After several changes, it was finally Viklico's turn again, and she heard the laughter and laughter from the boat, sighed and continued to raise the fishing rod in her hand.

"It always feels like when it's my turn, the deck gets lively...... Vicrico sits cross-legged on the back of the turtle, which still stretches its neck and mouth wide open trying to reach the tomato in front of him.

"You don't feel tired, we've been like this for more than two hours." Vikiriko whispered to the turtle, more like she was talking to herself.

It's been two full days since the sailboat got stuck on the turtle's shell, and considering that Jeanne's snake venom effect has not completely subsided, everyone always tries to stay on the turtle's back for a while, but after the past two days, everyone is exhausted, especially Viklico, who can't wait to turn her arms into stone statues so that she can hold the fishing rod steadily.

"Princess, are you tired?" Cooper's voice came from behind, and he walked to the turtle's back with a kerosene lamp in his hand and a strange tool on his shoulder.

"I'm tired enough, it's not time yet, are you in such a hurry to change shifts?" Vicky still held the fishing rod and didn't dare to let it go.

"There is a good saying, knowledge changes fate, although I am a rough person, but at least I know that there is a saying, called technology changes life."

Cooper said, placing the tool on the turtle's back, and he took the rod and stuck it firmly in the groove of the tool.

"Wow, you've solved a big problem! Cooper! Viklico hugged the dwarf excitedly, burying her head in his bushy beard and rubbing it repeatedly.

"Hey! This beard is not something that ordinary people can touch! Cooper quickly stopped Viklico, pointed at the tool with his thick fingers, and said, "This thing is made of the tattered armor of the ship, don't look at it, I have at least tried it, and it is quite reliable." Don't stare here, go back, I've got something good for you to see! ”

It seemed that this thing was indeed solid, and Vickyly didn't think much of it, and followed Cooper back to the ship. When Viklico's eyes fell on the deck, she couldn't believe what everyone else was doing in just over an hour.

Hanging from the mast was a glowing lantern with rows of wooden chess cards arranged in circles, with a wooden sixteen-sided die at the center, and Delano and Jeanne were so happy that they didn't even notice Viklico's approach.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Vicky said, pointing to the chess cards spread out on the ground.

"It's the Prod card, didn't I say I didn't have it at hand? I just made some of my own decks. The dwarf Cooper said as he folded his hands around his chest, and he reached out and took Vicilico and sat down in front of the chess cards.

"The rules are as follows: the dice have sixteen sides, corresponding to the sixteen decks of cards that are unfolded, and the cards are divided according to the number of people, because the number is evenly divided and the extra cards are not involved in the game. Each person can change the position of their chess cards at will before rolling the dice, but the number of the specified position remains the same, and this is always the case from one to sixteen.

"There are two kinds of cards, damage cards and defense cards, the one with the greater damage wins, and the defense has nothing to do with each other, but if the defense is greater than or equal to the damage, even if the defense wins!"

Cooper explained to Vicilico in detail how to play the Prod cards, but it was clear that Vicheric wasn't very interested in it.

"Hey, hey, wait, who's to say I'm going to play with you? Indulging in table cards will attract evil spirits! Vicky quickly interrupted Cooper.

"You learn! Don't blame me for not teaching you earlier! Look, every time there is more than half of the number of winners, the four people have to shuffle and flop together, wrap their four decks of cards and other people's cards in a circle, and then start rolling the dice from the next place clockwise from the previous winner, and the specified number or similar number refers to the cards in the corresponding position......

"Three, it's this card engraved with roses, push it forward...... You're pushing! ”

Cooper anxiously urged Vicilico, who was dozing off on the side, and slapped her on the thigh.

"Hey, it hurts! Okay, okay, push forward, and then what? Vicchiri clutched her thighs and quickly pushed the "3" card forward.

"Focus! The chess game is the battlefield! And then it's time for me...... At 12 o'clock, it is the turn of Miss Jeanne, please roll out the number 12 plate. Jeanne followed Cooper's instructions and expertly pushed the Valkyrie card in position 12 forward a bit.

"Look!' 'Rose' is a card with 1 damage, and 'Valkyrie' has 2 damage, so you lose this game, give Miss Jeanne a piece of jerky! Cooper urged Viklico.

"Wait! Why? The first time I played it inexplicably, I was missing a piece of jerky? Vicheria sensed that the game was a little unbalanced, and she was skeptical of Cooper's explanation of the gameplay.

"Everyone is involved in the shuffling, and the back of each card is the same, so if you want to blame it, you are unlucky! Now, start rolling the dice with Mr. Delanor...... 6 o'clock, then I'm welcome, hey, hey, hey......" Cooper smirked and pushed the "Warrior" card in position "6" forward, he grabbed the dice, shook them between the palms of his hand, and threw them on the deck, and the number stopped at "14".

"'Beast', 3 damage, 2 for Warriors, I won this game!" Draenor shouted excitedly, holding his hands above his head.

"Damn it, I knew how to mark the back of the cards!" Cooper slapped his broad head.

"Come on, if it weren't for the fact that you were my dad's acquaintance, you wouldn't want a piece of jerky!" Vikily took the opportunity to sprinkle a handful of salt on Cooper's wound.

"Shut up, no one treats you as a dumb person! Again! Next to the winner, it's your turn, Princess Vicky! The dwarf shoved the dice into Viklico's hand.

"Give me a number two!" Vicilico silently threw the dice to the deck, and the number did stop at the "2" position, and Vicilico launched a strong card with "4" damage - the Devil!

"Damn, don't point to my card, if it doesn't work, it has to be the 'city wall' of the No. 5 card!" Cooper pondered and rolled the dice to the center of the deck, stopping at the "4" position.

"An antelope with 1 damage? Hell yes! Cooper jumped up on the deck in such a rage that the deck was thrown into disarray.

"It's a pity, but according to the rules you said, I should have won!" Vickyly smiled and stood up, wiping the tip of her nose with her fingers.

"Hell, I only have two pieces of jerky left, starve to death!" Cooper blew his beard and glared and sat on the deck.

"It seems that I still inherited my father's talent for playing Prod cards, and I will do it again!" Feeling like she was getting better, she sat down and was about to shuffle the cards again, only to find that the dice were spinning on their own.

"I knew you were doing something on the dice! Good luck comes when you say anything! Cooper turned his head and pointed at Vickilic's nose and shouted.

"You're just talking nonsense, you obviously made the dice yourself, what does it have to do with me?" Feeling a hint of grievance, Vikli slapped Cooper's finger away.

"You two be quiet and take a closer look!" Draenor let out a loud sigh, and the two turned their gaze to the chess cards. For some reason, the cards all trembled and crawled around the deck like beetles.

"Don't you feel it? The whole ship is shaking! Jeanne said solemnly, and it was only then that everyone noticed that the chandelier hanging on the mast had begun to sway from side to side.

Vikirico turned and walked to the edge of the deck, pulled out the binoculars from his backpack, and saw that the sea near the sailboat was surrounded by rugged reefs, and the sky was dark, and it was impossible to see farther away.

"We've gone too far, why did this big king run away to the reef circle with the boat! Is there something wrong with the design of your thing? Vekily turned to the dwarf Cooper.

"There's no way I'm going to go wrong with that thing, see for yourself!" Vicilico looked in the direction Cooper was pointing, and the tool was still stuck in the rod, and the turtle had retracted its head.

"It's rare, and there's a turtle with a shrunken head?" Draenor sighed as he stared at the empty space.

"Before, it just hung its head in the sea, and it is impossible for a turtle to retract its head into its shell!" Feeling that the situation was a little suspicious, Vikily jumped onto the angle of attack of the ship and carefully observed the situation in the sea with a telescope.

The turtle didn't hang its head like it had before, in fact its entire head was gone! Only a huge hole remains there.

"Hell, where did the turtle's head go!" Vicky was taken aback, and she quickly grabbed Draenor and jumped on the turtle's back.

The tremors from under his feet were clearer, not like the movement of some large creature or natural disaster, but more like the numbness of hundreds of ants crawling past their feet.

He followed Viklico's footsteps and rushed to the turtle's head, lying on the edge of the turtle's shell and looking down at a group of humanoid monsters that emitted a faint white light.

"It's terrible...... he frowned, there were probably hundreds of them, and they didn't make any strange noises, just waved their slug-like arms, engrossed in eating the body inside the turtle's shell, the scene in front of him made Draenor shudder, his toes clenching the soles of his boots.

"What am I talking about? Indulging in table cards will summon evil spirits! Vicilico didn't look like she was in the mood for a fight, and she turned and headed for the ship.

"Hey, just leave this big friend alone? We've got to get rid of that! Draenor said as he pulled out the sword behind him, the moonlight coating the blade with a layer of "silver powder" that shone brighter than the ghosts.

"Its head has already been eaten, and we need to find a way to escape before the wind is starting to deflect." Vikily looked at Draenor with a determined look.

In just over an hour before they were noticing, the strange white ghosts had devoured the giant head of the turtle, and Draenor remembered the legend he had heard from his comrades:

When the ship sinks on the reef, the sailors who have died of cold and hunger at sea are turned into evil spirits, filthy creatures that never seem satisfied, they will not spare any creature that comes close, and will devour their prey at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no soul behind.

It was a myth, but the reality was before his eyes, and the numbing vibrations of his feet were gradually becoming more and more violent, and Draenor turned his head and rushed towards the stone slab where Vicilico was standing.

"Instead of fighting a battle with no chance of winning, it is better to reserve strength and prepare for a longer road." This is a proverb that Sister Hedwin has reminded Draeno countless times.

Draenor gave Vikirico a hand, but the transparent slate was stuck on the turtle's back and couldn't be pushed, and the hoarse murmur of evil spirits came from around the turtle's shell, and Draenor knew that time was running out for them.

"Jeanne! Uncle Cooper! Hold on tight! ”

In the nick of time, Draenor twisted his waist and raised his leg to kick the edge of the slate, the lower edge of which shattered, and the metal keel of the ship slammed against the turtle's back, whipping up a dazzling chain of fire and sliding towards the water.

Boom - boom!!

The hull of the ship slammed into the sea, and the huge wave that caused it almost washed the two of them into the sea. Attracted by the loud sound of the ship falling overboard, the spirits wriggled their arms to push away the waves and swoop towards the sailboat.

"Can this move be any bigger?" Vekily grumbled back at Draenor and got up to join him in the arc of the turtle's back.

"Ready! Jump! Vekily shouted, and the two jumped to their feet and landed firmly on the deck.

Vicrily landed on the deck and rolled three times in a row, and before she had time to breathe, she turned and ran down the stairs to the rudder.

"I'm going to have a concussion, can you say it in advance!" The dwarf Cooper clutched the back of his head and shouted.

"Each other, we have reminded each other, now we can't take care of so much, hurry up and pull the spinnaker!" Vikily pointed to the mast and shouted at the crowd.

Delaenor and Jeanne ripped off the sails and tied the ropes to the tethers, and Cooper ran to the cabin and returned to the deck with a trumpet-shaped concave mirror. It looked like some kind of tool made out of a phonograph and broken glass, and Cooper fastened it to the stand of a rotating cannon in two or three clicks.

"Shorty! When are you still going to listen to songs? Draenor shouted at Cooper with his hands on the sail rope.

"Don't be noisy, I've wanted to open everyone's eyes for a long time! Princess, you should still have Liujing's fragments in your bag, right!? ”

Cooper said as he pulled out a fingernail-sized crystal from Viklico's backpack, and he turned and ran to the side of the deck, shoved the shard into the slender end of the horn, and pulled an angular piece of broken iron from his waist.

I saw the ghosts swimming towards the side of the ship like wolves, and some of them climbed onto the reef and flew towards the deck.

"To deal with this kind of, you have to blind them!" The dwarf raised his thick arm, grabbed the patch and slammed it into the crystal shard.

A hot air burst into the air, and the crystal burst out with a dazzling orange light, shooting down the horn to the sea on the side of the ship, and the fierce light illuminated the entire sea in front of him as dazzling as day.

Draenor turned his head to look at the side of the ship, only to see that the strange ghosts were gradually melting into the light-shrouded sea, turning into countless ashes and rising into the air.

"What does that mean? Ascend! Somebody has to do the work for them! Cooper slapped his thigh and looked up and laughed.

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them, and then immediately came back to their senses and continued to work on the task at hand, but Vekily could take advantage of the ghost's continued pursuit and jerked to the right, the rudder flying to the side with her movements.

The wind grew stronger, the sails were full, and the tremendous momentum pushed the sailboat backwards away from the reef.

"Northwest wind! Turn the rudder! Draenor stared at the trembling hands on the compass and turned to Viklico and shouted.

She nodded, and swung the rudder in the opposite direction, and the sailboat spun one hundred and eighty degrees across the sea, its angle of attack arcing through the air like a sharp blade.

"Looks like you've been sleepless all night, Cooper, and use your headlights to light up the sea ahead! We're going to hurry! ”