The pain and torture was a good excuse, and Schliemann used it to avoid daily sword practice.
Even though Apton, who had stabbed Schliemann, could see that Schliemann's injury was no longer serious after a few days of recovery, he, the instigator, still couldn't force his request.
He could only watch helplessly as Schliemann clutched his chest and screamed when it was time for sword practice every day.
The Crescent's cruising speed increased by at least one-third, and the original distance from Hisoka to Sand Island had been covered in these ten days.
The crew members at the post were observing the surroundings with great vigor. Mersin was still regretting that the Twin Islands could not be named by her.
"As I said, you can only name an island that has no name. How do you name an island that already has a name?"
"Just change it and it'll be fine!"
Mersin pouted angrily, like a child, planning to fight to the end.
"Will the islanders be happy if you change your name? If people are called this name, you have to change it... Why should you change it?"
As a straight-headed person, Hilpeter couldn't figure out why Mersin had to struggle with a name.
Mersin was pushed out of the bridge by Hilpeter. Although Hilpeter was a straight-minded person, he knew when to fight to the end and when to compromise. He looked down on Mersin's senseless stubbornness.
As a result, it happened that one stubborn species looked down on another.
Mersin just refused to leave the bridge. He put his hands on the bridge door, and the two people pushed him around.
To the crew on the bridge, this scene looked like a couple quarreling. Everyone laughed and found a specific angle to appreciate Mersin's strong and toned body.
Their leisurely situation was interrupted by the hurried words coming from the microphone, which was a sharp alarm.
"Ghost fog! What a huge ghost fog!"
The crew members on the bridge immediately took their places, Hilpeter stamped on the floor, and all crew members nervously returned to their posts.
Schliemann and Apton were drinking tea in the captain's cabin. In front of them was a new navigation chart.
This blank chart was divided into nine parts by Schliemann, two of which had been marked as explored areas.
Selu's tea has become an indispensable item on the Crescent, and even Schliemann's captain's cabin has a small stove to boil tea.
"Don't be discouraged. I can't let you find me as soon as I come up, right? So you just treat the generations of hard work that the elders of your family have put in as a joke?"
Ampton had to admit that what Schliemann said made sense, but after seeing so many new things, his heart could not remain silent even though he had countless generations of ancestral memories.
There was a sound of stamping on the deck. Schliemann was stunned, picked up his musket and ran out.
The area of the ghost fog this time was so large that even Schliemann, who was experienced in navigation, was speechless.
The original connection between the blue sea and the sky, the light blue and green turned into a white line, this white line goes infinitely far to the left and infinitely far to the right.
"Did it go up?"
"Captain is already at altitude. The Crescent is ascending quickly, so it will definitely be in time."
Schliemann looked at the slowly descending barometer and estimated the altitude and ascent rate of the Crescent. He frowned and turned to look at the menacing ghost fog.
This ghost fog is so big that if it stays at a higher altitude than usual for too long, Crescent will gradually freeze over.
Although the Crescent still has redundancy in terms of lift, if there is too much ice and too much ghost fog, the Crescent's speed will drop to very low at that height and weight.
The blue sea was almost invisible. Below the Crescent was a vast expanse of gray. The ghost mist replaced the vastness of the blue sea and became a new ocean.
"Oops... this ghost fog is too big! I don't think I can fly through it in three days!"
Schliemann muttered and ordered Hilpeter to turn around and return to the direction of the Twin Islands.
"Boss, this is terrible... Look at the reference object. This ghost mist is blown by the wind and moves very fast."
Schliemann looked down, left and right, and finally found a corner of green in a very far distance, but that green was quickly covered by the gray and white of the ghost fog.
At the speed of the ghost fog, even if the New Moon turns around, it will not be far from the Twin Islands when it breaks out of the fog area. With the speed of the Crescent at ultra-high altitude, it will take at least twenty days to return to the Twin Islands.
If you continue to rush forward, you may not be able to fly out for three days. If you turn around, it will take at least twenty days.
The wind direction at high altitudes is unstable, the oxygen is thin, the power of the engine decreases, the sail ropes, hull and even the airbag will freeze, the mass of the flying ship will increase, and the speed will drop to a lower level...
This is not a place where you can stay for a long time. You must choose the route with the shortest stay in the sky.
Schliemann tried to find the end of this ghost fog in the telescope, but he exhausted the power of the telescope and could not see the green of the blue sea again.
The escape plan of going under the ghost fog like last time is impossible to realize. Even if Schliemann can persist under the hellish whispers for more than three days, the crew members may not be able to remain motionless and cover their ears with their hands. .
"whispering sound!"
Schliemann clicked his tongue heavily and ordered to move forward at full speed to prepare the crew for the cold.
However, those cold-proof clothes had long been thrown into the quicksand when the Sand Island was scrambled by the Crescent. There were no ready-made cold-proof clothes on the Twin Islands, although these clothes were on the purchase list given by Schliemann to Vivian. , but she couldn't buy it at all.
A few hours later, under the bright sunshine, the air exhaled by people formed clouds of fog, and the folded canvas was frozen hard.
Mersin held a mop, broom, spoon and other things tied together to form a stick, and followed a group of male crew members on the side of the ship to beat the feather bags below.
The ice cubes peeled off and floated downward.
She thought it was quite fun at first, until she became hypoxic, dizzy, and couldn't even feel her fingers. Then she escaped into the cabin with the male crew members.
The crew still took great care of her, wrapping her in torn blankets and mattresses.
Mersin ignored the sour smell that penetrated his nose and sat next to the tea stove, shivering.
The tea stove also couldn't burn well due to lack of oxygen. The flame seemed to be lingering, still swaying just a little, as if it might go out at any time.
The condition of the bridge was not very good either.
The glass in the front was replaced in Hisoka Kingdom. It was originally not very suitable, but now it is good and can be ventilated everywhere.
Schliemann clutched the steering wheel, feeling as if his hands were freezing to it.
There were no hairs on the huge piece of frosted glass. At first there was some water mist, but later the water mist froze on the glass and couldn't be wiped off.
Ampton had never experienced severe cold. This bone-chilling cold made him shiver, and the King's Sword pressed against his single clothes even made his bones ache.
The worst situation was at the lookout.
Boatswain Gada from Valanslin Snow City was placed at the observation deck, monitoring the ghost fog moving below, always paying attention to the edge of the ghost fog that might appear at any time.
