Six hours later, the ship still had no intention of stopping. They had even resupplied along the coast several times, and even encountered a storm. If Arthur hadn't had special abilities, he could have avoided it through information about the fishing group. Storm, this new ship may have been scarred for a long time.
This fishing boat was not originally a distant-water fishing boat. It could only fish in near-mid waters. It was really difficult for the boat to drive it from the coast of California all the way to Mexico.
After about 7 and a half hours, the ship finally stopped. Schiller was already a little pale. He held on to the railing and looked at Arthur who came out and said, "Are we really here?"
"Now we have just reached the vicinity of the archipelago. We still need to find which island it is. If you feel uncomfortable, go inside and have a rest first. I will go into the water and swim over to look for it."
Schiller nodded and acquiesced to this arrangement. First, he couldn't swim. Second, he could swim, but he didn't have the strength to swim now.
Huiwu was right. His seasickness was a psychological reaction. Huiwu could forcibly control his stomach muscles from spasming, but the discomfort would also be transferred to other places, such as chest tightness, cold sweats, etc.
Even if the gray mist could forcibly relieve these uncomfortable symptoms, Schiller's psychology would tell him that these places were suffering, so he decided that it would be better to stay on the ship.
The superego said that he was going on annual leave and would not let him enter the palace of thinking. In other words, it would not work if he went to the Dream God to ask for blessings, or simply poked the feather and called Lucifer over, even if he wanted to jump into the sea and kill himself. Neither drowning nor death will accept him.
Schiller came to the only guest room on the ship. This was supposed to be a temporary resting place for the sailors on the ship, but there was a pretty good sofa bed. He lay on it and fell asleep a little sleepily.
But soon, he was awakened by a burst of noise. He heard a strange Spanish language and several gunshots.
As soon as Schiller got up, he felt the bed board shaking. It was obvious that someone was getting on the boat. He stood up and stood by the door holding his umbrella.
Everyone outside spoke Spanish, and Schiller could only understand a few words. They seemed to be saying that the ship was new and very good.
Suddenly, a series of footsteps appeared outside the door, and the door opened with a bang. The person who came in had a rifle in his hand and muttered Spanish expletives.
But as soon as he took a step into the door, a knife pierced his chest. Schiller took back his umbrella and frowned when he looked at the man lying on the ground.
Looking at the vests and turbans, they looked a bit like Mexicans, and a bit like pirates operating in the Caribbean. But soon, Schiller determined the identity of this group of people because he heard people outside shouting something. The name of the drug, this group of people are Mexican drug traffickers.
Judging from their tone, they probably wanted to take the ship back to transport drugs. From the sound of footsteps, these people should have entered the cab. Schiller flashed directly to the end of the corridor. The drug dealer at the end of the corridor saw Schiller's figure and subconsciously He picked up his gun and fired.
Now, Schiller was sure that these crazy people were drug dealers, because pirates usually choose to kidnap and then demand ransom, while drug dealers kill all crew members on the spot, and they don't need to survive.
Of course, it was impossible for bullets to penetrate Jörmungandr's snake skin. Schiller opened his umbrella and blocked all the bullets. He killed about five or six drug dealers one by one before reaching the driver's cab.
There were three people in the cab. Seeing Schiller appear, they muttered a lot of Spanish. But after Schiller killed the first person, the first reaction of the remaining two people was not to shoot Schiller. , but fired at the control panel of the cab.
After killing the remaining two drug dealers one by one, Schiller heard them cursing him before they died. Combined with their previous actions of destroying the cockpit, Schiller determined that the group of drug dealers may have regarded him as a colleague. I also want to sabotage his ship and prevent him from doing business.
In this area, only this group of people can be so fierce, and maybe there are American agents among this group of people, deliberately trying to provoke conflicts.
Looking at their costumes, Schiller guessed that these were a group of gangsters from a drug cartel. They came here by chance, discovered the fishing boat, and wanted to take it back to show their merit.
Because their equipment is not well-equipped, they don't have any good things on them, and their combat effectiveness is not strong. They can be solved with a few flashes and a few knives. If they were really a group of well-trained armed drug dealers, it would not be so easy.
The drug trafficking industry in South America is so rampant. It is impossible to say that it is not connivable by the United States. The weapons of those elite drug traffickers are comparable to the US Army infantry. It goes without saying how they obtained them.
After solving this group of drug dealers, Schiller was not relieved. The cockpit of the boat was completely damaged by their bullets. One of them also shot the control panel with a shotgun. This small fishing boat was not a warship. , even if the warship takes a shot like this, the button will fly.
It didn't take long for Arthur to see the corpses lying on the ground and the messy cab. Then he saw Schiller, who looked pale and very weak, carrying an umbrella knife and giving drugs to the drug dealers one by one. Last hit to prevent them from dying.
Standing outside the cab door, Arthur swallowed and whispered: "...Is this the professor from Gotham University?"
"Are you back? Come in quickly." Schiller waved to him and said, "Look, they have made a mess here. Can this ship still be sailed?"
After all, Arthur felt more sorry for the ship. He stepped over the corpse at the door and walked in. He looked at the control panel carefully and said, "I'm afraid it's difficult. Most of the buttons here are out of order. Let me see if it can still be started." .”
Arthur fiddled with it and said, "No, a certain line should be affected. I have to check the engine."
With that said, he walked out of the cab door and came back after a while, saying: "The group of people who hijacked the ship are veterans. They did not destroy the engine, but they destroyed the engine control device."
"Can you be more straightforward?" Schiller said.
"In other words, they removed the circuit of the vehicle's ignition switch, so although the engine was intact, it was unable to ignite."
"Can you fix it?" Schiller asked.
"It's possible, but it requires materials. I can't conjure wires out of thin air, and I just found the island where the man was trapped. We still have to rescue him."
"Get off the boat." Schiller turned around firmly and walked out, saying, "I'm afraid these people will be chasing us here soon. We don't need the boat. We need to ensure safety first."
Arthur opened his mouth and looked at the corpses on the ground. He didn't know whose safety Schiller was referring to, but he still followed Schiller out of the boat, and when he set foot on land, he looked back with regret. Glanced at the ship.
Of course, what Schiller wants to protect is the safety of Arthur. The youthful version of Superman is still in the process of development. He is not as powerful as he was at his peak, let alone Aquaman. Even at his peak, he is not very strong. This youth It's hard to say whether it can stop a bullet.
Although he is almost invincible as long as he jumps into the water, it is more likely that he will be frightened when he sees a group of vicious drug dealers charging towards him with weapons. Even swimming is his forte. Things will be forgotten.
The place where the two set foot on land was also an island. Schiller looked around and saw that there was almost nothing here except coconut trees and seabirds. He said: "So, how are we going to get to the place you mentioned now?" An island?”
"Uh...I can swim there..." As soon as Arthur finished speaking, he saw Schiller's unfriendly eyes, so he immediately changed his words: "It's okay, I just saw a group of good friends, they can take you past."
Ten minutes later, Schiller looked at a group of dolphins in the sea. He sighed deeply, looked at Arthur and said, "Why do you think they can carry me?"
Schiller was not able to determine the specific species of this group of dolphins, but their bodies seemed to be relatively slender and not large, and there was no place for people to ride on their backs.
There are many different species of dolphins. Perhaps the large ones can carry people swimming, but the group in front of them obviously cannot.
Arthur thought for a moment and said, "Wait a minute, I'll look for it again."
It took about half an hour for Arthur to come back. He was floating in the deep water far away from Schiller and seemed a little tired. Schiller shouted: "What's wrong with you? Did you swim very far?"
"No! The main thing is that I have to follow him..."
Before Arthur could finish speaking, he was rushed into the water by a water column. Then, Schiller saw a huge thing floating on the surface of the sea. It was black overall and had a white patch on both sides of its cheeks. It looked very much like a giant panda. , that's a killer whale.
"You can first step on the back of a dolphin, and then ride on a killer whale. This thing is big enough, and it will definitely be no problem to carry people."
Arthur swam over, then whistled and brought the group of dolphins over. They saw them floating on the surface one after another, turning into a staircase. Schiller looked around, sighed, and resigned himself to his fate. to the sea.
But thanks to the gray fog control, Schiller's balance was much better than others, so even though one foot was deep and one was shallow, and the other was not solid, and his shoes got water, he still came to the killer whale smoothly. on the back.
There is a very tall dorsal fin on the back of the killer whale. The dorsal fin of this killer whale is almost 1.7 meters. It is a perfect handle. Schiller grabbed the dorsal fin. When the killer whale started swimming, he actually felt that it was better than the previous one. The boat is much more stable.
As Arthur swam in front, he said: "It's not easy to find a quiet young man. These guys are always very naughty. Let them carry people, but you have to pay a lot of benefits."
Schiller grabbed the dorsal fin of the killer whale and felt a little fresh. He looked at the sea and asked: "Then what benefits did you use to convince him?"
"I have to play with him. In fact, in the half hour just now, I only spent five minutes communicating with him, and the rest of the time was spent playing with him."
When the killer whale floated half of its back on the water, it actually wasn't swimming very fast, so Arthur even swam in front of the killer whale. He turned back, stopped, touched the killer whale's head and said, "This is a good guy. , He has just grown up, but his size is not small, and he will definitely grow into a big guy in the future."
“I have long heard that there are killer whales in the Gulf of Mexico, but I didn’t expect to find them so easily.” Arthur said while swimming: “Moreover, killer whales often appear in pairs or families, so a single one It’s very rare.”
Although one person and one whale swam not very fast, it didn't take long before they arrived at the isolated island that Arthur had surveyed before.
This time, there were no dolphins to pave the way for Schiller. After Arthur landed first, he looked at Schiller who was still on the back of the killer whale and said: "The killer whale can't get to the shoal, otherwise it will be stranded!"
"Sorry, Professor, you may have to swim over the short distance left..."
Then, he saw Schiller disappear on the back of the killer whale, and the next second, he appeared next to him, all dry.
Arthur's eyes widened and he murmured:
"Is this the professor at Gotham University?"
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