The pale moonlight casts on the seemingly calm but actually turbulent black sea, reflecting a huge light source like a wrinkled mirror.
The huge rocks standing on the sea are like bulges on the mirror. They are both coordinates and obstacles.
On the arc-shaped sea, a black shadow the size of a fishing boat moved forward at a terrifying speed, like a sharp arrow piercing the sky. Even the sea surface rippled, forming an A-shape. This was a strong force. Caused by wind.
The "black shadow" is the Lingtian tent, but the owner of the tent does not dare to take it lightly at this moment. The speed of 200m/s and the maximum sensing range of only 340 meters. The dark rocks emerging from the water indicate that he has less than two seconds. Seconds to respond to emergencies.
Fortunately, so far, we have not encountered any rocks that are enough to threaten the tent. At most, they are only one or two meters above the water, and a slight lift is enough to avoid them.
In the tent.
"Brother, it's already 11 o'clock, don't fly anymore, otherwise you will be mentally exhausted."
Because Chen Xingtian had to concentrate on avoiding risks, Ding Ruomeng couldn't find a chance to talk to him. Fortunately, the battery had already stored enough power during the day, and she was watching TV series with Kong Kong.
Chen Xingtian focused on one thing: "The 12 points promised cannot be changed. To achieve great things requires firm determination."
Ding Ruomeng was a little angry: "Then you can't keep flying for such a long time. What if you leave permanent sequelae?"
"I took a break before destroying the lighthouse." Chen Xingtian said.
"Does that count as a break for you? You went and destroyed the searchlight and then came back right away dragging the tent and running away. Anyway, I didn't see you thanking you in the middle." Ding Ruomeng refused.
Chen Xingtian shrugged. He found that sometimes women are really unreasonable. Regardless of whether they care about him or not, they can always find reasons to try to take the initiative, whether it is Chang Qiuyue, Zuo Qingxuan or his sister.
Kongkong is not interested in these things. Recently, he has become obsessed with youth idol dramas, and he especially likes the bloody scenes where the mistress is promoted and the head wife is demoted.
Chen Xingtian took one look at it and ignored it. That thing was not suitable for him. It was unreasonable both in terms of story and logic.
However, it is said that most of the people who like this kind of drama are girls aged fifteen or sixteen. It seems that its IQ has improved.
Just when Ding Ruomeng was about to say something else, Kongkong suddenly shouted, and then she felt obviously overweight: "What's going on?"
"do not speak!"
Chen Xingtian solemnly sensed the situation outside. His super-sense gave him a premonition of danger a second ago. A second later, a stone wall suddenly appeared in his field of vision, completely revealed.
This is a huge reef about 50 meters long and over 70 meters high. It is not an exaggeration to call it an island.
It looks like an inverted awl inserted into the sea. It is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. It may be formed by the erosion of sea water, but even so, the narrowest part is 30 meters long.
Chen Xingtian considered flying up. This was the safest option, but at the current speed, he might hit the rock wall. If he flew out from both sides, more reefs would have appeared within his perception, and the possibility of danger would be greater.
Therefore, the only option now is to slow down and lift.
In order to ensure strong mobility, Chen Xingtian chose to give up precise control of the instruments in the tent and chose to control the tent itself, so some objects inside began to slide forward uncontrollably.
Fortunately, some larger objects were included in the scope of macro control, including Ding Ruomeng and Kong Kong. The two of them began to help collect the rolling objects without saying a word. There was probably an emergency outside.
Immediately afterwards, the tent began to climb in the form of a quadratic function image. The forward speed became slower and slower, and the ascending speed became faster and faster. The geometric model in his mind was quickly formed. After confirming that it was impossible to hit the reef, Chen Xingtian relaxed. tone.
Just like that, the tent passed by when it was 2 meters away from the rock wall. The seabirds on the reef were frightened by the huge whistling sound and flew up one after another.
It can be said to be dangerous at this speed. Fortunately, the speed has dropped to a relatively safe range. Even if it hits these birds, it will not cause much damage to the appearance of the tent.
Maybe it was the hint given by Ding Ruomeng, maybe it was the nerves that had been tense for the past seven hours, maybe it was the moment when all the mental energy was withdrawn. At this moment, Chen Xingtian felt the same unparalleled feeling of exhaustion as yesterday, as if he was about to It's like being able to sleep.
He knew that he had reached his limit. If he continued to fly, he might really have problems. In addition, he would be subject to unknown risks from the sea if he stopped on the sea (mainly because he had a phobia of the deep sea). Stopping on this reef might be a good idea. s Choice.
Soon, the overweight state turned into weightlessness. Ding Ruomeng couldn't help but feel itchy all over. Such a big ups and downs were so exciting.
When the backward resistance and up-and-down force become stable and the slight vibration of the tent itself disappears, it means that the tent has stopped.
After ensuring the safety of everyone, sleepiness suddenly surged into his heart and he couldn't stop it. His eyelids kept falling down as if they were filled with lead. Now he couldn't even bother to maintain them.
After simply driving away the seabirds on the rocks and asking Ding Ruomeng and Kongkong to check the terrain, Chen Xingtian fell into a deep sleep.
Perhaps because he was too sleepy, his dream body in the original dream also fell asleep. This may be the double dream in "Inception".
When the vision became clear again, the world was no longer what it was before. It was surrounded by colorful lines and an indescribable halo. Sometimes it was clear, and sometimes it became so blurry.
The criss-crossing lines and haloes superimpose clear and hazy pictures, or three-dimensional projections.
I say clear because every line is clearly visible, just like watching a Blu-ray movie.
It's hazy because no matter how hard he concentrates, when he wants to see these pictures clearly, the invisible parallax obstacle will appear for no reason, making the pictures invisible.
The most important thing is that he actually began to forget that he was dreaming. The endless weariness and exhaustion made his will become blurred and fragmented.
If his consciousness is a wall that can withstand the impact of the flood, then the second dream is to forcibly dismantle the wall and divide it. No matter how strong the will is, it cannot be lowered by this kind of wear and tear.
Maybe it's really time to have a good sleep, Chen Xingtian thought. In the past two months, he has not fallen asleep in the true sense. Even in his dreams, he has always stayed awake, without stopping. By strengthening himself, he had almost forgotten what sleep felt like.
As his mind gradually cleared up, his subconscious turned into countless light spots and dissipated in the space. Chen Xingtian felt the relaxation that he had not seen for a long time. He didn't need to think about anything or do anything, drifting unconsciously like a ghost.
Time almost loses its meaning here, as if everything is eternity, and also as if only a moment has passed.
In this world that can be described as pure, consciousness has finally returned to its original state, the subconscious world in the true sense.
However, comfort never really comes. Chen Xingtian vaguely heard a voice shouting: "Brother, wake up! Wake up!"
"Leave me alone, let me sleep for a while." Instinctively disgusted with calls from all directions, his subconscious chose to continue sleeping.
"Brother, if you don't wake up, our lives will be in danger!"
"Wow!"
Chen Xingtian suddenly opened his eyes. The original ease and comfort no longer existed. His senses opened up like a nuclear explosion, instantly covering the entire reef area.
Rough waves crashed against the cliffs, and the wind howled and buzzed the tent, even with solar panels - it was too strong.
The seabirds on the rocks have long disappeared. If you leave the tent, you may still be able to see a group of vague figures on the skyline.
Instead of the birds circling, there was a swirling dark cloud spinning in the sky. When Chen Xingtian was still wondering why there was no thunder, a thick bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky.
"Damn it!" Chen Xingtian looked solemnly at the sudden tropical storm, which appeared above them without warning.
It's a pity that his consciousness returned to its original state, and even the most basic super-perception was not triggered. Maybe his mind power had changed again, but he had no time to check.
The tent was rustling, indicating that the wind force had exceeded level 12. This kind of wind force could completely blow the iron sheet. This was only in the early stages of the storm.
If it is completely formed, the wind speed in the central area can even reach level 18. The highest typhoon wind force released by the central government is level 17. However, recent measurements have found that the wind wall surrounding the eye of the storm can exceed level 17.
It was still calm right now, because Chen Xingtian and the others were still in the wind and smoke. If they hit the wind wall, not only would the tent be torn apart, but Chen Xingtian would not be able to protect anyone else except himself.
Now, there were only two choices left for him.
First, stay in place and use all means to secure the tent, or use your mind to dig a hole in place and bury the tent inside.
The problem is that after preliminary survey, the rocks here have been severely eroded. Maybe this storm is the last straw that breaks the camel's back and it is not safe enough.
Second, rush into the sky and fly from the eye of the wind to the sky, so that the obstruction of the wind wall no longer exists.
The problem is that there are thunder and lightning in the center of the eye of the storm. Once it reaches the sky, the probability of being struck by lightning will be infinitely magnified. Now that he does not have the ability to control electrons, he will most likely die if he is struck by lightning.
In fact, there is another solution that is not a solution - to move with the eye of the storm. The problem is that the direction of the eye of the storm is completely opposite to the direction of Chen Xingtian's travel.
For a time, Chen Xingtian was caught in a dilemma. Who could have known that such a dangerous situation would arise as soon as he arrived in the Indian Ocean from the Bay of Bengal.
Maybe there were some human factors behind this, but he knew that if he couldn't figure out a way, he might really die.
While he was still hesitating, a thick mushroom cloud took shape completely, and streaks of lightning fell to the sea, as if to preach the majesty of the sky and that all living beings are ants.
The wind wall is also getting thicker, and the situation has reached a point where there is no need to delay.
Chen Xingtian looked at the purple dark clouds and then at the stormy sea. He made a bold decision - rush to the sea!
