Follow Cuenca into the "cellar room" and lift the lid of one of the casks filled with citrus, the strong smell of alcohol mixed with the distinctive sour smell of oranges hits the face, and the first smell is unusually pungent. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wen Wen choked on the smell, and the whole person couldn't help but take a few steps back, and as the smell gradually spread in his nose, the pungent taste before gradually softened.

Seeing the change in expression on Gentle's face, Cuenca smiled proudly.

"Well, does it smell the same as that coconut-flavored rum in the Sailor's Tavern?"

"People don't taste as good as you." Wen Wen plugged his nostrils with two fingers to prevent him from smelling the pungent smell that destroyed his sense of smell again, and his muffled voice suddenly became a little funny, "You lift the lid, I'm looking to see if these oranges can still be eaten." ”

"You're so silly and cute."

Cuenca struggled to hold back a smile as he reached out and lifted the lid of the barrel in front of him again, revealing the dark yellow rotten oranges inside.

"It looks disgusting."

Looking at the gentle look that was about to vomit, Cuenca showed a very intoxicated expression instead.

"It looks disgusting, but it tastes delicious!"

"After watching your production process, I don't even have the desire to touch this thing, let alone drink it."

Gently resisting his nausea, he pinched his nose and looked into the bucket.

The crushed citrus in the barrel is all a dull yellow, fermented, mixed with the mother and exudes an unbearable sourness, if you don't have gentleness and make wine at home, you will think that the barrel of citrus is already stinking.

If this kind of thing was taken out directly and eaten by the crew, Wen Wen was really afraid that they would rise up on the spot, and then the first Yellow Turban Uprising in the Iron Sail Country was born.

"I can't eat it." Gently motioned for Kunka to close the lid of the barrel, shook his head and whispered, "It's been boring for too long, and it's all fermented." ”

"Then we ......"

Wen Wen walked to the door of the "cellar cabin" and held his chin to think of a solution, his brain racing so fast that he didn't even notice that Cuenca suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his sentence.

"There's no way, now it seems that we can either quickly find a piece of land to replenish vegetables and fruits for the crew, but even if we go straight to the mainland from here, it will take about fifteen days, I don't know if the sailors can last that long." Wen Wen leaned against the wall by the door and muttered to himself, "Either speed up the ripening of your citrus rum and give it to the crew, this room should be enough to get us to land." ”

"What do you say?"

Without a response from Cuenca, he looked back mildly and suspiciously, only to see a scene that left him speechless.

I saw that Uncle Cuenca, who was still holding the lid of the barrel before, actually fell on top of the barrel containing fermented citrus in front of him and fell asleep directly.

And the snoring is also earth-shattering.

"Hey, hey, uncle, how tired are you?"

Gently crying and laughing, he looked at Uncle Cuenca in a strange posture, stepped forward speechlessly, and gently pushed Uncle Cuenca, who was sleeping on top of the barrel.

"Uncle, you want to go back to sleep, don't sleep here, say okay first, I can carry ......"

Before Wen Wen finished speaking, Uncle Cuenca who was lying on the barrel actually fell directly to the ground with a "poof", if he didn't still breathe, and he was chirping, Wen Wen would even think he was dead.

At this time, Gentle also noticed that something didn't seem quite right.

"Hey, uncle, hey! Wake up! ”

Gently and loudly called out to him in Cuenca's ear, but no matter how much he shouted, Cuenca on the ground did not react at all.

Sitting the unconscious Cuenca on the edge of the barrel, he examined it carefully and found nothing wrong, except that he couldn't wake up, he was no different from his normal sleep at all.

“…… I'm sorry, uncle! ”

In desperation, Wen Wen could only confess to Uncle Cuenca, who was sitting paralyzed in front of him, and then his heart was crossed, and a big ear scraper slapped over.

Because of too much strength, the hero in the minds of the people of Tiefan was directly slapped to the ground by him, and the huge inertia made Cuenca roll on the ground several times, fortunately there was a vent over there, otherwise with Uncle Cuenca's rolling trend, I am afraid that the wooden barrel full of rotten oranges would be directly knocked apart.

But even so, Cuenca still fell into that deep sleep.

Faced with this situation, Wen Wen had no choice but to adjust the Cuenca lying on the ground into a more comfortable position, and then go out to find the crew, no matter what, he had to get Cuenca back to the room first.

Walking down the spiral staircase to the top of the deck, Wen Wen did not expect that what appeared in front of him was a terrible scene like hell.

As far as the eye can see, there are sailors lying everywhere on the Wind and Waves.

To a gentle surprise, he hurried to the nearest sailor to check on him, who was in an indescribable deep sleep, just like Cuenca.

Looking at it this way, they should be like Cuenca, they all appeared in this situation suddenly, which proves that this is definitely not a normal phenomenon.

Gently put down the sailor in his hand, and ran straight to the bridge command room of the Wind and Waves, the first mate and the operators were all spared, and they all fell into this sudden dreamland, fortunately, the technology of the Iron Sail Country is developed, even if the Wind and Waves is uncontrolled, artificial intelligence will still maintain the normal operation of the battleship.

Faced with this strange sudden situation, Wen Wen was helpless, and he had no choice but to run to the cabin where the contact circle was located, trying to contact Lanaya, who was far away on the Trembling Island, for help.

But what he didn't expect was that the contact circle set up by Lanaya actually failed.

It's not that no one communicates with him, it's that the circle is ineffective.

The runes that had been slowly circulating before were all still, and the white glimmer on the circle had disappeared, and the entire contact circle was lying on the floor in the cabin like a child's stick figure, without the slightest reaction.

"What the fuck is this!"

Faced with this tricky situation, Gentle couldn't help but scold, and as his anger rose, he copied out the Huisheng Sword in the item bag, the ice blue rune circle shone in his left eye, and the whole person walked on the Wind and Waves like a furious god.

Even the contact circle set up by Ranaya has failed, this is definitely not a natural phenomenon, since this is the case, then there must be something that sneaked to the ship!

Thinking of this, Wen Wen couldn't help but think of the tranquility of sleeping in the room, and the whole person suddenly became nervous, but fortunately, although the sailors he met along the way were all asleep, everyone was still alive, so he was nervous and nervous, but he didn't mess up.