In the dark, Lin Sheng's figure walked out of the cabin. The long darkness made his eyes gray, and he couldn't adjust to the bright light in front of him for a moment.

As he walked forward, he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and everything in front of him was a pure white, as clean as white paper soaked in milk, and everything was blurry.

"Hey, the one over there." In the pure white, someone suddenly rushed over and shouted at him, as if he was in a hurry to explain something.

In confusion, Lin Sheng squinted his eyes and found that a young man in his early twenties was running towards him. A young man of Russian origin.

The man of Russian descent looked a few years older than Lin Sheng, with a large hat on his head and a sailor's suit, and looked like he should be a crew member on the Miracle.

The man turned his head to look at Lin Sheng a few times, turned around and trotted over, half-pacing, and approached Lin Sheng step by step.

"Logistics?" The man stood firm in front of Lin Sheng and asked softly. Then he saw Lin Sheng in a pure black suit, and muttered quietly, "Why are you dressed ......like you're going to a funeral?"

"......" Lin Sheng.

Then the man chattered and interrogated, but Lin Sheng just lowered his head and was silent. At this time, as long as he listened to the man's nagging, after all, Lin Sheng didn't expect the man to give him any news about the dragon egg.

"Go to the aft cabin, where the captain is gathering his men, hurry over." The man finally said. Then he hurried out of here, ran to another person who was approaching, called to stop, communicated, and continued to run.

Heavy rain is still falling in the sky, and the weather forecast says that a 12-magnitude typhoon will fall within three hours. The waves on the surface of the sea had reached the side of the ship, and the hull seemed to be being dragged by something, and the draft was deep.

"Rustle...... Ymir?" In the channel, the shrill sound of electricity is still raging unscrupulously.

Lin Sheng raised his arm and looked at the clock, the hands of the clock pointed to 6:37 in the morning.

There is no signal. The impact of the typhoon day was worse than he thought. At this time, he was like a bee that had lost his hearing, buzzing around the ship.

The map was left in his suitcase, which he threw on the bilge. There is no way, now he can only rely on his intuition to track the traces of the dragon's "egg". After all, he couldn't be allowed to hold the Desert Eagle against someone else's forehead and ask indifferently, "Have you seen a newborn dragon cub running past here, it's dangerous, I need to know its whereabouts?"

I'm afraid that people are still waiting for you to finish, and they will be in an uproar, and Pear Blossom cried with rain and said, "Big brother, are you going to rob money or sex?" Don't say it's a dragon, even the two desert eagles you carry with you can scare people out of their hearts.

"Go to the rear cabin." Lin Sheng thought.

Just now the man said that the captain was gathering the crew in the aft cabin. He thought that must have happened, as he saw more and more crew members start running there.

"Oooo

The hard leather shoes stepped on the ground, and the cold stagnant water was splashed up, and the rain poured from the air on Lin Sheng's face, and finally slid gently down his face.

Rear cabin

The crowd began to surge. A middle-aged man, a middle-aged man of Russian nationality, anxiously walked out of the back cabin. The dense crowd was pushed through the middle, and the crew made way for a passage.

The current captain of the Miracle, Sutherton Jane Bossa, is Slade's stepson.

Lin Sheng stood quietly in the crowd and watched Persa, letting the crowd push him into the corner. At this time, the crew was all watching Bersa, and no one would notice him, a strangely dressed young "crew".

"Silence!" In the midst of the noise, someone suddenly raised their hand, and the noisy crowd was ruthlessly interrupted. Everyone began to fall silent, for it was none other than Perza who had spoken.

"Good morning, gentlemen." Persa stood under the high flag on the deck and said loudly.

It was already past six o'clock in the morning, but the weather in the sky was still lifeless. This is the case on typhoon days, and the oppressive atmosphere is always breathless.

"I'm sorry for the rush to summon you over, but what I want to tell you is...... We may be in some trouble. Pertha exclaimed.

His voice was full of tiredness, and there were even a few bloodshots in his eyes.

He cried, Lin Sheng thought, but he couldn't understand why he was crying.

"What's the trouble we're in, Bersa?" A very old man suddenly came out of the small cabin on the right, and by appearance he was seventy or eighty years old, worthy of the generation of Persa's father.

"Mr. Stephenson." Bossa stood up and saluted him in a solemn tone, "Charles is missing, he threw me from the sixth deck to the bottom cabin, and then completely disappeared from our ship. ”

"Missing?" Pasha Stephenson raised his cloudy eyes and looked at Bertha with some surprise, his face hesitant.

"Yes." "There's something mixed in on our ship, and there's already a crew member who has been killed. ”

"What is it?" Pasha said with a frown.

It had been a long time since anyone had left them on the Miracle, and even he, an old fellow who was about to enter the grave, was not willing to die, but now he suddenly heard someone go before him, and you can imagine the seriousness of the matter.

"I don't know." Perza shook his head, "There are humans and there are other things. ”

"What is it?" Pasha asked.

"Beast slaves."

"Beast slaves?"

"Yes."

Pasha thought about it for a long time in silence, and finally could only shake her head helplessly. Obviously, the veteran crew member, who had followed Edward for nearly his life, had never heard anything about the "beast slaves".

"Let's gather the crew first." Pasha concluded. This matter has to be taken seriously.

"Frey has sent someone to inform." "But I don't think that's enough." It was too difficult to deal with, and in addition to carrying the 'red poison' we encountered at the Cape of Good Hope, it was more important...... It is not afraid of bullets! ”

"Not afraid of bullets?" The muscles on Pasha's bark-like face jumped violently, and his expression was a little incredulous. He knew that it was a rare animal toxin scattered in southeast Africa, and anyone who was bitten lightly by an animal carrying this toxin would often bleed from the wound, and eventually would slowly lose too much blood and die.

There are not many cases of this venom causing death in history, because it is near a small remote tribe in Africa, so ordinary people are not aware of its existence. But Pasha and Bosa really met. At the Cape of Good Hope, when they were out exploring, they passed by a small, abandoned village full of these blue-gray vipers carrying "red poison". Only the captain and Pasha managed to escape, and the others remained in it forever.

Pasha knew the horror of "Red Poison", but he had never heard of it without fear of bullets.

Even if the skin is as thick as an elephant, or the shell is as hard as a turtle, it has never been heard of that they can stop a human bullet, let alone any creature that is not afraid of bullets.

"Yes." Perza nodded, his face solemn, "Charles shot that thing in the head with his own hands, but it was still alive and running after us for three whole cabins. "You know Charles's marksmanship, and although he behaves like a cowboy in the West, he can accurately hit an apple a hundred meters away, let alone hit it on the forehead." ”

"Is that so?" Pasha's face finally became solemn. If it is really as Pertha suggests, then their situation will be very dangerous.

Not even afraid of bullets, so what else can deal with it?

Unless they don't want to live, they take naval guns or missiles at that thing and bombard it. In the end, the monster died, and they were all finished, and one piece sank into the sea with the monster to feed the fish.

"Send more people and find Charles as soon as possible." Pasha's tone was unmistakable, this was an order he had given to Bertha as an elder.

"Yes." Pertha responded.

Then Pasha thought for a moment, then said, "Take Kaino with you." ”

Perza turned his head to look at the burly figure in the crowd, nodded, and turned and disappeared into the crowd.

"Beast slaves?" Lin Sheng stood in the corner of the crowd and quietly watched Bosa's departure, with no expression on his cold and ice-like face.

The golden pupils were still slowly shining in his eyes, but no one would notice him, because no one dared to look directly at the dazzling golden pupils.

"Damn, how can this annoying weather change?" On the Senivia, Professor Northman was clutching his forehead in a hurry. The typhoon cut off all of their signals, and all seven members of the team had lost contact with the Serbia.

A typhoon is coming, and all the ships sailing at sea have withdrawn to the port. A ship that dares to stay at sea in this kind of weather is tantamount to walking in front of the Ghost Gate, and if you are not careful, you will be swept into an uninhabited sea several nautical miles away.

"Professor, do we need to notify them of the withdrawal?" Lenia on the side also began to become anxious.

They are still working at sea in the Shen season, but what awaits them in this weather will be a rare force 12 gale. A small speedboat exposed to this high-intensity storm is like a leaf floating in a hurricane, and it can be crushed to pieces by a typhoon at any time.

"Wait, wait." Norsman's hands propped up on the table, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he said comfortingly, "Wind Chime's 'Stygian' is the 'Wind King's Wings' with serial number 103, and her ability is to control the wind, plus her Spirit Liberation 'Holy Wind Staff', typhoons below level 12 will not affect her." Although the 'Whisper' began to gradually decline more than 2,000 years ago, it still has an absolute advantage in the world of wind. ”

Professor Norsman looked at Lenia one last time and said seriously, "We need to trust the Wind Chimes, she will protect her companions." Moreover, the very existence of the Soul is above the 'Whisper', and in the world of the wind, she is the 'Commander'. ”

(End of chapter)