Human beings may have spread all over the world, or with human force, they can run rampant on land, but they can be put into the sea, but even a small mermaid can't deal with it.

Sometimes, the Creator's mind is beyond people's guesswork.

In the past few days, Lin Jue has been wondering, how did this dense foggy sea area come to be, and why is there such a dense fog that is so thick that you can't see anything clearly from five meters away?

So, before going to bed at night, Lin Jue used the charcoal pen in his hand to describe the sea area according to the recent description of this sea area in this captain's diary, based on what he saw and heard, and depicted it on paper.

In the end, on a wide sea surface, there is a circle of circular stone walls standing on it, and one of the sea surfaces is wrapped in it, and around the circle handwriting that represents the stone wall, Lin Jue also wrote two lines:

The shape of the stone wall surrounding the sea is unknown, it may be square, it may be round, or it may be some other irregular shape, but the mountain wall is very flat, and according to the description in the notes, this place does not look like it is surrounded by mountain peaks.

"According to the description, there is a thick fog in this place that does not disperse all year round, and it would not be surprising if it was indeed because it was surrounded by mountain walls and there was no air flow. Lin Jue muttered, the charcoal pen in his hand was writing and drawing on the paper, and the content was mostly a description of the characteristics of this sea area.

"But there's a problem. Lin Jue frowned and said to himself: "Since the dense fog is only so thick in the mountain wall that people lose their vision completely, then their vision before entering this sea area should not be so bad, didn't they find this place at this time?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Jue still didn't understand this problem, maybe it was because the dense fog had already begun to thicken before the fleet entered this sea area, so he didn't find this place.

Shaking his head, Lin Jue stopped thinking about this problem, lay on the bed, and continued to read the notes in his hand by the dim light of the oil lamp on the bedside table.

......

December 31

Light rain, unknown course, wind, cold temperature, light waves, dense fog

On the forty-sixth day of the voyage, the ship sailed against the wind. (Logbook)

To be honest, I didn't sleep well last night, maybe I fell asleep for a while? Anyway, maybe because the exit was so close at hand, the excitement made me lose sleep. Since I couldn't sleep, I simply grabbed a bottle of rum and went to the deck to blow the wind. It was cold, but I didn't care.

Although the wind blew a lot, on the deck today, in addition to the wind, there was also rain, very slight rain.

I don't know how long this canyon is, all I know is that we've been sailing here for a day and a night, and I wonder if we've been going around all the time, except for the wind that continues to pick up and the fog that is getting thinner.

Even though the speed of the boat has not become much faster than walking, after all, after all such a long time, my original relaxed mood has become heavy again.

As the wind strengthened, layers of thin waves were sprayed on the narrow water, and at the same time, the speed of our boat became slower due to the spray and strong winds.

The canyon was getting narrower and narrower, and though the angle of the crossings of the walls was now getting smaller and smaller, after a whole night, my boat was now almost completely brushing the walls, and the oarsmen reported to me that their work was becoming more and more difficult.

A pessimistic thought inevitably came to my mind: if I continued like this, would the intersection of the mountain walls ahead be too narrow for ships to pass through?

But soon, as it turned out, it was I who thought too much.

The mountain wall ahead changed from a tendency to cross inwards to an outward orientation, and we seemed to have finally come to an end, the sea in front of us became wider, and the end seemed to be ahead.

On both sides, instead of an endless flat mountain wall, it has become the shape of a mountain peak, and where the mountain peak meets the sea, there is also a golden sandy beach, perhaps, without this thick fog, this would be a beautiful island?

However, before I could relax, in the early hours of the morning, just after dawn, our ship had another accident, we seemed to hit something, and the ship stopped again. Only this time it didn't stop instantly, but it also slid forward for some distance.

At this time, many sailors were still asleep, and for the first time in the past few days, they had bumped into something at night.

Later I heard that there was a very wonderful scene in the cabin, and everyone woke up from their sleep and was thrown out by the great inertia, and many of them even slapped heavily on the lower deck.

That's all for later, but there were very few people on deck, except for me, and the officer on duty, and a few sailors.

Almost everyone subconsciously thought that we had hit the mountain wall again, and that included me, of course, but after a few moments, I realized that something was wrong.

The mountain walls on both sides have been separated, where can they hit the mountain walls?

At this time, in the thick fog, the field of vision is not as bad as before, and I estimate that there should always be a field of view of forty or fifty meters.

Even though I was standing at the stern, I could see the bow of the ship clearly, and I could see the sea far in front of the bow. There was an empty space ahead, where did the mountain wall come from?

So what exactly did we run into?

It didn't take long for me to think that we might well have run aground.

A sailor went down to the surface to inspect it, and came back with a report that was consistent with my suspicions, and that it had hit a rock.

The reef is very low, it is a reef, and with the draft of the Salvation, it just brushed the reef through it, and stopped on the reef. The hull was slightly damaged, not too serious. It sounds like good news, but it's not.

If we encountered such a reef at normal speed, our ship should have been able to pass it directly by inertia, but because of our extremely slow speed, the ship just stuck on the reef from the center.

The speed of the ship was extremely slow, and such an incident was almost a death sentence for the ship.

Such a big movement, not to mention the sailors, even those masters walked out of the cabin curiously and came to the deck.

After learning the news, a cloud of sorrow instantly shrouded the hearts of the crew.

Fortunately, there is no way to deal with this, after all, there is already land on both sides, although it is only a soft sand, but it gives us a glimmer of life.

The sailors lined up on the beach on both sides, pulling the ropes hanging from the hull, shouting slogans and pulling forward together.

At this time, I couldn't help but sigh that if the ship had slid past at normal speed, perhaps the reef would have had little impact on the hull, but if I pulled it so hard, I almost had predicted that the bottom of the ship would be pulled open by a small opening.

With the huge sound of wood and stone grinding under the boat, about an hour passed, and the hull of the ship only moved forward by six or seven meters.

Anyway, there is a lot of time, as long as we can successfully get out of this sea, as long as the hull is not completely stuck, we can still afford this time.

At least that's what I thought at the time, and if it wasn't for something that suddenly happened later that we didn't expect, it made me change my mind.

After all, I can't be unpredictable, and in a few minutes we will encounter such a surprise change.

...... (Captain's Diary)