Seeing the scenery that turned from dunes to depressions in a short time, Schliemann was stunned. This reminded him of a terrible word - quicksand.
The supplies drying on the slopes of the dunes have been swept away by the sand waves and are missing.
The crew members all fled aboard, watching in horror as the clear water that had just soaked the Crescent disappeared.
"Fuck! Emergency ascent!"
Schliemann screamed like a ghost in his voice. He drew out his scimitar and slashed the anchor rope in front of the port side.
"Sil Peter!"
He looked back and saw that Hilpeter had already passed through the middle section and headed straight for the anchor ropes at the stern of the ship!
Hampton also cut one of the anchor lines, holding on to the cable against the Crescent's already tilting.
"Hurry, hurry! Who knows what's under the quicksand!"
Schliemann stamped his feet desperately, and the order spread throughout the ship. The crew worked desperately to transport the plume gas tanks and turn the valves, but the Crescent still inevitably rowed towards the center of the terrifying crater.
"It's too late! Throw something!"
The cabin was opened, and metal plates, knives and forks, wine barrels, wet bags containing cargo, crew hammocks, and someone even threw out the large bundle of tobacco leaves that Apton bought.
Pound and Gada, who were tied to the mast, screamed wildly. The tilted hull allowed them to hang just above the large hole that was constantly swallowing the sand and waves. The two shed tears and called out to every god they could think of for help, and swore to themselves I won't leave my post without permission.
Schliemann was on the port side, with one foot on the side of the ship and his other hand holding the cable. He stared at the large hole that was constantly swallowing the sand waves with doubts in his eyes.
"It shouldn't be! There shouldn't be quicksand in this climate!"
"If it doesn't work, abandon ship!"
Schliemann glared at Ampton. Even though no one else was around, Ampton's words still angered Schliemann.
"I'm telling you, that word is not allowed on my ship! You! Just this once!"
Finally, the Crescent showed signs of rising. It first straightened its tilted hull, and then crashed into a sand dune on the side.
Fortunately, Hillpeter was a technically qualified first mate after all. He immediately issued corresponding operating instructions, thus avoiding the misfortune of the Crescent falling on the sand dunes.
Schliemann let the Crescent hover. He stared at the hole big enough to swallow the Crescent, and he was stunned.
empty? Not quicksand! But why is it empty below?
Not long after, Hillpeter reported the damage to Schliemann, who looked sad.
What they faced was the worst-case scenario with no supplies at all.
Schliemann gritted his teeth in worry. It would take more than ten days to return to Xisuo. What should he eat during these ten days?
When Mersin woke up, he felt pain all over his body.
In the current and sand flow, she tried her best to stay awake, but where did that bucket come from?
Just as she was recalling the oncoming barrel, she was shocked to find that the cave was filled with light.
This light was something she had never seen before, it was blazing white!
She struggled a little, and the rope turned half a circle. She recovered her posture. After breathing for a while, she was very glad that she bought a new buckle.
She looked up and saw that it was a bright white disk, with thin streams of sand trickling down from the edge of the disk.
"The cocoon is broken!"
Mersin raised his hands excitedly. The rock climbing pick hanging on his right wrist was still there, but the one on his left hand was missing.
"That's enough! Calm down, Mersin, first check the physical condition, the number of clips, the candles... Fuck the candles, I don't need that thing anymore!"
The world outside the cocoon is there, and it stimulates Mersin, who now seems to have infinite power.
Soon, she climbed to the entrance of the cave, climbed up, and bathed in the warm sunshine.
Warmth spread throughout her body, but she soon discovered that she could not look directly at the shiny ball in the sky for long.
She looked around and was shocked to find that the world outside the cocoon was a big pit with a blue edge.
Mersin unbuckled the safety buckle and climbed up the slope, but before she could climb too far, she discovered that the originally still sand slope was enveloping her to slide down, as if there was a force trying to pull Mel who had escaped from the cocoon. Xin then dragged him back into the cave.
She was terrified and used her hands and feet, but it was meaningless. The faster she climbed, the faster the sand around her flowed. Mersin was still sliding towards the big hole at a slow speed.
Just when Mersin was about to despair, a rope with many knots fell in front of her.
Mersin, who regarded this as a divine revelation, grabbed the rope and climbed up with all his strength. The rope also went up. In the blink of an eye, Mersin was off the ground.
This was her first time leaving the ground. Unlike climbing those rock walls, this was a complete suspension without any effective support.
The ground that was getting further away scared her so much that she screamed. She grabbed the rope tightly with both hands and climbed on it with her legs, as if she would disappear as soon as she let go of the rope.
With an uneasy feeling, she glanced up, and what she saw was the bottom of a huge ship.
Mersin had seen the boat before. There were many boats in the underground river, but the bottom of such a big boat was still floating in the air. This directly subverted Mersin's world view.
The rope was still rising, and Mersin was already hesitant to let go.
She didn't know which god heard her prayers and came to rescue her, but she had no idea of going to see that god today, not at all.
Mersin glanced at the height of the ground in panic. She completely gave up the idea of letting go. It was already too high and she would definitely die if she jumped.
Soon, Mersin was pulled onto the boat by a guy with black curly hair who didn't look like a god but was surprisingly strong. The guy had a scimitar hanging on his waist and a black sword on his chest. pendant.
Mersin immediately knelt down and banged his forehead on the ground.
"Almighty God, thank you for listening to my prayers..."
When Schliemann dropped the rope loop, he thought it was a dirty monkey. The reason why he dropped the rope loop was entirely because he wanted to solve the problem of eating first.
When the lassoed Schliemann was wondering how the cowboys in those Western movies could throw the rope loop so accurately, the dirty monkey caught himself on the knot of the rope loop.
When Schliemann got closer, he realized that this was a girl covered in dirt.
This girl seems to regard herself as a god, and she kowtows neatly and neatly.
A person is better, which means that at least there are people living here. Thinking of this, Schliemann glanced at Hillpeter next to him. Hillpeter closed his eyes and covered his forehead.
"Get up and talk."
The girl in front of her stood up, her face was red and swollen, as if she had been hit by something, it was quite serious.
