is the trajectory of the typhoon?"

Jiang Hailong looked at the satellite cloud map in his hand and reported the coordinates to Gu Xiaobai, Gu Xiaobai quickly analyzed it in his brain, and then stood up again and faced the direction of the sea.

At this moment, the sky in the distance has become a little dark.

The storm is approaching.

In the rear, Wang Guanshan looked at a few of them, completely unaware of what they were doing.

Didn't you say you were going to do acoustic research? Why don't you use any instruments?

He didn't know that Gu Xiaobai was actually training his ears and brain, speculating on the changes and trajectory of the storm.

Six hundred years ago, Gu Xiaobai didn't have any tools, and the only thing he could use was his own ears.

By comparing the satellite cloud images with the voices he heard, Gu Xiaobai slowly summed up some rules.

He was learning one of the most unique abilities that no one had ever mastered.

Use your ears to identify the trajectory of a typhoon!

Whether it is an invincible fleet or a 10,000-ton giant ship, it is still vulnerable in front of Tianwei.

The same is certainly true of the Zhongjun.

But he had to take the risk and put the Zhong Jun in danger, because there was no precedent, no skill to refer to, and he had to try it himself.

And only in this way will he be able to successfully survive the crisis with the fleet that he had six hundred years ago.

Although the Zhongjun is only a 2,000-ton ship, it is a catamaran itself, with extremely strong stability and wind resistance almost equivalent to that of a 10,000-ton giant ship.

And the speed of the Zhongjun is extremely fast, far faster than the speed of the typhoon, so although this move seems risky, it is not completely looking for death.

At least I can escape.

But even so, Wang Guanshan was still nervous to death.

On the sea, when the real storm comes, whether you are a 10,000-ton ship or an aircraft carrier, above the monstrous waves, it is just a toy.

It can be flipped over for you in minutes.

But Gu Xiaobai insisted on this, all he could do was obey orders.

Wang Guanshan has sailed at sea for decades and has seen countless storms, but the number of times he has actually avoided sailing on the edge of the storm is only a handful.

He could only order the crew to reinforce the ship, fix everything on the ship, and prepare all kinds of ropes, and at the critical moment, they had to tie themselves to the operating table.

At this moment, the Zhong Jun was at full speed and headed in the direction of the storm.

The calm sea gradually became uncalm, and the clouds began to thicken ahead, the wind howled, and the storm came!

Jiang Wei finally couldn't help Gu Xiaobai.

"Xiaobai, let's go back, it's too dangerous outside!" Jiang Wei persuaded loudly.

Gu Xiaobai shook his head and simply fixed himself on the railing.

On the side, Jiang Wei had no choice but to help Gu Xiaobai put on a life jacket and poncho, and watched Gu Xiaobai stand on the bow of the boat again.

He covered his ears with both hands, blocking the howling wind and removing the noise from it.

But it can't block the infrasound waves that pass through the body.

His entire body, at this time, is an antenna that receives sound waves.

The heartbeat "buzz...... The sound of "thump" came from the direction of the center of the storm.

As the distance approached, that direction became clearer and clearer.

Got you!

Gu Xiaobai opened his eyes suddenly.

His body has been beaten cold by the cold rain, but his heart is hot!

It's finally done!

But that's not enough!

"35 degrees south-west, speed 10 knots!" Gu Xiaobai ordered.

Closer! Closer!

Only in this way can he truly know how to hide in the midst of the storm!

In this world, no one can give Gu Xiaobai experience, he can only try it himself!

The slower the speed at this time, the more dangerous it is.

Wang Guanshan gritted his teeth and faithfully followed Gu Xiaobai's order, turning!

At the same time, he shouted an order: "Fill the water tank with water!"

Seawater poured into the anti-shake tank at the bottom of the ship, and the hull of the Zhongjun slowly sank.

The two pairs of fin-like rudders slowly spread out below the water's surface, like the wings of an airplane, clinging to the current and pressing the Zhongjun below the surface.

The Zhongjun, which had been fluctuating, gradually became stable again.

But the wind howled so hard that it was almost impossible to stand.

Gu Xiaobai clung to the railing and closed his eyes again.

Six hundred years ago, the wind was howling, and on the sea, a fleet of ships, instead of lowering their sails, was raising their sails against the storm!

It was a great gamble, a bet to win and continue the voyage, and a gamble to lose and everything to be destroyed.

On deck, dozens of people tugged at the hard sail, trying to hang it from the mast.

The old shipwright Du Ming, with a few of his apprentices and more than a dozen soldiers, was struggling with the huge wind.

Beside him, many people on the deck also went to help.

At this moment, the wind was too strong, and under the huge mast that several people were hugging together, dozens of people exerted their strength to feed, but they still could not lift the sail to the top.

Suddenly, a cry rang out:

"Heavenly word yo ho ......"

The old shipwright Du Ming's face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and shouted a trumpet.

Beside him, dozens of soldiers shouted at the same time: "Qi You!"

Dozens of hands, dozens of feet, dozens of men, desperately pushing back.

"Ground word yo ho ......"

Pull hard!

"Qi Qi!"

More people joined in.

"Herringbone yo ho ......"

Pull hard!

"Qi yo!"

Even Zheng He joined the ranks of hoisting the sails.

"And the word yo ho ......"

"Qi Qi !!!"

The sails are moving!

Sail up!

The mainsail, which was barely dragged by the wind, slowly rose and flattened.

Gu Xiaobai stood at the end of the team, this small body, holding the rough rope tightly, and shouting the trumpet.

Above the deck, majestic trumpets burst out.

"One-liter mainsail yo ho ......"

Pull!

"Yo ho!"

"The backbone of the heart is ......"

Pull!

"Yo ho!"

"Smooth sailing......"

Pull!

"Yo ho!"

"Butterfly Sail Yo Ho ......"

Pull!

"Yo ho!"

Sail up!

It's the top!

It's fixed!

Gu Xiaobai let go of his hand and turned to look around.

Above the sea, hard sails slowly rise.

Brave the wind!

Face the unpredictable sea.

Advance!

On this sea, at this moment, there is no advanced technology, no steel ships.

All you can rely on is brute force.

Passionate!

Forward!