When a ship rides the wind and waves in the vast ocean, it is incomparably magnificent and shaky, especially the Dover, an old ship of more than 20 years, even if the daily maintenance is good, it can not withstand the passage of time.

In the face of the boundless waves, they also had to obey the old age, and the waves crashed against the hull of the ship with a violent sound.

The wide cabin accommodated hundreds of people, and the incandescent lights above their heads swayed differently, and so did the people, all of them staggering, half-lying on the ground, their mouths slightly open, and their faces pale.

As soon as the boat swayed, countless vomiting sounds could be heard, and the white and turbid puddle was full of the sour smell of gastric juice.

Not everyone will be able to get used to life at sea, and not everyone will be immune to the rocking of the ship without seasickness.

The vastness and abundance of materials in the Ezhen continent have made the vast majority of people never go to sea by boat in their lives, and only fishermen and wealthy nobles who rely on the sea for a living will go by boat.

People who have been rooted in the land for almost their entire lives are not used to this kind of wandering days.

"Every year!" The instant noodle head sailor put down the water scoop in his hand and said helplessly.

The disgusting air in the air made him extremely uncomfortable, if it weren't for the fear of someone dying, and the loss of the gamble last night, he wouldn't have bothered to do such a troublesome thing.

"There's no way around it, who made us unlucky." The other sailor grabbed the man lying on the ground, scooped up a large jar of light salt water, and poured it into the man's half-dead fellow.

In order to prevent the unlucky group from dying of seasickness and dehydration, sailors are responsible for filling them with salt water every day.

Every year, they are already surprised.

While the two unlucky ones in the shipyard who lost their bets poured salt water on the seasick guys one by one, the non-seasick ones on the deck were exercising themselves to prepare for the upcoming hunter exam.

Some were doing handstand push-ups, while others leaned against the side of the boat and quietly wiped the blades in their hands······

After a few days of travel, they began to get acquainted with the competitors around them, the most notable of which was the knife-wielding teenager, and all the guys on the ship who wanted to get a hunter's license had to admit that Ivan was the biggest obstacle on their way to the hunter's exam.

Even if the training is serious, many people still sweep their eyes to the young man sitting on the bow of the boat with his eyes closed, as if he is asleep.

If it weren't for the fact that a few brave guys wanted to kick him into the sea a few days ago, I'm afraid they would really think that this boy was sleeping.

As soon as they thought of those well-wishers who had already fed the fish, everyone calmed down, squeezed evil thoughts out of their minds, and trained themselves seriously.

"Captain, we are expected to arrive in Phuket tomorrow, and the journey is finally about to begin." The helmsman in the control room glanced at the sextant, judged the current position of the ship, and reported the situation to the captain.

"Don't get too excited, Bizz." Captain Moni laughed.

To get from the continent of Ezhen to the continent of the Nile, you need to follow the ocean current, shuttle from the Moby Dick Strait, and cross the floating mountains to get there.

Not counting those bad weather, this journey is still full of dangers, even if the old seafaring man may be in danger of shipwrecking and dying.

But it is precisely because of this that groups of adventurous madmen are extremely infatuated with such dangerous waterways, and are willing to sail, even if it costs them their lives.

This kind of romance is not understood by everyone, and no one knows what they can meet and what they will encounter on the journey.

Such a boundless sea can withstand the greed of this group of seafarers.

"Captain, at six o'clock, there is a thunderstorm cloud, about twenty nautical miles away, right within our course, I'm afraid in half an hour we will enter the thunderstorm area." The ship's observer, shouting through a microphone to the control room.

Encountering thunderstorms during the voyage is something that most seafarers hate, and that means that they may pay with their lives.

"How fast is the wind?" Moni pulled out his binoculars and asked.

"Level six." The observer said with a telescope in one hand and a microphone in the other.

"Level six." Moni put down the binoculars and was silent for a moment before saying, "Let's go around." ”

The wind speed of level 6 is already considered a strong wind, which can roll up a giant wolf in the sea, Moni looked at the thickness of the thundercloud, and many years of sailing experience told him that the wind speed will increase again, and such a climate is very easy to form a seaspout.

There is no need to cross that sea at the great risk of shipwreckage and death.

When the control room was about to go around, a tail of flying fish flew out of the sea, with a round body, white skin, full of blue spots, and two fins extremely large, almost the size of a flying fish.

Jumping up from the water, jumping four or five meters high, fanning the fins, like a bird, flying in the air, extremely dreamy.

"What's that?" Someone looked up, dumbfounded.

The fish that I had the impression of living in the sea water actually jumped up from the sea water and became air creatures, and the feeling is that the sea and air forces are combat units.

"Bang..."

Countless flying fish jumped out of the water, and did not have the luck of falling back into the water, and many of them hit the mast and planks of the ship, and fell on the deck, like deflated balls, and immediately turned into flat bodies, and then struggled to twist their bodies.

At this time, the vast majority of people had the opportunity to take a closer look at this flying fish, with a very dreamy body, like a white cloud and blue sky, with a mouth like a sucker, and three pairs of eyes looking up in a daze.

"Captain, it's a six-eyed flying fish." The helmsman recognized the species of the flying fish and stood up suddenly.

"yes, got it." Moni took his pipe and took a long puff.

The six-eyed flying fish is a deep-sea fish that feeds on plankton and algae, and it is also a migratory fish that moves along the currents, and when strong winds and rains come, it rises and expands countless times.

With the help of the wind, drift forward.

The six-eyed flying fish is also extremely reproductive, and can even reproduce asexually, and each migration is a large group of people moving together.

Huge means that there are conditions that attract other marine foraging creatures.

The appearance of the six-eyed flying fish informs the voyagers that there are large sea creatures in the vicinity of the ship, and possibly even sea kings, which is an extremely bad sign.

However, despite this, the six-eyed flying fish tastes good, feeding on algae, so that its meat is full of the smell of various algae, if you really want to describe it, it is seaweed-flavored fish.

Many restaurants like to use the dried fish of the six-eyed flying fish as seaweed chips to make delicious sushi.

The rich rice is mixed with the fragrance of seaweed, and you can taste the sweetness of the sea fish between chewing, and the faint vinegar flavor of sushi is tempting.

"Command the kitchen, and eat the gifts of heaven in the evening." The captain smiled helplessly.

"Understood." The helmsman grinned as white as his teeth grew.

Being worried about unknown dangers is not the character of this group of seafarers, and it is the nature of adventurers to look down on life and death, and to do it if they are not satisfied.

No matter how dangerous it is, you can't go hungry.

Unbeknownst to everyone, a group of six or seven meters long tuna had already begun to hunt, like missiles, frantically foraging for food.

"Bang."

The ship swayed, and the sound of a loud muffled sound distinguished it from the others, like a knock on the door, but it was like the sound of a steel pipe stabbing the wooden door, making the surroundings silent.

"What sound?"

Staying in the cabin, the two sailors, who were pouring salt water, stopped their movements and stood on the ground, as if judging the source of the sound.

"All bastards, hurry up to the bottom of the ship." Captain Moni roared, and voices came from inside the radio.

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