"Damn, the tower keeper's son actually lost sleep on the sea, it's really funny."

Perhaps it was the restlessness and anxiety that permeated the air, and the instinct of some fish to foresee danger made Arthur Curry feel very uncomfortable right now.

So I just took a nap and got up and habitually went to check the supplies.

The storm is coming, and it is difficult to hear the sounds of the fish around him under the sea level at this moment, which also makes Arthur feel less secure, and he can't help but feel some anxiety in his heart.

At this time, Carrot was quiet like a sleeping baby, and her eyes were closed.

Immerse yourself in the depths of your consciousness through meditation while meditating on the process of battle over and over again.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Heart to heart, fist to fist, fighting with another self in the realm of thought, thousands of thoughts that flash every second are offensive towards different possibilities in the moment when time stands still.

Meditation is an art, and his opponent is only himself.

Gradually, a force field as thin as a cicada's wings emanated from Carrot's body, enveloping his entire person in it, to counteract the power he had invisibly leaked.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly, a voice in the distance came into his mind.

"Hmm..."

Well?

What was that?

Is the water flowing?

Theoretically, El could hear voices from anywhere on the planet.

This used to make him feel very bored for a long time.

Then, when he was in school, he learned to be like a student sitting in the last row of the class listening to a class, no matter how other students played with their mobile phones, chatted about games, how the teacher talked about knowledge points on the stage, how the top students discussed the application of this inverted problem, how noisy and noisy the class was, it was the ability to not hear a word.

In the same way, no matter how noisy the surrounding sounds are, whenever the word "class" appears, the ears can immediately sort it out and control the body to react!

Carrot Al slowly opened his eyes, and the moment his eyelids were raised, his brain began to consciously pick up all the sounds within a radius of 500 miles, and filter out useless information.

"Huh?"

The gaze has not yet looked into the past.

The energy perception that goes directly to the nerves has locked the direction of the sound, and it is approaching at a rapid pace.

Skimming over the sleeping crowd, Carrot Eyre's eyes looked to a location in the southeast, and it was clear that the thick wall in front of him did not hinder his eyes.

And with the gaze straight into the sea, the deep-sea giant at the end of the line of sight made Carrot frown deeply:

"Huh?"

"Coming towards us?"

Carrot El froze in bewilderment, lost in thought.

He really didn't think about the logic of this.

Is such a broken fishing boat worth the old guy's presence to move his ass?

After a long silence, Carrot Eyre's pupils suddenly shrank, and the whole person instantly looked at Tony Stark, who was sleeping peacefully, and gradually opened his mouth wide-

Then, he slapped himself on the forehead and scolded helplessly:

"it!"

——

"Can't sleep? Newcomer? ”

Waleed taunted Arthur as if he had expected it, but he did not forget to hand him an old-fashioned oil lamp to hang on the wall, and take him a bottle of seasickness medicine from a drawer.

Arthur Curry washed his face with the help of the water in the room, and declined his seasickness medicine, after all, he was not seasick at all, and whispered in a low tone:

"Again, Captain, I'm not a newcomer."

Waleed Jassim smiled and patted him on the shoulder, very different from the unsmiling seriousness of the day's work, when the night came, he faded away from his busy work, and was more like an old man who stayed in the house and watched the sea quietly:

"It is the responsibility of every veteran sailor to protect the newcomers."

Arthur Curry lowered his head when he heard this, opened his mouth, and sat down against the wall in the captain's room:

"I'm sorry because of the day... But I really feel like we should change course. ”

"While the beacon network is still available."

Arthur knew very well that old Waleed was indeed a qualified captain, but their work did not allow the slightest negligence, so he was usually so strict at work.

If the bait of one cage is not properly arranged, the results of their months at sea will be greatly diminished, or even completely wasted.

Waleed Jassem smiled at him, although he said so during the day, he only thought that Arthur was a young and vigorous child, but now he heard him apologize, and he was still in a good mood:

"Learn to trust the captain, kid."

"We can't walk now, the storm will make us lose ourselves in the sea."

Seeing this, Arthur Curry sighed helplessly, and poured a sip of wine, he couldn't say it now that he would not get lost in the sea if he was on the ship.

"Zizizi!"

"Zizizi!"

"Zizizi!"

At this moment, the originally clear radar display on the ship suddenly became blurry as if it had been interfered with.

"Damn, it looks like we're not very lucky, there seems to be a problem with the beacon outside."

When it comes to business, Waleed Jassim, the old captain, is more resolute and experienced than anyone else:

"It could be that the communication beacon was affected by the storm."

"It's possible to do it manually."

"I'm going to get the tools, I'm going to change into your rainy work clothes, newcomer, come with me."

Arthur Curry knew that the situation was urgent, so he quickly got up and did not dare to delay, and at the same time did not want to explain the word newcomer again.

Soon, the two of them tied safety ropes and climbed to the deck step by step in the storm.

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

"Boom!"

The rain of the storm was heavy, and from time to time it was accompanied by a rumbling thunder, like a precursor to the end of the world.

Arthur Curry stood in front of the old captain, seemingly trying to shield him from the rain, but Waleed Jassem refused.

In his words, you are a newcomer and learn to trust your captain.

Arthur didn't stop him, for his father had done the same before, but he also followed closely behind Waleed, for fear that something would happen to the old man.

In the stumbling wind and rain, the old captain groped his way with a searchlight step by step, and looked down from the deck.

Under the cloudy sound of heavy rain, I saw a faint light representing the signal light, which slowly rose and fell under the swing of the buoy.

"Huh??"

Leaning down to look at the sea, Walid Jassim couldn't help frowning: "Strange, the signal light is still on, which means that there is no problem?" ”

"Boom !!!!"

At this moment, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, briefly illuminating the surrounding darkness.

The waves reflected a huge silhouette, and at some point it had risen upright from the surface of the sea, standing behind the two of them, as if gazing from the depths of the sea, overlooking their every move.

"Hmm..."