Lin Jue closed the two notebooks in his hand and sighed heavily, in the past few days, he has been reading the records in these two notebooks, even when he was eating and sleeping, he kept holding these two notebooks and flipping through them, but so long time passed, and it was not until tonight that he understood what happened to this ship.

Because, almost everything, all of them came together on the last day of the 1328 year of the unified calendar of the continent.

He stacked the two notebooks together, put them on the bedside table, turned out the oil lamp, stretched long, and slipped into the bed, intending to get a good night's sleep.

But after a long time, he still stared at two big copper bell-like eyes, and couldn't sleep.

The reason why he couldn't sleep was because, in his mind, there was a scene that had been haunting him at the moment, which he had unconsciously constructed in his mind according to the descriptions in these two notebooks.

It was a stormy, choppy sea......

The strong sea breeze howled, bringing up gusts of waves, slapping fiercely on the shallows, at the foot of the mountain, and on the surrounding rocky reefs, and the crisp sound of the lapping echoed in this empty sea.

Behind the shallows, there is a huge peak, the height of which cannot be guessed, it must be estimated to be at least thirty or forty meters, and the reason why it is impossible to guess is not that this peak is towering into the clouds, but because from the position of the mountainside, and beyond the place, it is all hidden in a thick fog.

In the vicinity of a rocky reef, the peak was divided by a waterway, which was surrounded by a black mountain wall, and on the waterway was a lone sailing ship, on the mast with all the sails folded, and under the sailboat, in front of the peak, on the shoals on both sides of the waterway, two rows of men stood at this moment.

"One, two, hey—"

These people were dragging a long rope on their shoulders, and they were pulling it forward with all their strength as they strained it, their foreheads were bruised and bloodshot, and they shouted slogans and pulled forward in unison.

At the end of their slogan, they would take a half-step forward with all their might, and every time they stepped out, the rope-connected sailboat would creak loudly and glide forward very gently for a short distance.

They kept repeating this movement, and the hull of the ship moved forward little by little with their repeated movements.

Occasionally, a strong wind blew, and a huge wave struck, and a gust of water rushed near people's knees, lapped at the foot of the mountain, and then slowly dissipated, merging into the sea, ready to follow the next wave and reach the land again.

Occasionally, the waves would not only crash on the beach, but also on the hull of the sailing boat, and under the action of the huge waves, the bow of the ship would swing violently, like an untamed wild horse, neighing in horror and swinging its body wildly.

The same is true of this ship, the reef under the boat is just below the ship, and as the boat is dragged forward, many parts of this reef have been embedded in the planks of the hull, just like a wild horse struggling hard, its hind legs are rooted in place, it is standing high, as if trying to shake off the horse's back.

Every time this happens, most of the people under the boat will be scattered by the huge force of the hull, and they will lie on the beach one after another, and it will take a long time to reorganize the team. However, they did not dare to stop in the slightest, and as soon as they stood up, they consciously stepped forward and continued to pull the rope.

Captain Orna stood on the deck of the Salvation, clutching the railing tightly to prevent himself from being shaken out by the sudden shaking.

He looked at the sea in front of him with a sad face, and there was no sense of excitement in his heart that he was about to leave this sea area, he had been adrift on the sea for many years, and he knew the changes of the sea, and his intuition brought him a sense of crisis that was filling his heart.

The sky was dark, and based on the amount of light he could see, he speculated that it should be afternoon.

The sky must be obscured by a thick cloud, right?" thought Captain Orner.

The poor illumination in front of me does not seem to be the only fault of this thick fog. Feeling the light rain drifting on my body and the continuously strengthening sea breeze seemed to indicate that a terrible weather was coming.

The deck was already wet, not to mention the sailors who were trying to pull the ropes under the boat, their heads, faces, and arms had been tightly attached to a layer of water droplets, and the water droplets continued to gather, bringing up a transparent silk thread, and falling drop by drop on the sand.

Their hair, eyebrows, and clothes were already soaked since they started, and they didn't know if they were soaked by the rain or the hot sweat, maybe both?

This is an extremely painful feeling, the body is obviously frozen by the rain, but the boiling blood is desperately evaporating the rain and sweat on their body surface.

The wind is gradually strengthening, from the beginning to the extent that it can only blow the corners of the clothes and swing, until now, the strong wind blows the clothes on the body to the point of hunting.

The stronger the wind, the thinner the fog became, and gradually, the nearby fog had almost completely dissipated, although it was still foggy in the distance, at least the hundreds of meters of the sea around it was clear enough to be discerned with the naked eye.

In the sky, a bolt of lightning suddenly illuminated the entire sky, slamming into the top of the mountain peak overhead. Although the lightning was only for a moment, but this sudden thunder still frightened everyone, everyone looked up at the sky, I don't know when it began, the cloudy sky has been clearly presented in front of people's eyes.

It didn't take long for the deafening thunder to ring in people's ears.

Almost as soon as the thunder sounded, the raindrops in the sky, as if in response to the thunder, fell to the surface of the sea with a clatter, from the original drizzle, to the current pouring rain.

"Tempest!"

Orner's pupils constricted suddenly.

As the wind strengthened, the waves on the sea became more and more frequent, and they were higher and higher, crashing against the hull of the boat.

There is only one corner of the Salvation stuck on the reef, and the whole hull is like the pointer of a compass, although it can only point in one direction, but it can move with the footsteps of the owner, and the front end of the unfixed pointer is constantly shaking.

"Captain, give the order. ”

Behind Captain Ornar was the first mate of the Salvation, Graff, a young man in his twenties, with a sturdy build, his short black hair tightly wrapped in a turban, despite his twenties, but his sailing time and experience were no less than those of some old sailors.

Orna naturally understood what Graff meant, in fact, according to the current situation, it was not a good choice to pull the boat out of the range of this reef, after all, what was about to be faced was a storm, and according to the size of the wind and swell, the scale of this storm must be not small.

Unless there is a way to continue retreating into the canyon behind you, once you get out of this waterway, you will face a catastrophe. Instead, it continued to stay in this position, as long as the anchor was lowered, the stake was nailed to the beach, the hull was tied with a rope, and with the help of the reef fixation, the Salvation stayed here, and no matter how big the storm came, there was nothing to do.

Orna waved his hand and said, "Let them go and fix the hull first, and then come back to hide from the rain." ”

Graff took the order and was about to leave, but he had barely taken a few steps when Orna stopped him.

"Wait a minute, what's that sound?"