"Damn it, the tower keeper's son actually lost sleep at sea. It's really laughable."
Perhaps it was the uneasiness and anxiety in the air, and the instinct of certain fishes to predict danger that made Arthur Curry feel very uncomfortable now.
So I just took a nap and then got up and went to check the supplies as a habit.
The storm was coming, and it was difficult to hear the sounds of fish around him under the sea level. This also made Arthur feel less safe, and he felt some anxiety in his heart.
At this time, Carrot was as quiet as a sleeping baby, lightly closing his eyes.
Immerse yourself in the depths of consciousness through meditation, while meditating on the battle process over and over again.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Heart to heart, fist to fist, fighting another self in the realm of thinking. The thousands of thoughts that flash through every second are all offensives towards different possibilities in the moment when time stops.
Meditation is an art, and his opponent is only himself.
Gradually, a force field as thin as a cicada's wings emitted from Carrot's body, wrapping his entire body in it to offset the power he had invisibly leaked.
"Well..."
Suddenly, a distant voice came into his mind.
"Well..."
Um?
What is that sound?
Water flow?
Theoretically, Al can hear sounds from anywhere on the planet.
This made him feel very bored for a long time.
Then, when he was in school, he learned to listen to the class like a student sitting in the last row of the class, no matter how other students played on their mobile phones and chatted about games, how the teacher talked about knowledge points on the stage, or how the top student discussed this inverted example question No matter how noisy and noisy the classroom is, I can't even hear a single word.
Similarly, no matter how chaotic and noisy the surrounding sounds are, whenever the word "get out of class is over" appears, the ears can immediately sort it out and control the body to react!
Carrot El slowly opened his eyes. The moment he raised his eyelids, his brain began to consciously receive all sounds within a radius of 500 miles and filter out useless information.
"Um?"
His gaze has not yet looked past.
The energy perception that reaches the nerves has locked the direction of the sound and is approaching at a very fast speed.
Skimming over the sleeping people one by one, Carrot El's eyes looked to a certain location in the southeast. Obviously, the thick wall in front of him could not hinder his eyes.
And as his gaze went straight into the sea, the deep-sea giant at the end of his sight made Carrot frown deeply:
"Um?"
"Coming towards us?"
Carrot El froze in confusion, lost in thought.
Mainly because he really didn't think clearly about the logic.
Is such a broken fishing boat worthy of this old guy moving his ass?
After pondering for a while, Carrot El suddenly shrank his pupils, and instantly looked at Tony Stark, who was sleeping innocently beside him, and gradually opened his mouth wide——
Then, he slapped himself on the forehead and cursed helplessly:
"Fuck!"
——
"Can't sleep? Newcomer?"
Walid mocked 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 gave him a bottle of seasickness medicine from the drawer.
Arthur Curry washed his face with the water in the room and declined the seasickness medicine. After all, he was not seasick at all. He said in a low voice:
"Again Captain, I'm not new."
Walid Jassem smiled and patted him on the shoulder. He was completely different from the serious and unsmiling person he was when working during the day. When night fell and his busy work faded away, he looked more like an old man staying at home quietly watching the sea:
"It is the responsibility of every veteran sailor to protect newcomers."
Arthur Curry lowered his head when he heard this, opened his mouth, and sat down against the wall in the captain's cabin:
"I'm sorry, because of what happened during the day...but I really think we should change course."
"While the beacon network is still available."
Arthur knew very well that Old Walid was indeed a qualified captain, but their work did not allow for any negligence, so he was usually so strict at work.
If the bait in one cage is improperly arranged, the results of their months of drifting at sea will be greatly reduced or even completely wasted.
Walid Jassem smiled at him. Although he said that during the day, in his heart he only thought that Arthur was a young and energetic child. But now that he heard him apologize, he still felt very good:
"Learn to trust the captain, kid."
"We can't leave now, the storm will make us lost in the sea."
Seeing this, Arthur Curry sighed helplessly and took a sip of wine. He couldn't say clearly now that he was on board to ensure that he wouldn't get lost at sea.
"Zizzizi!"
"Zizzizi!"
"Zizzizi!"
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 out of luck. There seems to be something wrong with the beacon outside."
When it comes to serious matters, Walid Jassem, the old captain, is more resolute than anyone else and has an experienced saying:
"It could be that the communication beacon was affected by the storm."
"It's possible to fix it manually."
"I'm going to get the tools and put on your rainy work clothes. Newcomer, follow me."
Arthur Curry knew that the situation was urgent, so he stood up quickly and did not dare to delay. At the same time, he did not want to explain the word newcomer again.
Soon, the two people tied the safety rope and climbed to the deck step by step amid the storm.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Boom!"
The rain in the storm was very strong, and it was accompanied by rumbling thunder from time to time, just like a harbinger of the end.
Arthur Curry stood in front of the old captain, seemingly wanting to shield him from the rain, but was rejected by Walid Jassem.
In his words, you are new and you have to learn to trust your captain.
Arthur did not stop him, because his father had been like this before, but he followed Walid closely, for fear that something would happen to the old man.
Staggering in the wind and rain, the old captain groped over step by step with a searchlight and looked down from the deck.
Under the clouds and the sound of heavy rain, only a small beam of light representing the lighting of the signal light was seen, rising and falling slowly under the swing of the buoy.
"Um??"
Looking down at the sea, Walid Jassem couldn't help but frowned: "It's strange, the signal light is still on, does it mean there is no problem?"
"BOOM!!!!!"
At this moment, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, briefly illuminating the surrounding darkness.
The rising waves reflected a huge silhouette, which had stood upright from the sea at some point. It stood behind the two of them, overlooking their every move as if staring from the depths of the sea.
"Well..."
