Starting from Boston in North America, his fingers rubbed down the coastline of the continent little by little, until Rio de Janeiro in South America, stopping to meditate.

Looking at the contours that he had drawn by hand, both familiar and unfamiliar, he began to try to recall his sailing career, of where in the Atlantic Ocean there was such a large island with such a stunning scenery.

The fairyland-like natural scenery is a bit similar to New Zealand, except that New Zealand is in Oceania, 108,000 miles away.

After a while, the sailors came back with bulging sacks, and there were a lot of them hidden in their pockets, and they ate while walking with bright smiles, and they didn't even bother to peel the skin, anyway, it was pure natural and pesticide-free.

The citrus grove had been looted to fill forty sacks, enough to feed the entire fleet for two weeks.

Zheng Fei ate the fresh fruit that he had not seen for a long time, it was so sweet, and the citrus honey slipped into his throat, comfortable.

He ate a dozen in one go, and then asked Pete to go back and ask someone to carry the sack, while he continued with the others.

Maybe you'll be able to reach the snow-capped mountain in the distance before dark, and then you'll be able to sip on the cold beer you've been dreaming of at the campfire party in the evening.

As I walked around the hot spring lake, it felt hotter and hotter, and beads of sweat continued to seep out of my pores, sliding down my cheeks and into my neck, and the sweat on my back pooled together and stuck to my clothes.

However, the source of heat is not the sun, but something else.

Volcano.

There is an active volcano nearby, and the crater is shaped like a dragon's mouth, and it breathes a scorching breath, and it will erupt at any time, but don't be afraid, this island covers a huge area and has a solid foundation, so you can stay here with peace of mind as long as you run a little farther when the magma erupts.

This also made Zheng Fei reverse his previous assumption that the reason for the gradually hot weather was the volcano, not because the fleet was approaching the equator.

In other words, his current position may still be in the North Atlantic, and he has been playing in circles by the magnetic field for the past month.

Inference is inference, the specific location will have to wait for da Vinci to make a sextant, not to mention, there is no hurry to know the location now, this island is abundant, maybe there is a gold mine or something, make a fortune first.

After crossing the mountains and walking for about two hours, leaving marks along the way for the return trip, they came to a spacious mountain stream, lush and green, with a clear stream flowing through it, the water of which was formed by melting snow and ice in the snow-capped mountains, which could be drunk directly, rich in minerals, and a real pure natural mountain spring.

Zheng Fei decided to camp here tonight, enough to accommodate more than 2,000 people, plus the cliffs on both sides are not high, the terrain is moderate, only need to put a few fires at the entrance of the mountain stream, you can prevent the beasts from approaching, and you can drink the best spring water at any time when you are thirsty, it is simply an excellent place to live.

So, he left some people to set up tents, and then asked a few people to go back the same way and bring all the families on the beach.

After a short rest, filling the kettle with water, he left the mountain stream and continued his journey towards the snowy mountains, where the temptation of ice was too great in the hot summer months, when his mouth was dry and his chest was on fire.

Not to mention ice cubes with beer, juices, and fruity smoothies.

Tut, a small half glass of brandy, a small half glass of citrus juice, mix the two, drop a few pieces of ice, add a few drops of milk if you like, and lie down on the grass with this "cocktail", while sipping wine while looking up at the starry night sky, holding a crispy roasted leg of lamb in your hand.

This life is simple, it would be more perfect if there was a TV to watch a football game.

Thinking of this, he raised an eyebrow.

The fleet consisted of teenagers, mostly Spanish or Portuguese, but also a few from Italy and Germany.

You must know that these are all famous football powers, and the Chinese people's body and thinking are very suitable for this high-intensity sport, not to mention that their ancestors have stronger bodies, and if they cultivate more, maybe the level is no worse than the European Cup, and they can see the live version of the football game at any time, or the master level.

It's kind of interesting.

He smiled and decided to give this honorable task to Grant, who was born in Madrid, Spain, played football since he was a child, and had undergone extremely harsh training as a teenager, so being a coach was enough.

Well, the first hobby was found in this era.

In the blink of an eye, noon had passed, and they came to a forest, where the sun cast dappled light and shadow on the ground through the branches.

With their feet on the fallen leaves, rattling, they beat a few rabbits, roasted and eaten.

Santiago went to relieve himself, and when he came back, he grabbed a large bunch of things, threw them on the ground, and wondered, "Man, can you eat this?"

Zheng Fei took a sip of the sweet mountain spring water, glanced at it, turned around in surprise, and said, "You never got it?"

"There's a big piece over there, and this thing looks like a monster, so I picked a bunch and ran away. ”

The tender yellow fruit, which was rarely seen in medieval Europe, was called banana.

Zheng Fei peeled one off and took a bite, sweet.

"Is it delicious?" asked Santiago, apprehensively.

Stuffed with a whole banana, he smiled: "Do you know, I used to cry when I was a child, every time I cry, as long as this appears in front of me, I immediately burst into tears and laughs, do you say it's delicious?"

As soon as the words fell, the sailors scattered and grabbed them.

The strongest Santiago didn't rob them, but silently went back and picked up a large bunch again, vigilantly holding it in his arms and slowly enjoying it by himself, smacking his lips comfortably while eating.

"Bring me two~" Zheng Fei looked at him for fear that others would grab food, and said amusedly.

Santiago shook his head like a rattle and said, "I won't give you such a good thing, you see you even picked that bottle of red wine, what is Lala called?"

"Rafi~"

"Yes, Lafite, you can't even give me a drink!"

A good bottle of Lafite can buy a plane of bananas.

Zheng Fei smiled bitterly and pursed his lips, waved his hand a few times and pretended not to care, paused for two seconds, and suddenly snatched one from the ground, snorted proudly, and ate.

A hint of surprise flashed in Santiago's eyes, and he pushed the sailor next to him and said, "Have you noticed, the captain is becoming more and more like a normal person now." ”

Echo in unison.

"Wasn't I like before?" Zheng Fei smashed the banana chips on him.

"Roar~" Santiago smiled and said seriously: "Don't you think, you rarely showed a happy smile before." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Fei couldn't help but be stunned.

Like, yes.

Now I really know how to grasp the happiness in life more than before.

He took a sip of water, took it in his mouth for a while, waved his hand and smiled: "Guys, target Snow Mountain, hurry!"

[There are three watches today, and the third chapter is around one o'clock in the morning~]