Amid everyone's exclamations, Schlieman twisted his body in an extremely weird way. The black mist transformed by Vader flew close to Schlieman's neck. There was a shallow trace of blood on his neck.
Seeing that Vader was about to continue attacking, Selu shouted anxiously.
"don't want!"
Vader hummed twice, and the black mist on his body disappeared.
"For the sake of little Selu, I will spare your life. If you dare to talk nonsense next time, I will kill you first, then take your soul out and stuff it into a monkey to use as a doorbell for me."
Schliemann wiped his sweat and shut his mouth obediently.
He glanced at Vida who was going back to work, and then turned to wink at Ampton, but Ampton didn't seem to understand what Schliemann meant and was confused for a long time.
"Go get her attention."
Schliemann did not dare to speak and could only mouth words over and over again. Fortunately, Ampton followed the direction of Schlieman's finger and saw the notebook, and then walked towards Vida who was busy.
"Vida...I have a few questions to ask..."
"Ask, my little sun. I know everything about you. If you need divination, it doesn't matter how many times you need it... Hehehehehe."
Vader's smile sent shivers down Apton's spine, and he moved his body to stand between Vader and the note.
"I want to know something about Hyperion."
Vida let out a coy sound, just like a girl who was in embarrassment when her current boyfriend mentioned her ex-boyfriend.
"Why are you mentioning him?"
Ampton felt the hairs on his hair stand on end. He couldn't imagine how he did it yesterday. Now, it would be difficult for him to even stand up.
"Then let me ask about the inheritance technique... Our inheritance technique seems to be incomplete, and there are huge sacrifices every time..."
Vader shook his head and said, "Dear Little Sun, that's not a problem with inheritance. The problem is that you lost the Heart of Glory. If it is there, there is no need to pay that price."
Ampton nodded. He was originally full of questions and now he couldn't ask any of them. He could only stare at Vader's black lips in a daze.
"Um...how long have you been on this island?"
"I don't remember this clearly... I was trapped here after the Second Ancient God died."
The interrogation didn't last long, and Schliemann couldn't even find something to replace the note. He just took the note away, and the whole bed was shaking.
There was no other way, so he took out the chain mail gloves that he didn't often use from his satchel, folded them, and stuffed them inside.
"Ampton, you guys chat first..."
Schliemann scratched his head and continued with great respect: "Beautiful Ms. Vader, please allow me to take leave first. There are other jobs waiting for me on the flying ship."
Vader snorted and moved his eyes to the corners of his eyes as if looking at a servant.
"Well... go ahead."
This sobering sentence made Schliemann feel like he had been granted amnesty.
Half an hour later, a panting Schliemann called Walter and Vivian to translate the notes.
There is no doubt that this is the missing logbook.
However, Walter and Vivian were not as proficient in the ancient Sun God language as Apton, and the translation progress was very slow.
By the time Ampton came back, they had only translated a dozen pages.
"Ah, you're back...hurry up."
Ampton sat down and began to translate under the watchful eyes of three heads.
Day 337, year 3725, Valanci calendar.
It was an extremely bad day and we lost contact with the convoy.
The fog is thick, but fortunately it is not a ghost fog, so we don't need to worry about attacks from ghost ships.
In fact, we are not usually afraid of it. The structure of the king ship is extremely strong. The ghost ships are small and pitiful and can almost fall apart upon collision. The only ones that can be called a threat are the ghosts that will be resurrected no matter how many times you kill them. soldiers.
It happened so suddenly that no one saw clearly how the giant wall appeared.
It stood in the thick fog, a wall of white light. It was too close for us to react, so we passed through it.
After passing through it, the already blurry fleet ahead disappeared out of thin air.
I loudly rebuked the lookout, and he said with great resentment that his sight never left the fleet, but they just disappeared out of thin air.
Because of the foggy weather, I set up more than one lookout position. This is how all the lookouts described the situation.
A wall of light appeared, and everything was gone.
As for the wall of light, it disappeared the moment we passed it.
I don't even know if it's real or a total fantasy.
There was no other way. I didn't know the destination of this trip. I could only maintain the current course and pray that the fleet would not turn.
Day 339, year 3725, Valanci calendar.
It’s the third day we’ve fallen behind, and it’s also the third day we’ve been on course to catch up.
The thick fog has disappeared, but under good observation conditions, we still failed to see the fleet.
We have lost our direction, there is no reference in the blue sea, and those huge tree crowns all look exactly the same.
I have to think of a way so that if this continues, everyone on the ship will die when the supplies run out.
Day 340, year 3725 of the Valanian calendar.
Today we have seen a ghost, maybe we are the ghosts.
We found the fleet, but they mistook us for the King Ship Cozy, which had been abandoned due to the epidemic.
I was surprised to see the warning signal sent by the fleet and was very angry. They actually said that if we got closer, they would shoot us with the dragon spear on the ship!
Even the king's ship cannot withstand the volley of dragon spears from the fleet. We can only stay far parallel to the fleet, but they do not allow this.
A royal ship left the formation and drove us away. We had no choice but to leave.
But before leaving, I saw a very familiar ship protected in the center of the circular fleet.
That was my Puzhao, and I could even see myself standing on the deck with my hands behind my back.
I was shocked and rushed to the deck to wave and shout at the fleet, but the distance was too far and no one could hear me.
I asked the crew to turn around and sail towards the fleet, and I stood on the deck.
I think someone should be able to see me, right? Someone in the fleet would recognize me and report this bizarre incident to the fleet commander.
In fact, they must be able to see it, but for some reason they still attack us.
In order not to be destroyed by Wang Mao on the spot, I ordered the ship to stay away from the fleet.
Who is he? Why do you look exactly like me? Why are there two Puzhao numbers? Why did the fleet attack us after seeing my face?
Didn't they realize that another Puzhao had slipped into the team?
This is impossible. The crew of the King's Ship have been strictly screened. They have good eyesight. Even if they can't see my face without a telescope, the Puzhao's side mark should still be visible, right?
I remembered the strange order the fleet commander issued to us five days ago.
He ordered us to retreat to the end of the queue and take over from the Illuminating, which had just been rotated to the alert position.
Have we become monsters by then?
