Thinking of this, I became worried and shouted to the cook quickly while running: "Brother, there is no time, you must remember what I said!" The cook turned his head slightly, looked at me, and nodded. I quickly said: "Brother, just run forward, and I will create a passage for you, but I don't know how long I can hold on, and I can't create sunshine for you like the Golden Saint. When you get there, brother, use your best Put on your diving gear as quickly as possible, and notify me loudly after putting it on. If I can't protect you, go to the sea as quickly as possible and wait for me. Don't swim around looking for me. You must wait for me to find you. "The roar is getting closer and closer, and the sky is getting darker and darker. I simply leaned against a big rock, sat cross-legged, and invoked the power of the moon spirit.
I have at most ten seconds left. How can I create a passage to save the cook? First of all, we are facing a huge wave of at least 500 meters. A casual estimate is that the pressure is fifty atmospheres. Under this pressure, not to mention the cook, even I, protected by the power of the moon spirit, would not dare to try. The power of this huge wave is too great, and the amount of water is too large. I am not very familiar with water control. The top priority is how to provide a pressure-resistant environment for the cook. The internal pressure must not fluctuate too much, otherwise the cook is very likely to suffer from nitrogen poisoning or decompression. In that case, if I cannot provide effective protection, the cook will definitely die. . If the cook dies, I don’t know if the fate of our country, the Song Dynasty, or even all mankind will change and lead to destruction.
A huge roar came, and the sky became like night. The cook's running speed slowed down significantly. He didn't know whether it was because he couldn't see the road clearly, or because he couldn't keep up with his physical strength, or both. The sea water fell on me, and I knew it was the last time, so I tried my best, used the power of the moon spirit, and called on various surrounding elements to create a sealed weather-proof corridor for the cook, leading directly to the equipment hiding place. In a few tenths of a second, he created eight very deep ground anchors that were integrated with the earth to fix himself on the ground. Immediately, I was hit by unimaginable pressure. At that moment, I think I should have realized the meaning of an idiom - Mount Tai is overwhelming! My ears were full of sharp noises, which made me miserable. The scene in front of me turned red, and then I couldn't see anything at all. Afterwards, my bones seemed to be in pain as if they were about to break. Fortunately, the power of the moon spirit protected me in every possible way. Although I suffered from tremendous pain and pain, my head was still clear and my life was not threatened.
But my pain is not important, everything is covered by the moon spirit. But the cook is different. He is just a strong human being. If something goes wrong, he will never come back. Therefore, I endured the indescribable pain and tried hard to maintain the air pressure inside the wind and rain porch. At the same time, I continued to work hard to resist the pressure of the sea water. I was afraid that a small mistake on my part would allow seawater to pour into the wind and rain porch. I was even more afraid of the wind and rain porch. Headroom convergence occurs and the air pressure increases instantly.
If the issue of pressure is a matter of life and death, then the issue of buoyancy is still a matter of life and death. The storm porch must not float until the cook has put on his diving gear. But the pressure of the sea water was too great. I suddenly convulsed with pain and was distracted. I probably crushed the cook hard, but unfortunately I couldn't see. You can only rely on perception to tell that the cook is still alive and moving. I have been motivating myself not to fall down or lose consciousness. Suddenly, I felt a lot less stressed. A picture also appeared in front of me. I was very happy. Is the tsunami over? That way I don't have to worry.
Finally, I sensed that the cook had stopped, probably putting on diving gear, but I could still sense that there were several giant waves behind him. Fortunately, the cook was by no means an idle person. Within a short time, the cook's cry was heard among the noise. I finally breathed a sigh of relief, endured the severe pain, and disconnected the ground anchor. The air vortex is used to support the cook, and the sealed weather-proof eaves are allowed to float freely in the sea water. The long wind and rain corridor quickly turned into a huge spherical shape, and at first it started to float like a big bubble. Watching the wind and rain corridor rise rapidly, I could no longer concentrate on adjusting its air pressure. I saw that as it floated, the wind and rain corridor became larger little by little, and seawater began to seep in slightly. I endured the severe pain and tried harder again, intending to strengthen the weather-proof eaves, but my head became hot and I didn’t know anything anymore.
When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the cold seabed, with the sand and mud covering most of me. The plants on the seafloor experienced the tsunami and became incomplete. But still beautiful. It was obvious that I had been washed away and was no longer on the island anyway. I got up and swam. I didn't know whether I should take it for granted or be surprised. Anyway, my body no longer hurt, and almost all the broken bones were normal. After doing a few tumbling movements in the water, I suddenly thought of the cook. When I lost consciousness, the cyclonic vortex should last for about five minutes, and the bubbles would not float to the surface for more than one minute. If the cook had not stupidly jumped down to save me, the cook's life would not be in danger. For someone like the cook, it shouldn't be a problem to whack a few sharks.
But did the cook jump down to save me? Considering the cook's IQ and ability to deal with things calmly, and because he knew that I was protected by the power of the moon spirit, there was a high probability that he would not jump down and kill me. I have to go up and find him. After I finished thinking, I took a deep breath, and ended up choking. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Then I started to swim upstream. At this time, I suddenly realized a question, why did I sink to the bottom of the sea instead of floating? What's happening here? Have I gained weight? Or did Yueling increase my bone density so that I could withstand this pressure? If this is the case, will it be difficult for me to walk in the future? Or did my muscle strength increase accordingly?
With a series of questions, I thought that I must weigh myself later and lift the barbell. But the top priority is to find a cook, otherwise a generation of heroes will perish, which will be the misfortune of our Song Dynasty, and even the misfortune of all mankind.
There is a different kind of beauty on the seabed after the disaster. When I saw a big lobster, I actually wanted to take it back to Yang Yi to eat. But then I gave up the idea. Swim to the sea wholeheartedly. After a moment of discomfort, I suddenly discovered the moon hanging in the sky. It was so bad now, even if the time was the shortest, I would have been lying on the bottom of the sea for more than ten hours. During this period of time, the cook will be there, and he won't be floating on the sea all the time. The small island in the distance should be the one where we ambush. Normal people will take the initiative to climb ashore if they fall into the water. There were many unknown objects floating on the sea. They must have rushed over from that military base. I swam over to see if there was anything I could use, and I found a box of cans. I smiled and headed to the island with the can. After swimming a few meters, I patted my head and realized that I could ask fish for help.
The environment suddenly changed. I sensed a group of larger mammals a mile away, so I tried to communicate with them. Oh my god, it turned out to be another group of killer whales. After communicating for a while, they were actually happy to come and help me swim to that place. On the island, they are willing to help me find a cook, but there is a condition, that is, if we encounter humpback whales in the future and beat them, we must help them drive away the humpback whales. At this moment, I suddenly remembered that I had omitted Hua Rong's safety. At first, I thought that Hua Rong was in the submarine and would not be in danger, but then I suddenly remembered. The waves were hundreds of meters high and my bones were all broken. The submarine would definitely not be able to withstand it. If Hua Rong had not taken appropriate measures, he might have died. Thinking of this, I sighed again and asked the killer whales to help search for living humans within thirty nautical miles of the surrounding area. No matter who it was, saving one life was better than building a seven-level pagoda. Watching the killer whales swim away, I complained about myself again, saying that I was killing people with my front legs, and then I started to pretend to be compassionate from behind.
After running all the way to the island, the entire island seemed to have been washed away, with exposed rocks and broken vegetation. But looking at the starry sky and sea level, there is something indescribably spectacular. There is a poem that goes: "To the east, we face the Jieshi to view the vast sea. The water is so sluggish that the mountains and islands are standing there. The sun and the moon are as if they are out of it, and the stars are brilliant as if they are out of it." Looking at nature, I can't help but sigh, Human beings are small after all. Cook, Hua Rong, you must live. We still have a lot of things to do. We can't just sink into the sand in a foreign land like this.
Stepping on the mud, climb to the highest point on the shore. Some small animals were trembling there. I ignored them, climbed up a big rock, lay down, closed my eyes, and felt if there were any living people around me. Suddenly, I sensed that there was a living person in the distance, slowly moving towards the island. I felt happy in my heart. Could it be that the killer whales had found the cook? But then I thought about it, no, I didn’t sense the killer whales, and the swimming speed of humans is negligible. So I opened my eyes, stood up, and looked in the distance in the direction of the perceived person. Although the night has given me eyes that can see through the night, it has not given me eyes that can bend light. Why is this little broken ball round? It seems that person is still relatively far away. Facing the sea breeze, I watched the sea closely, watching the shocking waves crashing on the shore and rolling up thousands of piles of snow. I couldn't help but have a whim in my heart. If I played "Blue Sea Tide Song" at this time, wouldn't it be appropriate and beautiful? It's a pity that there is nothing here, and I don't dare to waste my moon spirit power wantonly. After all, God knows how long it will take me to find the cook and Hua Rong and get out of trouble.
After admiring the magnificence of nature for a while, I suddenly remembered that I should light a fire, so that whether the cook, Hua Rong, or other survivors would find this place. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but pat my pig's head. I could see it at night, so I didn't care about others. Without stopping, I chopped down a bunch of branches and shrubs with a small knife. Calling on the power of the moon spirit, I originally planned to gather Li Jing again, but later I thought it would be easier to use the power of Suzaku to avoid being wet and unable to ignite. The fire came out, and I stood at the highest point on the shore, watching here, waiting for news about the cook and Hua Rong.
