Chapter 299 Level 4 Thunderstorm Lin Luoluo, though pampered…

Although Lin Luoluo was raised in a pampered manner, she was not illiterate. On the contrary, her extensive knowledge was a treasure to Sang Zhitao, who asked her many questions about the world.

“Although you said you have amnesia and don’t remember many things, I think you must have been an incredibly capable person when you had your memories.” Lin Luoluo looked at Sang Zhitao with bright eyes.

Sang Zhitao looked at her suspiciously: "Why do you say that?"

"Don't you know? Although I don't think my family's ship is as rich as the main ship, it is still one of the most elegant among the big families. Even some scions of noble families can't help but marvel when they come to my family's ship, and they even look around in amazement."

Lin Luoluo looked at Sang Zhitao in silence for a moment before saying, "But you... you seem completely unfazed."

Sang Zhitao couldn't help but laugh a few times before jokingly saying, "I told my friend before that I must have a very impressive background, but she didn't believe me. I thought it was just my imagination, but now that you say it, it really might be true."

Lin Luoluo said thoughtfully, "It's not impossible, but you probably don't come from a noble family, otherwise you would know a lot about noble families, which is something we have to learn since we can remember."

Sang Zhitao raised an eyebrow: "I don't know, but I know I must be a capable person."

"Many of your views are quite peculiar, and when the young lady talks about some strange sights, you are neither surprised nor amazed. It's clear you are very experienced, but..." the man next to him couldn't help but say.

Lin Luoluo continued, picking up on his hesitation, "But you're so young, you don't look like you have much experience at all."

Upon hearing this, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but look a little confused: "Actually, I always feel that my life shouldn't be like this, but I really can't find my past memories."

"It's okay, everything will eventually work out." Lin Luoluo smiled and handed her a piece of cake.

Seeing Lin Luoluo's sweet smile, Sang Zhitao took a bite of the delicious cake, then sighed, "Let's not talk about this anymore."

"What exactly causes natural disasters? They are so strange, appearing like the end of the world and disappearing without a trace." Sang Zhitao couldn't help but ask, thinking of a question that had been buried deep in her heart since she could remember.

Lin Luoluo was taken aback, then shook her head with a wry smile: "This is a question that everyone wants to know, but no one has been able to find the answer to."

"Speaking of which..." She looked up at Sang Zhitao again, "I've wanted to ask you before, why are you sailing alone in this sea area?"

In a world of natural disasters, everyone lives on a ship at sea, and in order to increase their chances of survival, they all tacitly travel together.

But then came an anomaly, Sang Zhitao, who dared to sail on the boundless sea with only an ordinary boat.

Sang Zhitao was silent for a moment. Just when Lin Luoluo thought she was unwilling to talk anymore and was about to change the subject, she suddenly spoke up: "I'm looking for something."

"What is it?" Lin Luoluo asked curiously, but worried that Sang Zhitao might misunderstand her, so she quickly explained, "Our merchant ships have traveled to many places, and perhaps they can help you."

Sang Zhitao sighed, shook her head with a wry smile, and said, "Actually, I don't know. I just have a feeling that it's very important to me."

"No clues at all?" Lin Luoluo had just finished speaking when she remembered that Sang Zhitao had lost her memory, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I..."

Sang Zhitao waved her hand dismissively: "It's alright, I believe in fate, I will definitely find that thing."

Lin Luoluo nodded, about to say something more, when the man next to her suddenly spoke up: "Miss, we're about to set sail."

Lin Luolu pouted, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes.

"If we're meant to be, we'll meet again." Everyone knows this is just a comforting statement. The ocean is so vast that even large merchant ships don't dare claim to have traveled to every place, so how can people going in different directions meet again?

“I…” Lin Luoluo suddenly stood up, took off the small crown from her head and was about to hand it to Sang Zhitao when she heard the alarm suddenly sound.

Lin Luoluo subconsciously looked up at the clock and realized that it was already 4 p.m.

"Military and police ship No. 11 reminds you that a level 4 thunderstorm is expected to occur later. Please take precautions."

"How could this be?!" Lin Luoluo looked at the man with a pale face.

The man's face was extremely grim. He immediately urged his men to open the protective net and activate the underwater mode.

The so-called underwater mode is a cutting-edge technological feature that only ships belonging to large families possess. In high-level disasters, ships can transform into submarines and enter the water to reduce damage caused by surface disasters and also prevent attacks from third-class ships.

"Young Miss, please let Miss Sang..."

"Crow!" Lin Luoluo naturally understood what the crow meant. Before he could explain, she stared at him angrily and rebuked him, "Tao Tao is my friend!"

"Yes, Miss." Crow didn't really intend to anger Lin Luoluo, and seeing her like this, he quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

Lin Luoluo held Sang Zhitao's hand: "A Level 4 crisis is terrifying. You might as well stay here with me. At least you can save your life."

Sang Zhitao naturally wanted to agree, just as Lin Luoluo said, it was much safer on a first-class ship than on an ordinary ship.

Before she could even speak, she felt her heart pounding and instinctively refused, saying, "It's okay, I have a way."

Lin Luoluo never expected Sang Zhitao to refuse. She was stunned for a moment before frowning and looking at Sang Zhitao disapprovingly: "Don't sacrifice your life for the sake of face!"

Sang Zhitao quickly explained, "It's not for saving face, really. I just have a feeling that I'm about to find a clue to what I'm looking for, but I need to leave the merchant ship first."

Lin Luoluo opened her mouth to refute, but Sang Zhitao quickly said, "Really, I swear, I'm not the kind of person who would risk my life for the sake of face."

Thinking back on the past few hours together, Lin Luoluo knew Sang Zhitao to some extent, if not very well, and could naturally tell that Sang Zhitao was not that kind of person.

She simply couldn't understand what could be more important than life.

After offering a few more words of persuasion, and until time was truly running out, Lin Luoluo finally relented: "Alright, I'll have someone bring you a set of equipment."

Sang Zhitao smiled and hugged her, then quickly left the rest area, carrying the equipment Lin Luoluo had given her, and jumped directly from the rope ladder to her small boat.

She quickly pulled out the lightning protection tarpaulin Lin Luoluo had given her and wrapped the entire boat in it before throwing down the two thickest anchor chains. Finally, she made sure to shut off all the electrical equipment.

She then poured herself a glass of warm water and sat on the sofa. The only sound in the quiet space was the ticking of the second hand.

It was like a countdown to death pounding on Sang Zhitao's heart.

For some reason, Sang Zhitao didn't feel scared. She took a sip of water and looked at the already overcast sky through the peephole of the lightning protection tarpaulin.

Several blinding flashes of lightning streaked through the dark clouds.

Sang Zhitao silently exhaled and looked at the clock: "Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one..."

"Boom!!" Countless bolts of lightning struck down from the sky as the second hand reached twelve.

It was as if countless giant, bright silver chains connected the black sky and the dark blue sea.

The silvery shimmering waves on the sea were shattered by lightning and then swept away by giant waves.

Sang Zhitao didn't know the situation of the Lin family's merchant ship that wasn't far from her, but she could barely guess what it was from the violent rocking of her own small boat.

She drank the water in the cup in one gulp, then fixed the cup to the table.

Lightning struck the sea not far from her boat, and even though she was wearing shoes and her feet were touching the wooden floor, Sang Zhitao felt a slight electric shock.

She took a breath, lay down on the sofa, closed her eyes, and placed her hands on her chest.

Just as Zhifeng said, for a Level 4 disaster, there is only one option: prayer.

Lin Luoluo was called to the monitoring room by her mother. The monitoring room was full of Lin family members. They stared intently at the monitor, silently counting down, fearing that they would not be able to complete the sinking operation before the lightning struck.

"Tao Tao!!" Just as the small boat finished sinking, Lin Luoluo saw this scene through the corner monitor.

"Luo Luo!" Lin Luo Luo's mother immediately covered her eyes.

"That's?!" But as she covered Lin Luoluo's hand, she froze, staring at the big screen in disbelief.

"What is that?" Her husband frowned as he walked up to the small surveillance camera.

"How could this be...?" The rest of the Lin family members also looked over curiously, and after seeing the scene in the picture, they couldn't help but stand aside in surprise.

The appearance of the level 4 thunderstorm not only caused a moment of panic on the Lin family's merchant ships, but also prompted the Lin family's main ship to urgently activate level 2 alert.

In the period leading up to the thunderstorm, the crew on the main ship wished they had two more legs, but even they were not prepared enough for such a critical moment.

Zhi Feng didn't serve Miss Zhou today. She covered her knees and carefully sat up from the narrow bed, looking at the girl in the same room who was hurriedly packing her things with a puzzled expression.

What does "sinking" mean?

The girl glanced at her, noticing the bruises all over her body, and a hint of pity flashed in her eyes: "Take good care of yourself and don't worry about these things. Miss Zhou wants you to continue serving her tomorrow."

A flicker of fear crossed Zhi Feng's eyes, but he instinctively grabbed the girl who was about to leave and asked urgently, "What does 'sinking' mean?"

The girl was somewhat helpless, but seeing how pitiful the other person looked, she sighed and said, "Our ship is equipped with the latest protection system, which can transform into a submarine and sink directly to the bottom of the water."

"This way, we can not only avoid thunderstorms, but also prevent attacks from third-class ships after a disaster."

"Thunderstorm? What thunderstorm?" Zhifeng's eyes were filled with fear, and tears involuntarily slid down his cheeks.

"Oh right, I forgot." The girl looked around and chuckled to herself, "We can't hear the alarm here."

"The military and police ship just warned that the next natural disaster is a level 4 thunderstorm."

"Then... what about those ordinary ships surrounding us?" Zhi Feng asked, his face pale, but he still suppressed the metallic taste rising in his throat. "What about them? Wasn't it said that first-class ships would provide shelter in the event of a high-level disaster?"

The girl sighed softly and smiled bitterly: "Help? How could they? With such a short time and such a high-level natural disaster, how could they let our family members onto the ship?"

"You've been scammed..."

"You've been scammed..."

"I've been scammed..."

As the girl hurriedly left, the air she stirred carried her last words to Zhifeng's ears.

Her face was deathly pale, her eyes were vacant, and her voice was filled with despair and deathly silence...