"Wake up! Wake up! ”

The continuous pushing and shoving woke Liu Zheng from his slumber, and he subconsciously thought that the enemy was attacking, and reached out to grab the boy next to him.

"The storm is coming." Flio grabbed him and yelled.

He shook his drowsy head and looked around.

The sky that was originally bright and dazzling has been covered by dark clouds.

Only the lightning that lit up from time to time brought a glimmer of light, like countless giant pythons rolling in the clouds.

Before Liu Zheng could speak, the raindrops the size of beans slanted down like a basin of water that had been overturned.

The moisture in the air made him feel suffocated.

It was as if an animation had pressed the play button, and the otherwise calm sea began to set off waves.

The ups and downs of the hull of the ship gradually became violent, and the waves crashed against the hull of the boat and splashed on Liu Zheng's face, and the cold feeling made him completely sober.

"Go to the bilge and look at it, and if there's a leak, find something to plug it." Flio shouted as he put away the sails.

"What did you say?" The voice was muffled by a huge thunderbolt, and Liu Zheng didn't hear it clearly.

"I said, go to the bilge, if there is a leak, plug it!" Flio shouted as hard as he could, his shrunken but still strong arm clutching the winch.

There was no thunder this time, Liu Zheng heard it clearly, and immediately rushed to the bilge.

Although he has never been to sea, he also knows that efficiency is life at this time.

"Fenrir, lower that damn sail." Frio roared again.

Wolfheart did not hesitate and walked to the side of the sail against the strong wind.

"How?" She asked aloud.

"Tighten the rope!" Flio shouted.

"Tighten the rope." She repeated, then pulled the long rope tightly, causing it to crumble straight.

The rope bears the weight of the boom. When the mainsail is raised to the top, the rope should be fully relaxed.

Before lowering the mainsail, the rope must be in a fully stressed state.

"Wrap the operating cable around the winch and remove the winch handle!" Flio continues to teach.

"Go around the winch and remove the handle." She continued to repeat, and then finished the movement.

"Okay, now grab the edge of the sail and listen to me count one, two, three." Frio was furious, grasping the sail with one hand, like a sea god grasping a trident.

The Wolfheart complied, focusing on Frio's orders.

"One, two, three, pull!" Flio roared and pulled down hard.

The heart of the wolf also pulled down almost at the same time, and both sails were finally lowered.

After lowering the sails, the hull of the ship was significantly less turbulent, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young Master Raphael, do you need help?" Flio solved the sail problem and immediately looked at Raphael, who was at the helm.

"I don't have a problem, Uncle Flio. Also, in the future, call me captain, first mate. Raphael steered the rudder in the direction of the ship's stereotype, so that the ship would not be capsized by the waves.

The exquisite clothes were soaked by the rain, and the original fluffy bangs were all stuck to the forehead, which looked extremely embarrassing.

But Raphael didn't care, just watched intently at the overwhelming waves.

Flio grabbed a cable and tied himself firmly, and motioned for Wolfheart to do the same.

Fortunately, the ship seems to have been built recently, the materials are not bad, and the hull will not be easily destroyed.

The deck is stable, and Liu Zhengze, who is in the bilge, has a headache.

Although there are no large gaps, there are still a few small ones.

If left unchecked, sooner or later it will have to expand.

After looking around, I didn't find a tool that could fill the gap.

There was no way, there were several gaps not far away, so Liu Zheng had to lie on the ground and block them with his limbs and chin.

It's quite a comical scene, he is like a fetish idiot, making intimate contact with the bottom of the boat.

Fortunately, he was the only one in the bilge, and if someone else was there, he would have been killed...

Well, he will still do it, where the face is important.

Shake and shake, shake and shake.

Liu Zheng felt that he was playing the pirate ship in the amusement park, and it was still the kind that never stopped.

Although his stomach turned upside down, he still endured it and did not throw it up.

As far as the bilge environment is concerned, once he vomits, it is the beginning of a nightmare.

I don't know how long it took, but just as he was getting used to the shaking, the hull finally stabilized.

Flio came down from the deck, saw Liu Zheng's appearance, and smiled: "Wallace, what are you doing here?" ”

Liu Zheng said with difficulty: "I'm plugging the leak." ”

Freio laughed maniacally, and finally stopped, and said as he stroked his chest, "Okay, okay, leave it to me here, you go to the deck." ”

This old man, he will definitely hack him with this in the future.

If it weren't for the fact that he had lived and died twice, he would definitely kill people and kill people, Liu Zheng thought indignantly.

On deck, Raphael was resting against the mast, commanding the heart of the wolf at the helm.

The wind and waves have stopped, and the sails have not yet been raised, so you just need to get a rough direction.

"Ah, Mr. Wallace, hard work. Come and rest. Raphael crossed his legs very unfiguratively and patted the vacant seat next to him to greet Liu Zheng.

After plugging the leak on the ground for a long time, Liu Zheng was indeed tired.

Wobbly walked over to Raphael and lay down, unceremoniously slapping him with his butt to make way for a little more.

Raphael good-naturedly stepped out of the way, and the two drenched men half-leaned together, enjoying the calm after the storm subsided.

"It's beautiful." Raphael muttered.

Liu Zheng barely opened his eyelids, the morning sun rose from the distant sea level, and the fiery red light traced the outline of the wolf's heart, she was like a beautiful god born from a shell.

"It's beautiful." Liu Zheng expressed his approval.

"That, Miss Fenrir." Raphael was a little embarrassed.

"Do what?" The tone of the wolf's heart is rare soft, and although it doesn't care about other people's opinions, it is not annoying to have someone who appreciates their own beauty.

"Can you get out of the way and get out of the way for us to see the sunrise." Raphael said sincerely.

"Get out!" Wolfheart's reply was brief.

"Hahaha!" Liu Zheng couldn't hold back his smile anymore and laughed heartily.

Wolfheart didn't really get angry, and smiled.

She knew that Raphael was just joking, to ease their nervousness.

Regaining some strength, the three men got to work.

First, the water from the boat was swept into the sea, and then the soup was made on a fire, and the clothes were roasted by the way.

After a morning of freezing, if you don't drink the hot soup and dry your clothes, you will inevitably catch the cold.

There are no doctors or medicines on the sea, and minor illnesses can quickly turn into major ones.

In fact, it is not very useful to have a doctor.

In the real world, it wasn't until the 15th century that some navies and expedition fleets had specialized ship doctors, and all of them were physicians.

During this period, there was a serious epidemic at sea, and there was a lack of conditions for surgery.

As a result, the ship's doctors are almost always physicians, and the surgeons are just assistants and hairdressers.

The standard prescription of an internist is internal medicine, ointment, ointment, distilled water, etc., and most of the time it can only treat some minor ailments such as headaches, muscle aches, vomiting, skin diseases, etc., and can not help the slightly larger ones.

If you are injured, you can bandage it lightly and apply some medicine to yourself, and if you focus on it, you can bandage it and smear some medicine and pray that you will be better.

Always, the medieval ship doctor was such a nonsense existence.

It was not until the 17th and 18th centuries, after the great development of natural science, that some ship doctors began to use scientific methods to study medical problems under navigation, especially ocean voyages, and navigation medicine gradually took shape as a specialized discipline.

The Age of Discovery, in which Liu Zheng lived, corresponds to an era between the 16th and 17th centuries.

So even if there is a ship doctor, he will probably try to say, "Do you want to try bloodletting?" ”

When breakfast was over, they put on their half-dry clothes and moved the brazier to the bilge so that Wolfheart could dry it.

"Captain, do you recognize the route?" Liu Zheng questioned.

Raphael looked at the charts and the sun again, and worked for half a day, still spinning in place.

"You're too noisy, Wallace. We were blown too far off the course by the storm and it was difficult to locate us. ”

The two are real friends of life and death, and Raphael's words are no longer so polite.

Liu Zheng pursed his lips, although he felt that Raphael's kid was obviously unreliable, but there was no way, who made him the captain.

Raphael scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time, and finally pointed in one direction: "That's the direction, full speed ahead!" ”

"Captain, you just pointed it with your eyes closed." Liu Zheng looked at him suspiciously.

"No, you're wrong. Don't talk nonsense, carry out orders. Raphael unleashed the majesty of the captain.

"Yes, tighten the sails and go full speed." Liu Zheng, the second mate and sailor who was shocked by the majesty, shouted weakly.

Uncle Flio looked at the two young men arguing, laughed, and tightened the sails.

The brig armed clipper "no one for the time being" is heading for the uncharted seas.