What happened on the ship in the past fifty days?
Like many cases, have there been incidents of killing each other?
Or was he killed by a monster?
Just when Jing was thinking wildly, Metal Visible saw a woman in front of him pointing a flare gun at him.
"Put your hands up!"
Zhang Jing complied.
"It's curfew time now," a woman in her thirties walked out of the dark night, "Please return to your residence immediately... No, where did you get the night vision goggles and helmet?"
Zhang Jing raised his hands, "Can I put my hands down?"
"no!"
Seeing that the woman was wearing a uniform different from that of a sailor, Zhang Jing introduced: "I am a tourist who boarded the ship on the way, and the night vision goggles and helmet are my original items."
"Boarding on the way?" The navigator remembered, "You were driving a small boat."
"Yes, because there is no signal, I am asking you for help."
The navigator, who was in his thirties, put down the flare gun in his hand and said, "You are not allowed to go on the deck at night. You can go back to the cabin now."
Zhang Jing had nowhere to go, but he didn't say anything. He planned to find out what happened on the ship first.
He hid under the table in the restaurant on the third floor until dawn, and then blended in among the passengers.
During breakfast time, it was not as lively as I had seen before, but rather lifeless, with passengers queuing up for breakfast.
It was obvious that the food was no longer enough and needed to be distributed, only about 150 grams of mixed food per person.
In the queue, Zhang Jing saw Yang Wei, who looked much haggard. Although he was dressed in high-end clothes, he looked wrinkled and dirty.
After the other party got breakfast, Zhang Jing followed Yang Wei to a cabin on the fifth floor six or seven meters away.
Before he can reach the door from the inside, follow him and squeeze in.
Seeing Zhang Jing, the breakfast in Yang Wei's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Of course they are human," Zhang Jing rolled his eyes, "What's going on with you?"
"There is no signal, there is not much fuel left, and there is no rescue," Yang Wei said, the more she said, the more miserable she became. "There are monsters in the sea that would swallow up the small boat sent out to explore the road."
"wrong!"
Yang Wei reacted belatedly, "You weren't on the ship for the past fifty days. Where were you?"
"After falling into the sea, I was knocked unconscious by an underwater monster. When I woke up again, you were already far away. Fortunately, there was a small boat."
"So that's it," Yang Wei became decadent again, "It's a pity that there is not much food on the ship, and everyone can't hold on for too long."
Zhang Jingguan said: "Captain and the others will find a way."
"The captain has been detained by the navigator and some sailors on the ship, saying that he made poor decisions that caused the Joy of the Sea to be in danger many times."
"It's a good thing," Zhang Jing supported, "You actually allow passengers to go into the sea. There's something wrong with your brain."
The vat beans have been recovered and there is nothing else to do. Zhang Jing is now in a very relaxed mood.
Don't worry about leaving. If you find the small island made of woods, you can leave with a high probability.
As for being a hero?
Zhang Jing has never thought about it and cannot do it. He has no ability to convince the current captain.
If you insist on trying to be a hero, you might be arrested as a psychopath.
He didn't sleep all night. Zhang Jing couldn't stop yawning while chatting. He had no place to stay on the ship and asked Yang Wei directly: "Can I rest at your place?"
The cabin is not big, about eight square meters, and Zhang Jing thinks it will be no problem to squeeze two people into it.
Yang Wei hesitated for seven or eight seconds and nodded.
Although the two are not familiar with each other, they are still considered acquaintances. In this environment, it is a good thing to help each other.
However, when I see someone sleeping on the floor, my primitive instinct rolls up my throat.
There are also discomforts such as elevated body temperature and dry throat.
Zhang Jing didn't know that Yang Wei had an impure mind. He woke up at two o'clock in the afternoon and saw the sea receding outside the window.
"What's going on?" Zhang Jing asked Yang Wei, who was sitting next to the bed, "Didn't you say there wasn't much fuel?"
"A sailor found a raptor flying past with a sea snake in the sky, which means there is an island or land nearby," Yang Wei introduced for Zhang Jing. "Looking at the flight path of the raptor, the sailor judged based on experience, so he sailed in one direction."
Zhang Jing thinks it makes sense, it is the right thing to do, it is an opportunity.
"This is a life-or-death decision," Yang Wei was like an eggplant beaten by frost at the moment. She was no longer in the mood to look at the items being propped up, and said in a deathly tone, "The fate of all of us has been left to others."
At the same time, everyone in the cockpit of the Joy of the Seas was looking forward, and there was also a lookout at the highest point on the ship.
In hope of finding an island or land.
If it could not be found, the consequences would be catastrophic, as the ship would only have enough fresh water to last one day and only two days of food.
It’s hard to imagine the tragic scene after being unable to find land.
However, God just likes to bully people who are in desperate situations.
The Joy of the Seas sailed from 1 pm to 5 pm and still had not seen the island.
At this time, the hearts of all the passengers on the ship were tangled together, and their faces turned into crumpled newspapers.
At the same time, the fuel on the ship was extremely close to being exhausted, and there was a cry in the cockpit.
Women cry, and men cry too.
Although the navigator still held the telescope in his hand, his heart was broken.
Just when everyone was desperate, the lookout standing on the highest point of the ship discovered that there was land ahead!
This inspiring news was quickly delivered to every passenger's ears through the radio.
Because they were worried about shouting too loudly and attracting sea monsters, everyone shouted in a low voice to express their excitement.
Including Yang Wei, she was crazy happy to see her.
However, the actual situation is not as good as in reality.
Because the fuel oil is infinitely close to zero, but it is still twenty-seven or eighty kilometers away from the land.
"Go!" the thirty-year-old female navigator decided, "Give the throttle to the maximum, and charge as much as you can!"
After finishing speaking, the female navigator sighed, "It's a pity that alcohol is prohibited, otherwise strong alcohol can also be used as fuel."
The navigator is now the boss on the ship, and the helmsman executes orders and maximizes power.
The two giant propellers of the Joy of the Seas underwater began to accelerate.
In the fifth-floor cabin, looking at the sea outside, Zhang Jing could clearly feel that the Joy was accelerating.
"They plan to go to the beach," Yang Wei's joy turned to sadness, "Are they not planning to go back?"
Zhang Jing did not comment. There was a speedboat in Mithril Space, and he could leave anytime he wanted.
The reason why I didn't leave was because the treasure hunting system said that this might be 'someone's' big backpack, and he wanted to see if he could find something good.
As for the passengers on the Joy of the Seas, there's really nothing they can do.
The ship was still accelerating, but its power was getting weaker and weaker. Abnormal sounds came from the giant engine with a cabin as high as three stories high.
until turned off.
In the cockpit, looking at the sea about five or six kilometers away from the land, Zhou Mingzhen, a female navigator in her thirties, decisively issued a new order, "Lower the two anchors, select ten volunteers, and land on the island to explore the situation."
Dropping two anchors is tantamount to abandoning ship, and sending ten people to the island is a last-ditch effort.
Some people died, but not completely...
