Just as everyone was in dire straits, on the verge of collapse under the mercenary group's ferocious assault, the once clear sky suddenly became a vast black curtain, as if pulled apart by an invisible giant hand. In an instant, dark clouds covered the area. Layer upon layer, the clouds surged like a raging black wave, seemingly threatening to engulf the entire world. Then, a fierce wind rose, the sea breeze like a raging beast, roaring and sweeping across with a chilling roar. The previously calm sea surface, lashed by the wind, suddenly became turbulent, like a pot of boiling water, violently churning. Giant waves, several feet high, like monstrous beasts with bared fangs and claws, suddenly rose from the surface of the sea and rushed wildly in all directions. This sudden storm, like a lifeline dropped by fate at this critical moment, carried with it the unpredictable fury and power of nature, instantly disrupting the mercenary group's offensive rhythm. Their ships, which had once so arrogantly advanced toward the Ark, were now pounded by the mighty waves, swaying violently like fragile leaves. The ships were tossed high and then slammed back down, creaking with a heart-wrenching sound, as if they would be torn apart by the violent force at any moment. The mercenaries, who had been climbing the rope ladders, attempting to force their way onto the Ark, were caught completely off guard by this sudden turn of events. A massive wave suddenly crashed down, like a towering wall of water, sweeping them off the ladders. The soldiers cried out in terror, only to be swallowed up by the merciless sea in an instant, vanishing beneath the surging waves. "This is our chance! Counterattack!" Xiao Yi keenly sensed this was the crucial moment to turn the tide of battle. His voice, hoarse from prolonged combat, yet still resolute and powerful, resounded like a bell across the Ark. This cry, like a ray of hope, instantly pierced the haze of despair that enveloped everyone. The men on the Ark, previously brimming with despair due to the fatigue of battle and the dire situation, heard Xiao Yi's call and their fighting spirit reignited, like a phoenix rising from the ashes. The psychics, knowing this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, quickly adjusted their positions, harnessing the power of the raging storm to unleash an even more powerful attack. The wind and rain seemed to bolster their powers, boosting their strength to an unprecedented level. Bolts of lightning, like enraged dragons in the sky, accompanied by brilliant beams of light emanating from the psychics, slashed towards the mercenary ship with unstoppable force. The lightning and psychic beams intertwined, creating a dazzling yet dangerous spectacle in the sky. As the lightning struck the ship, a dazzling burst of light erupted, accompanied by a deafening roar. The masts were shattered, and flames erupted on the deck. The psychic beams, like sharp blades, pierced the mercenary ship's armor, shattering its equipment and personnel. Meanwhile, the attacking team, taking advantage of the enemy's confusion, intensified their fire on the mercenary ships. Though their weapons were crude, they were filled with a thirst for victory and a fury against their enemies. Their bullets rained down upon the enemy ships, each one piercing the wind with a sharp, precise thud, inflicting heavy casualties. Several mercenaries, struck, screamed and collapsed, their blood staining the decks red. The defending team, though exhausted from the previous battle, stood firm. They seized whatever weapons they could find—clubs, shovels, and other items—ready to respond to any incoming enemy. Their eyes shone with unwavering determination, a declaration to the world that they would defend the Ark at all costs. The mercenaries, caught in the dual attack of Storm and Xiao Yi and his men, were thrown into disarray. Their previously orderly attacking formation was now shattered. The ships lost control amidst the surging waves, colliding with each other with a harsh grinding sound. The crew members on board ran in panic, trying to dodge lightning, supernatural attacks, and bullets fired from the Ark. Their commander, a ferocious-looking leader wearing a black eyepatch, had lost his usual arrogance. He struggled to steady himself on the violently rocking ship, shouting at the top of his lungs, trying to rally his troops and direct them to the chaotic situation. But his voice was faint, almost completely drowned out by the roar of the storm and the roar of the attacks. Faced with such chaos, the mercenaries were forced to abandon their plan to board the ship. They knew that in such inclement weather and the fierce counterattack from the Ark, continuing to force their way onto the ship would only result in greater losses. Instead, they focused their efforts on dealing with the severe weather and the Ark's attacks. Some crew members frantically adjusted the sails, trying to balance the vessel amidst the surging waves and avoid capsizing. Others drew their weapons and fired blindly at the Ark, attempting to suppress the counterattack. However, their shots were incoherent, and most of the bullets fell into the sea, posing little threat to the people on board. The storm continued to rage, the sea raging with fury, showing no sign of abating. Each huge wave roared like nature's wrath against human greed and violence, relentlessly pounding the mercenary ships. The people of the Ark, led by Xiao Yi, seized this rare opportunity and continued to fight back. Their eyes were filled with determination and unyielding spirit, as if declaring to this cruel world that they would never yield to any difficulties or threats. As time passed, the mercenaries suffered increasingly heavy losses from the storm and the counterattacks of the Ark's people. Several ships suffered severe damage to their hulls, and as the sea continued to pour in, some even began to slowly sink. As the mercenaries watched their sinking ships, they were filled with fear and despair. They realized that the battle, once thought to be certain of victory, was now uncertain due to the sudden storm and the tenacious resistance of the people on the Ark. Although the people on the Ark had paid a heavy price in the previous battle, their morale was now unprecedentedly high. They knew that as long as they united, they could find hope in this desperate situation. From the heights of the Ark, Xiao Yi observed the chaotic state of the mercenary group and knew that although the enemy was temporarily in trouble, it was far from time to let down their guard. While commanding the people to continue the attack, he shouted, "Don't relax! Keep attacking! Strike them while they are weak! But also pay attention to your own safety. There's no telling when this storm will end. We must seize this opportunity and strike the enemy with a fatal blow!" Encouraged by Xiao Yi, the people attacked even more fiercely. The psychics constantly varied their attacks, catching the enemy off guard. The attacking team adjusted their firing angles according to their weaknesses, striving to maximize the impact of every bullet. While the defending team didn't directly participate in the attack, they remained vigilant, ensuring that no enemy took advantage of the chaos to board the Ark. Under the cover of the storm, the Ark's counterattack lasted for a long time. Under this double blow, the mercenaries finally collapsed. Seeing the situation irreversible, their leader gritted his teeth and ordered a retreat. The mercenaries' ship struggled to turn around in the waves and fled in panic. Their figures gradually faded under the shroud of the storm, eventually disappearing at the edge of the sea. As they watched the enemy retreat, a cheer of victory erupted from the Ark. The cheers echoed loudly above the howling storm, filled with the joy of survival and the pride of victory. Everyone embraced and wept, moved by their own tenacious resistance in the face of desperate odds and proud of their companions' bravery in battle. Xiao Yi, looking at his exhausted but excited companions, was overwhelmed with emotion. He knew that although this battle was won, they had sacrificed so much. Many familiar faces were forever left on this battlefield, and the Ark was scarred. But he also understood that this was just one of the many crises they would face on their journey. More unknown dangers lay ahead. "Don't let your guard down. Although the enemy has retreated temporarily, we don't know when they will return. We must quickly clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, and repair the Ark. We don't know when this storm will end, so we must be prepared for any eventuality," Xiao Yi declared loudly, his voice filled with unwavering determination. Everyone nodded in agreement. They wiped away their tears and quickly set to work on the post-battle cleanup and reconstruction. The psychics used their abilities to repair the damaged facilities on the Ark; the attack and defense teams cleared the decks of debris and weapons left behind by the enemy; and the medical staff worked feverishly to treat their injured companions. Amidst the raging storm, the people on the Ark worked methodically, their figures seemingly insignificant in the wind and rain, yet filled with resilience and hope.As time passed, the storm's power gradually weakened. The dark clouds began to dissipate, and sunlight filtered through the gaps, shimmering across the still-turbulent sea, casting patches of golden light. Having weathered this life-or-death ordeal, the Ark, though battered and bruised, remained steadfastly afloat. Like an unsinkable island of hope, it carried the hopes of the people for the future, continuing to slowly forge ahead on this uncharted ocean, facing the next challenge and writing their own legend. # Jedi Counterattack Xiao Yi's keen eyes fixed on the moment when the mercenaries were thrown into disarray, and he quickly made a bold and decisive decision: launch a Jedi counterattack. He knew this was a golden opportunity to turn the tide and completely repel the enemy. A missed opportunity would likely mean annihilation. With a burning determination in his eyes, he unhesitatingly began to select a team of elite troops. His gaze swept across the Ark's ranks, quickly zeroing in on those with powerful abilities and combat experience. Each of these psychics possessed unique and powerful abilities. Some could manipulate fire, turning blazing flames into devastating blades; others could control water currents, bending surging waves to their will; and still others could condense the air to form razor-sharp blades. The combatants, valiant in previous battles, wielded a variety of weapons, their eyes revealing a resolute determination ready to face death. Xiao Yi quickly assembled this elite force and declared, "Brothers and sisters! The enemy is now in disarray. This is our perfect opportunity to strike back! We must charge in, strike a fatal blow, and defend our homeland!" A chorus of voices resounded through the air, brimming with determination to win. They then quickly boarded small assault boats. Though small, these boats offered exceptional maneuverability on the turbulent seas, making them crucial tools for their counterattack. The sea, raging like a boiling pot, was roiling under the raging storm, with massive waves rolling and roaring one after another. Yet, Xiao Yi and his companions remained undaunted. The assault boats raced through the waves like an arrow, drawing shelter from the storm as they hurtled towards the mercenary group's flagship. Rain pelted them, hammering down hard, but their gaze remained fixed firmly on the target ahead—the ship that symbolized the enemy's core strength. As the assault boats drew closer, Xiao Yi, seizing the opportunity, shouted loudly and leaped into the air. With the agility of an eagle, he slashed through the air in a graceful arc, landing steadily on the ship's deck. The moment he touched down, his long sword swung like a flash of black lightning, instantly dispatching several unsuspecting guards. Before they could even utter a single scream, they collapsed in a pool of blood. The other members of the team followed closely behind, like tigers descending from a mountain, boarding the ship one after another. Suddenly, the deck erupted in shouts of murder, and a thrilling deck battle began. Although caught off guard by the sudden attack, the mercenaries, veterans after all, quickly mounted a counterattack. The two sides clashed in close combat, swords flashing and blood splattering. Shouts and screams mingled, echoing across the stormy sea. Xiao Yi, like a god of war, displayed extraordinary courage and strength in the battle. Not only was his swordsmanship exquisite, each strike carrying immense force, but he also skillfully integrated his supernatural powers with his skills. A faint glow enveloped him, shifting with his movements, as if imbuing his longsword with even greater power. Every time he swung his longsword, the light extended like a sharp blade, crushing enemies wherever it struck. Some were instantly ripped apart by the light, while others, struck by the longsword, fell to the deck, their blood gushing out. A psychic with the power to manipulate fire swung his hands, sending blazing flames like two dragons of fire hurtling towards the enemy. Flames raged amid the storm, undeterred by the rain, instantly engulfing the enemy. They writhe in agony, their cries piercing the flames. Meanwhile, another psychic, possessing the ability to manipulate water, condensed the seawater into a massive ball of water and hurled it towards the enemy camp. Upon impact, the ball transformed into a raging torrent, sweeping the enemy off their feet. Not to be outdone, the soldiers, armed with their weapons, engaged the enemy in close combat. Some wielded longswords, their strikes piercing the enemy's vital points; others wielded axes with immense force, severing their weapons with a single blow. They collaborated with the psychic, tearing through the enemy's ranks. The mercenary leader, standing atop the main ship's command deck, watched the situation spiral out of control, seething with rage. He shouted, trying to organize a more effective resistance, but his voice was largely drowned out by the chaotic battlefield. He watched helplessly as his men were steadily defeated by Xiao Yi and his men, his heart filled with anger and resentment. Xiao Yi and his men fought tooth and nail, gradually breaking through the mercenary group's defenses. More and more enemies fell, and the situation on the main ship grew increasingly favorable for Xiao Yi and his men. However, the enemy also began to resist desperately, concentrating their firepower and launching wave after wave of frenzied attacks on Xiao Yi and his men. For a moment, Xiao Yi and his men were in dire straits, with more and more men falling. Looking at his wounded comrades, Xiao Yi felt a mixture of grief and anger. He knew he couldn't retreat now, as any retreat would be a waste of all his efforts. He shouted, "Don't retreat! We've gained the upper hand. If we hold on a little longer, we can defeat them completely!" With that, he brandished his long sword once again and charged into the enemy lines. He moved effortlessly through the enemy ranks, each strike taking a life. Encouraged by Xiao Yi's words, the men rallied and unleashed even greater fighting power. Disregarding their own safety, they engaged the enemy in a desperate struggle. The flame-controlling psychic, unconcerned about the potential for self-injury, unleashed its power to its fullest, triggering a massive explosion among the enemy. Flames shot skyward, and the enemy's flesh and blood flew everywhere. The water-controlling psychic harnessed the force of the currents, neutralizing the enemy's attacks one by one, even taking advantage of the opportunity to sweep some of the enemy underwater. After a fierce battle, Xiao Yi and his men finally gained control of the mercenary group's flagship. Seeing the situation hopeless, the remaining enemies laid down their weapons and surrendered. Standing on the deck of the flagship, Xiao Yi surveyed the devastation around him, feeling a surge of emotion. This battle had cost them a heavy price, but they had ultimately succeeded in turning the tide. The storm gradually subsided, and sunlight filtered through the clouds onto the sea, bringing a touch of warmth to the war-torn waters. Xiao Yi gazed at his ark in the distance, aware that this victory was merely a milestone in their long journey. More challenges lay ahead, but he firmly believed that with unity, nothing was insurmountable. He turned to his team and said, "Thank you for your hard work! We've successfully defended the Ark, but this isn't the end. We must quickly clear the battlefield, treat the wounded, and then return to the Ark. We must continue on our journey, seeking a safe place to rebuild our home." The team nodded, their faces weary but their eyes brimming with hope. Then, they set to work. They loaded the injured into assault boats, preparing to transport them back to the Ark for treatment. Meanwhile, they cleared the main ship of enemy bodies and equipment. The surrendered mercenaries were placed under collective custody. Xiao Yi searched the main ship carefully, looking for anything useful, such as maps, logbooks, or other resources. After some searching, he found a logbook in the main ship's command room. He opened it and discovered a record of the mercenaries' activities in the area, as well as information on the surrounding islands. This information was crucial for Xiao Yi and his team, potentially helping them find a suitable base. When everything was ready, Xiao Yi led the team, escorted the prisoners, and returned to the Ark in a speedboat. The people on the Ark cheered when they saw their victorious return. The cheers echoed on the sea, full of joy and pride. Xiao Yi looked at his companions who came to greet them, his heart filled with emotion. He knew that it was everyone's unity and hard work that allowed them to win this life-and-death battle. After returning to the Ark, everyone immediately devoted themselves to the follow-up work. The medical staff tried their best to treat the wounded, while others began to repair the damaged facilities of the Ark and organize the supplies and information brought back from the main ship. With the joint efforts of everyone, the Ark gradually recovered. And that logbook has also become an important guide for everyone to explore the future journey. With hope and firm belief, they continue to drift on this vast ocean, looking forward to finding a home that truly belongs to them.Xiao Yi's keen eyes fixed on the moment the mercenaries fell into disarray, and he quickly made a bold and decisive decision: launch a desperate counterattack. He knew this was a golden opportunity to turn the tide and completely repel the enemy; if they missed it, they could face catastrophic destruction. With a burning determination in his eyes, he unhesitatingly began to select a team of elite soldiers. His gaze swept over the people on the Ark, quickly zeroing in on those with powerful and battle-hardened abilities. Each of these psychics possessed unique and powerful abilities: some could manipulate fire, turning blazing flames into devastating blades; others could control water, bending surging waves to their will; and still others could condense the air into razor-sharp air blades. The combatants, valiant in previous battles, wielded a variety of weapons, their eyes revealing a resolute determination ready to face death. Xiao Yi quickly assembled his elite troops and shouted, "Brothers and sisters! The enemy is now in disarray. This is our perfect opportunity to strike back! We must charge in, deliver a crushing blow, and defend our homeland!" A chorus of shouts echoed through the air, brimming with determination to win. They then quickly boarded their small assault boats. Though small, these boats offered exceptional maneuverability in the turbulent seas, making them a crucial tool in their counterattack. The raging storm raged, the sea like a boiling pot, with massive waves rolling and roaring one after another. However, Xiao Yi and his companions showed no fear. The assault boats hurtled through the waves like arrows, using the storm's cover as they barreled towards the mercenary group's flagship. Rain pelted them, hammering down hard, but their eyes remained fixed firmly on their target: the flagship, the core of the enemy's strength. As the assault boats drew closer, Xiao Yi, seizing the opportunity, shouted loudly, and took flight. With the agility of an eagle, he slashed through the air in a graceful arc, leaping steadily onto the deck of the main ship. The moment he landed, his longsword swung like a flash of black lightning, instantly dispatching several unsuspecting guards. Before they could even utter a cry, they collapsed in a pool of blood. The team members followed closely behind him, like tigers descending from the mountains, boarding the main ship. Suddenly, shouts and cries of killing filled the deck, and a thrilling deck battle began. Although the mercenaries were caught off guard by the sudden attack, they were battle-hardened veterans and quickly mounted a counterattack. The two sides clashed in close combat, swords flashing and blood splattering, while shouts and screams mingled, echoing across the stormy sea. In battle, Xiao Yi was like a god of war, displaying extraordinary courage and strength. Not only was his swordsmanship exquisite, each strike packing immense force, but he also masterfully integrated his supernatural powers with his technique. A faint glow shone around him, constantly shifting with his movements, as if imbuing his sword with even greater power. Every time he swung his sword, the light extended like a sharp blade, sending enemies falling wherever it touched. Some were struck by the light, their bodies instantly ripped apart; others, slashed by the blade, fell directly to the deck, their blood gushing out. A user with the power to manipulate fire, wielding his hands, unleashed a blazing fire like two dragons, hurling itself at the enemy. The flames raged amidst the storm, unaffected by the rain, instantly engulfing the enemy. The enemies struggled in agony, uttering agonizing cries. Another user with the power to manipulate water condensed seawater into a massive ball of water, which he hurled towards the enemy camp. Upon landing, the ball transformed into a torrent, sweeping the enemy off their feet. Not to be outdone, the combatants, armed with weapons, engaged the enemy in close combat. Some wielded longswords, their strikes fierce, each strike piercing the enemy's vital points; others wielded axes with immense force, severing enemy weapons with a single blow. They collaborated with the psychics, tearing through the enemy's ranks. The mercenary leader, standing atop the main ship's command deck, watched the situation spiral out of control, raging with rage. He shouted, trying to organize a more effective resistance, but his voice was nearly drowned out by the chaotic battlefield. He watched helplessly as his men were steadily defeated by Xiao Yi and his men, his heart filled with anger and resentment. Xiao Yi and his men fought tooth and nail, gradually breaking through the mercenary defenses. More and more enemies fell, and the situation on the main ship gradually turned in Xiao Yi's favor. However, the enemy also began to resist desperately, concentrating their firepower and unleashing wave after wave of frenzied attacks on Xiao Yi and his men. For a moment, Xiao Yi and his companions were in dire straits, with members constantly falling injured. Xiao Yi, looking at his wounded companions, felt a mixture of grief and anger. He knew he couldn't retreat now; to do so would mean all his efforts would be wasted. He shouted, "Don't retreat! We've gained the upper hand. If we hold on a little longer, we'll completely defeat them!" With that, he brandished his long sword once again and charged into the enemy lines. He weaved through the enemy ranks with ease, each strike taking a life. Encouraged by Xiao Yi's words, the team members rallied and unleashed even greater fighting power. Disregarding their own safety, they engaged the enemy in a desperate struggle. The flame-controlling psychic, unconcerned about the potential for injury, unleashed its full power, triggering a massive explosion among the enemy. Flames shot skyward, and the enemy was blasted to pieces. The water-controlling psychic harnessed the force of the current to neutralize the enemy's attacks, even taking advantage of the opportunity to sweep some of the enemy underwater. After a fierce battle, the mercenary group's flagship finally fell under Xiao Yi's control. Seeing the situation hopeless, the remaining enemies laid down their weapons and surrendered. Standing on the deck of the flagship, Xiao Yi surveyed the devastation around him, a wave of emotion welling up in his heart. They had paid a heavy price in this battle, but they had ultimately turned the tide. The storm gradually subsided, and sunlight filtered through the clouds onto the sea, bringing a touch of warmth to the war-torn waters. Xiao Yi gazed at his ark in the distance, aware that this victory was merely a milestone in their long journey. More challenges lay ahead, but he firmly believed that as long as they united, no difficulty was insurmountable. He turned to his team and said, "Thank you for your hard work! We've successfully defended the ark, but this isn't the end. We must quickly clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, and then return to the ark. We must continue our journey, seeking a safe place to rebuild our home." The team nodded, their faces weary, their eyes brimming with hope. Then, everyone got to work. They loaded the injured members onto the assault boats, preparing to transport them back to the Ark for treatment. Meanwhile, they cleared the main ship of enemy bodies and weapons and equipment. The surrendered mercenaries were placed under collective custody. Xiao Yi searched the main ship carefully, looking for anything useful, such as maps, logbooks, or other resources. After searching, Xiao Yi found a logbook in the main ship's command room. He opened it and discovered a record of the mercenary group's movements in the area, as well as information on nearby islands. This information was crucial for Xiao Yi and his team, potentially helping them find a suitable base. Once everything was ready, Xiao Yi led his team, accompanied by the captives, back to the Ark by assault boat. The people on the Ark cheered upon seeing their triumphant return. The cheers echoed across the sea, filled with joy and pride. Xiao Yi looked at his companions who greeted them, his heart filled with emotion. He knew it was their unity and hard work that had led them to victory in this life-or-death struggle. Upon returning to the Ark, everyone immediately set to work. Medical staff diligently treated the wounded, while others began repairing the Ark's damaged facilities and organizing the supplies and information brought back from the main ship. Through their combined efforts, the Ark gradually regained its vitality. The logbook became a crucial guide for everyone as they explored the future. With hope and unwavering faith, they continued to drift across this vast ocean, hoping to find a home that truly belonged to them.Xiao Yi's keen eyes fixed on the moment the mercenaries fell into disarray, and he quickly made a bold and decisive decision: launch a desperate counterattack. He knew this was a golden opportunity to turn the tide and completely repel the enemy; if they missed it, they could face catastrophic destruction. With a burning determination in his eyes, he unhesitatingly began to select a team of elite soldiers. His gaze swept over the people on the Ark, quickly zeroing in on those with powerful and battle-hardened abilities. Each of these psychics possessed unique and powerful abilities: some could manipulate fire, turning blazing flames into devastating blades; others could control water, bending surging waves to their will; and still others could condense the air into razor-sharp air blades. The combatants, valiant in previous battles, wielded a variety of weapons, their eyes revealing a resolute determination ready to face death. Xiao Yi quickly assembled his elite troops and shouted, "Brothers and sisters! The enemy is now in disarray. This is our perfect opportunity to strike back! We must charge in, deliver a crushing blow, and defend our homeland!" A chorus of shouts echoed through the air, brimming with determination to win. They then quickly boarded their small assault boats. Though small, these boats offered exceptional maneuverability in the turbulent seas, making them a crucial tool in their counterattack. The raging storm raged, the sea like a boiling pot, with massive waves rolling and roaring one after another. However, Xiao Yi and his companions showed no fear. The assault boats hurtled through the waves like arrows, using the storm's cover as they barreled towards the mercenary group's flagship. Rain pelted them, hammering down hard, but their eyes remained fixed firmly on their target: the flagship, the core of the enemy's strength. As the assault boats drew closer, Xiao Yi, seizing the opportunity, shouted loudly, and took flight. With the agility of an eagle, he slashed through the air in a graceful arc, leaping steadily onto the deck of the main ship. The moment he landed, his longsword swung like a flash of black lightning, instantly dispatching several unsuspecting guards. Before they could even utter a cry, they collapsed in a pool of blood. The team members followed closely behind him, like tigers descending from the mountains, boarding the main ship. Suddenly, shouts and cries of killing filled the deck, and a thrilling deck battle began. Although the mercenaries were caught off guard by the sudden attack, they were battle-hardened veterans and quickly mounted a counterattack. The two sides clashed in close combat, swords flashing and blood splattering, while shouts and screams mingled, echoing across the stormy sea. In battle, Xiao Yi was like a god of war, displaying extraordinary courage and strength. Not only was his swordsmanship exquisite, each strike packing immense force, but he also masterfully integrated his supernatural powers with his technique. A faint glow shone around him, constantly shifting with his movements, as if imbuing his sword with even greater power. Every time he swung his sword, the light extended like a sharp blade, sending enemies falling wherever it touched. Some were struck by the light, their bodies instantly ripped apart; others, slashed by the blade, fell directly to the deck, their blood gushing out. A user with the power to manipulate fire, wielding his hands, unleashed a blazing fire like two dragons, hurling itself at the enemy. The flames raged amidst the storm, unaffected by the rain, instantly engulfing the enemy. The enemies struggled in agony, uttering agonizing cries. Another user with the power to manipulate water condensed seawater into a massive ball of water, which he hurled towards the enemy camp. Upon landing, the ball transformed into a torrent, sweeping the enemy off their feet. Not to be outdone, the combatants, armed with weapons, engaged the enemy in close combat. Some wielded longswords, their strikes fierce, each strike piercing the enemy's vital points; others wielded axes with immense force, severing enemy weapons with a single blow. They collaborated with the psychics, tearing through the enemy's ranks. The mercenary leader, standing atop the main ship's command deck, watched the situation spiral out of control, raging with rage. He shouted, trying to organize a more effective resistance, but his voice was nearly drowned out by the chaotic battlefield. He watched helplessly as his men were steadily defeated by Xiao Yi and his men, his heart filled with anger and resentment. Xiao Yi and his men fought tooth and nail, gradually breaking through the mercenary defenses. More and more enemies fell, and the situation on the main ship gradually turned in Xiao Yi's favor. However, the enemy also began to resist desperately, concentrating their firepower and unleashing wave after wave of frenzied attacks on Xiao Yi and his men. For a moment, Xiao Yi and his companions were in dire straits, with members constantly falling injured. Xiao Yi, looking at his wounded companions, felt a mixture of grief and anger. He knew he couldn't retreat now; to do so would mean all his efforts would be wasted. He shouted, "Don't retreat! We've gained the upper hand. If we hold on a little longer, we'll completely defeat them!" With that, he brandished his long sword once again and charged into the enemy lines. He weaved through the enemy ranks with ease, each strike taking a life. Encouraged by Xiao Yi's words, the team members rallied and unleashed even greater fighting power. Disregarding their own safety, they engaged the enemy in a desperate struggle. The flame-controlling psychic, unconcerned about the potential for injury, unleashed its full power, triggering a massive explosion among the enemy. Flames shot skyward, and the enemy was blasted to pieces. The water-controlling psychic harnessed the force of the current to neutralize the enemy's attacks, even taking advantage of the opportunity to sweep some of the enemy underwater. After a fierce battle, the mercenary group's flagship finally fell under Xiao Yi's control. Seeing the situation hopeless, the remaining enemies laid down their weapons and surrendered. Standing on the deck of the flagship, Xiao Yi surveyed the devastation around him, a wave of emotion welling up in his heart. They had paid a heavy price in this battle, but they had ultimately turned the tide. The storm gradually subsided, and sunlight filtered through the clouds onto the sea, bringing a touch of warmth to the war-torn waters. Xiao Yi gazed at his ark in the distance, aware that this victory was merely a milestone in their long journey. More challenges lay ahead, but he firmly believed that as long as they united, no difficulty was insurmountable. He turned to his team and said, "Thank you for your hard work! We've successfully defended the ark, but this isn't the end. We must quickly clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, and then return to the ark. We must continue our journey, seeking a safe place to rebuild our home." The team nodded, their faces weary, their eyes brimming with hope. Then, everyone got to work. They loaded the injured members onto the assault boats, preparing to transport them back to the Ark for treatment. Meanwhile, they cleared the main ship of enemy bodies and weapons and equipment. The surrendered mercenaries were placed under collective custody. Xiao Yi searched the main ship carefully, looking for anything useful, such as maps, logbooks, or other resources. After searching, Xiao Yi found a logbook in the main ship's command room. He opened it and discovered a record of the mercenary group's movements in the area, as well as information on nearby islands. This information was crucial for Xiao Yi and his team, potentially helping them find a suitable base. Once everything was ready, Xiao Yi led his team, accompanied by the captives, back to the Ark by assault boat. The people on the Ark cheered upon seeing their triumphant return. The cheers echoed across the sea, filled with joy and pride. Xiao Yi looked at his companions who greeted them, his heart filled with emotion. He knew it was their unity and hard work that had led them to victory in this life-or-death struggle. Upon returning to the Ark, everyone immediately set to work. Medical staff diligently treated the wounded, while others began repairing the Ark's damaged facilities and organizing the supplies and information brought back from the main ship. Through their combined efforts, the Ark gradually regained its vitality. The logbook became a crucial guide for everyone as they explored the future. With hope and unwavering faith, they continued to drift across this vast ocean, hoping to find a home that truly belonged to them.Xiao Yi quickly assembled his elite troops and shouted, "Brothers and sisters! The enemy is now in disarray. This is our perfect opportunity to strike back! We must charge in, deliver a crushing blow, and defend our homeland!" A chorus of shouts echoed through the air, brimming with determination to win. They then quickly boarded their small assault boats. Though small, these boats offered exceptional maneuverability in the turbulent seas, making them a crucial tool in their counterattack. The raging storm raged, the sea like a boiling pot, with massive waves rolling and roaring one after another. However, Xiao Yi and his companions showed no fear. The assault boats hurtled through the waves like arrows, using the storm's cover as they barreled towards the mercenary group's flagship. Rain pelted them, hammering down hard, but their eyes remained fixed firmly on their target: the flagship, the core of the enemy's strength. As the assault boats drew closer, Xiao Yi, seizing the opportunity, shouted loudly, and took flight. With the agility of an eagle, he slashed through the air in a graceful arc, leaping steadily onto the deck of the main ship. The moment he landed, his longsword swung like a flash of black lightning, instantly dispatching several unsuspecting guards. Before they could even utter a cry, they collapsed in a pool of blood. The team members followed closely behind him, like tigers descending from the mountains, boarding the main ship. Suddenly, shouts and cries of killing filled the deck, and a thrilling deck battle began. Although the mercenaries were caught off guard by the sudden attack, they were battle-hardened veterans and quickly mounted a counterattack. The two sides clashed in close combat, swords flashing and blood splattering, while shouts and screams mingled, echoing across the stormy sea. In battle, Xiao Yi was like a god of war, displaying extraordinary courage and strength. Not only was his swordsmanship exquisite, each strike packing immense force, but he also masterfully integrated his supernatural powers with his technique. A faint glow shone around him, constantly shifting with his movements, as if imbuing his sword with even greater power. Every time he swung his sword, the light extended like a sharp blade, sending enemies falling wherever it touched. Some were struck by the light, their bodies instantly ripped apart; others, slashed by the blade, fell directly to the deck, their blood gushing out. A user with the power to manipulate fire, wielding his hands, unleashed a blazing fire like two dragons, hurling itself at the enemy. The flames raged amidst the storm, unaffected by the rain, instantly engulfing the enemy. The enemies struggled in agony, uttering agonizing cries. Another user with the power to manipulate water condensed seawater into a massive ball of water, which he hurled towards the enemy camp. Upon landing, the ball transformed into a torrent, sweeping the enemy off their feet. Not to be outdone, the combatants, armed with weapons, engaged the enemy in close combat. Some wielded longswords, their strikes fierce, each strike piercing the enemy's vital points; others wielded axes with immense force, severing enemy weapons with a single blow. They collaborated with the psychics, tearing through the enemy's ranks. The mercenary leader, standing atop the main ship's command deck, watched the situation spiral out of control, raging with rage. He shouted, trying to organize a more effective resistance, but his voice was nearly drowned out by the chaotic battlefield. He watched helplessly as his men were steadily defeated by Xiao Yi and his men, his heart filled with anger and resentment. Xiao Yi and his men fought tooth and nail, gradually breaking through the mercenary defenses. More and more enemies fell, and the situation on the main ship gradually turned in Xiao Yi's favor. However, the enemy also began to resist desperately, concentrating their firepower and unleashing wave after wave of frenzied attacks on Xiao Yi and his men. For a moment, Xiao Yi and his companions were in dire straits, with members constantly falling injured. Xiao Yi, looking at his wounded companions, felt a mixture of grief and anger. He knew he couldn't retreat now; to do so would mean all his efforts would be wasted. He shouted, "Don't retreat! We've gained the upper hand. If we hold on a little longer, we'll completely defeat them!" With that, he brandished his long sword once again and charged into the enemy lines. He weaved through the enemy ranks with ease, each strike taking a life. Encouraged by Xiao Yi's words, the team members rallied and unleashed even greater fighting power. Disregarding their own safety, they engaged the enemy in a desperate struggle. The flame-controlling psychic, unconcerned about the potential for injury, unleashed its full power, triggering a massive explosion among the enemy. Flames shot skyward, and the enemy was blasted to pieces. The water-controlling psychic harnessed the force of the current to neutralize the enemy's attacks, even taking advantage of the opportunity to sweep some of the enemy underwater. After a fierce battle, the mercenary group's flagship finally fell under Xiao Yi's control. Seeing the situation hopeless, the remaining enemies laid down their weapons and surrendered. Standing on the deck of the flagship, Xiao Yi surveyed the devastation around him, a wave of emotion welling up in his heart. They had paid a heavy price in this battle, but they had ultimately turned the tide. The storm gradually subsided, and sunlight filtered through the clouds onto the sea, bringing a touch of warmth to the war-torn waters. Xiao Yi gazed at his ark in the distance, aware that this victory was merely a milestone in their long journey. More challenges lay ahead, but he firmly believed that as long as they united, no difficulty was insurmountable. He turned to his team and said, "Thank you for your hard work! We've successfully defended the ark, but this isn't the end. We must quickly clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, and then return to the ark. We must continue our journey, seeking a safe place to rebuild our home." The team nodded, their faces weary, their eyes brimming with hope. Then, everyone got to work. They loaded the injured members onto the assault boats, preparing to transport them back to the Ark for treatment. Meanwhile, they cleared the main ship of enemy bodies and weapons and equipment. The surrendered mercenaries were placed under collective custody. Xiao Yi searched the main ship carefully, looking for anything useful, such as maps, logbooks, or other resources. After searching, Xiao Yi found a logbook in the main ship's command room. He opened it and discovered a record of the mercenary group's movements in the area, as well as information on nearby islands. This information was crucial for Xiao Yi and his team, potentially helping them find a suitable base. Once everything was ready, Xiao Yi led his team, accompanied by the captives, back to the Ark by assault boat. The people on the Ark cheered upon seeing their triumphant return. The cheers echoed across the sea, filled with joy and pride. Xiao Yi looked at his companions who greeted them, his heart filled with emotion. He knew it was their unity and hard work that had led them to victory in this life-or-death struggle. Upon returning to the Ark, everyone immediately set to work. Medical staff diligently treated the wounded, while others began repairing the Ark's damaged facilities and organizing the supplies and information brought back from the main ship. Through their combined efforts, the Ark gradually regained its vitality. The logbook became a crucial guide for everyone as they explored the future. With hope and unwavering faith, they continued to drift across this vast ocean, hoping to find a home that truly belonged to them.Xiao Yi quickly assembled his elite troops and shouted, "Brothers and sisters! The enemy is now in disarray. This is our perfect opportunity to strike back! We must charge in, deliver a crushing blow, and defend our homeland!" A chorus of shouts echoed through the air, brimming with determination to win. They then quickly boarded their small assault boats. Though small, these boats offered exceptional maneuverability in the turbulent seas, making them a crucial tool in their counterattack. The raging storm raged, the sea like a boiling pot, with massive waves rolling and roaring one after another. However, Xiao Yi and his companions showed no fear. The assault boats hurtled through the waves like arrows, using the storm's cover as they barreled towards the mercenary group's flagship. Rain pelted them, hammering down hard, but their eyes remained fixed firmly on their target: the flagship, the core of the enemy's strength. As the assault boats drew closer, Xiao Yi, seizing the opportunity, shouted loudly, and took flight. With the agility of an eagle, he slashed through the air in a graceful arc, leaping steadily onto the deck of the main ship. The moment he landed, his longsword swung like a flash of black lightning, instantly dispatching several unsuspecting guards. Before they could even utter a cry, they collapsed in a pool of blood. The team members followed closely behind him, like tigers descending from the mountains, boarding the main ship. Suddenly, shouts and cries of killing filled the deck, and a thrilling deck battle began. Although the mercenaries were caught off guard by the sudden attack, they were battle-hardened veterans and quickly mounted a counterattack. The two sides clashed in close combat, swords flashing and blood splattering, while shouts and screams mingled, echoing across the stormy sea. In battle, Xiao Yi was like a god of war, displaying extraordinary courage and strength. Not only was his swordsmanship exquisite, each strike packing immense force, but he also masterfully integrated his supernatural powers with his technique. A faint glow shone around him, constantly shifting with his movements, as if imbuing his sword with even greater power. Every time he swung his sword, the light extended like a sharp blade, sending enemies falling wherever it touched. Some were struck by the light, their bodies instantly ripped apart; others, slashed by the blade, fell directly to the deck, their blood gushing out. A user with the power to manipulate fire, wielding his hands, unleashed a blazing fire like two dragons, hurling itself at the enemy. The flames raged amidst the storm, unaffected by the rain, instantly engulfing the enemy. The enemies struggled in agony, uttering agonizing cries. Another user with the power to manipulate water condensed seawater into a massive ball of water, which he hurled towards the enemy camp. Upon landing, the ball transformed into a torrent, sweeping the enemy off their feet. Not to be outdone, the combatants, armed with weapons, engaged the enemy in close combat. Some wielded longswords, their strikes fierce, each strike piercing the enemy's vital points; others wielded axes with immense force, severing enemy weapons with a single blow. They collaborated with the psychics, tearing through the enemy's ranks. The mercenary leader, standing atop the main ship's command deck, watched the situation spiral out of control, raging with rage. He shouted, trying to organize a more effective resistance, but his voice was nearly drowned out by the chaotic battlefield. He watched helplessly as his men were steadily defeated by Xiao Yi and his men, his heart filled with anger and resentment. Xiao Yi and his men fought tooth and nail, gradually breaking through the mercenary defenses. More and more enemies fell, and the situation on the main ship gradually turned in Xiao Yi's favor. However, the enemy also began to resist desperately, concentrating their firepower and unleashing wave after wave of frenzied attacks on Xiao Yi and his men. For a moment, Xiao Yi and his companions were in dire straits, with members constantly falling injured. Xiao Yi, looking at his wounded companions, felt a mixture of grief and anger. He knew he couldn't retreat now; to do so would mean all his efforts would be wasted. He shouted, "Don't retreat! We've gained the upper hand. If we hold on a little longer, we'll completely defeat them!" With that, he brandished his long sword once again and charged into the enemy lines. He weaved through the enemy ranks with ease, each strike taking a life. Encouraged by Xiao Yi's words, the team members rallied and unleashed even greater fighting power. Disregarding their own safety, they engaged the enemy in a desperate struggle. The flame-controlling psychic, unconcerned about the potential for injury, unleashed its full power, triggering a massive explosion among the enemy. Flames shot skyward, and the enemy was blasted to pieces. The water-controlling psychic harnessed the force of the current to neutralize the enemy's attacks, even taking advantage of the opportunity to sweep some of the enemy underwater. After a fierce battle, the mercenary group's flagship finally fell under Xiao Yi's control. Seeing the situation hopeless, the remaining enemies laid down their weapons and surrendered. Standing on the deck of the flagship, Xiao Yi surveyed the devastation around him, a wave of emotion welling up in his heart. They had paid a heavy price in this battle, but they had ultimately turned the tide. The storm gradually subsided, and sunlight filtered through the clouds onto the sea, bringing a touch of warmth to the war-torn waters. Xiao Yi gazed at his ark in the distance, aware that this victory was merely a milestone in their long journey. More challenges lay ahead, but he firmly believed that as long as they united, no difficulty was insurmountable. He turned to his team and said, "Thank you for your hard work! We've successfully defended the ark, but this isn't the end. We must quickly clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, and then return to the ark. We must continue our journey, seeking a safe place to rebuild our home." The team nodded, their faces weary, their eyes brimming with hope. Then, everyone got to work. They loaded the injured members onto the assault boats, preparing to transport them back to the Ark for treatment. Meanwhile, they cleared the main ship of enemy bodies and weapons and equipment. The surrendered mercenaries were placed under collective custody. Xiao Yi searched the main ship carefully, looking for anything useful, such as maps, logbooks, or other resources. After searching, Xiao Yi found a logbook in the main ship's command room. He opened it and discovered a record of the mercenary group's movements in the area, as well as information on nearby islands. This information was crucial for Xiao Yi and his team, potentially helping them find a suitable base. Once everything was ready, Xiao Yi led his team, accompanied by the captives, back to the Ark by assault boat. The people on the Ark cheered upon seeing their triumphant return. The cheers echoed across the sea, filled with joy and pride. Xiao Yi looked at his companions who greeted them, his heart filled with emotion. He knew it was their unity and hard work that had led them to victory in this life-or-death struggle. Upon returning to the Ark, everyone immediately set to work. Medical staff diligently treated the wounded, while others began repairing the Ark's damaged facilities and organizing the supplies and information brought back from the main ship. Through their combined efforts, the Ark gradually regained its vitality. The logbook became a crucial guide for everyone as they explored the future. With hope and unwavering faith, they continued to drift across this vast ocean, hoping to find a home that truly belonged to them.In battle, Xiao Yi, like a god of war, displayed extraordinary courage and strength. Not only was his swordsmanship exquisite, each strike carrying immense force, but he also masterfully integrated his supernatural powers with his skills. A faint glow shone around him, constantly shifting with his movements, as if imbuing his sword with even greater power. Every time he swung his sword, the light extended like a sharp blade, crushing enemies wherever it struck. Some were struck by the light, their bodies instantly ripped apart; others, slashed by the blade, fell directly to the deck, their blood gushing out. A user with the power to manipulate fire, wielding his hands, unleashed blazing flames like two dragons of fire, hurling themselves at the enemy. The flames raged amidst the storm, undeterred by the rain, instantly engulfing a group of enemies. The enemies writhe in agony, their cries piercing the flames. Another user with the power to manipulate water condensed the seawater into a massive ball, which he hurled towards the enemy camp. Upon landing, the water ball transformed into a raging torrent, sweeping the enemy off their feet. Not to be outdone, the combatants, armed with their weapons, engaged the enemy in close combat. Some wielded longswords with swift, sharp strikes, each strike piercing the enemy's vital points; others wielded axes with immense force, severing their weapons with a single blow. They collaborated with the psychics, tearing through the enemy's ranks. The mercenary leader, standing atop the main ship's command deck, watched the situation spiral out of control, seething with rage. He shouted, trying to organize a more effective resistance, but his voice was drowned out by the chaotic battlefield. He watched helplessly as his men were steadily defeated by Xiao Yi and his men, his heart filled with anger and resentment. Xiao Yi and his men fought tooth and nail, gradually breaking through the mercenary defenses. More and more enemies fell, and the situation on the main ship gradually favored Xiao Yi and his men. However, the enemy also began to resist desperately, concentrating their firepower and launching wave after wave of frenzied attacks at Xiao Yi and his companions. For a moment, Xiao Yi and his companions were in dire straits, with members constantly falling. Xiao Yi, looking at his injured companions, felt a mixture of grief and anger. He knew he couldn't retreat at this moment, as any retreat would mean all his previous efforts would be in vain. He shouted, "Don't retreat! We've gained the upper hand. If we hold on a little longer, we can defeat them completely!" With that, he brandished his long sword again and charged into the enemy ranks. He moved effortlessly through the enemy ranks, each strike taking a life. Encouraged by Xiao Yi's words, the team members rallied and unleashed even greater fighting power. Disregarding their own safety, they engaged in a desperate battle. The flame-controlling psychic, unconcerned about the potential for injury, unleashed its full power, triggering a massive explosion among the enemy. Flames shot up into the sky, and the enemy was blasted to pieces. The psychics who controlled the water used its power to neutralize the enemy's attacks one by one, while also taking the opportunity to sweep some enemies into the water. After a fierce battle, the mercenary group's main ship was finally gradually controlled by Xiao Yi and his men. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the remaining enemies laid down their weapons and surrendered. Xiao Yi stood on the deck of the main ship, looking at the devastation around him, feeling a surge of emotion. They paid a heavy price in this battle, but ultimately succeeded in turning the tide. At this time, the storm gradually subsided, and sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds onto the sea, bringing a touch of warmth to this war-torn sea. Xiao Yi looked at his ark in the distance, knowing that this victory was just a milestone in their long journey. More challenges awaited them in the future, but he firmly believed that as long as they united as one, no difficulties could be insurmountable. He turned to his team and said, "Thank you for your hard work! We've successfully defended the Ark, but this isn't the end. We must quickly clear the battlefield, treat the wounded, and then return to the Ark. We must continue on our journey, seeking a safe place to rebuild our home." The team nodded, their faces weary but their eyes brimming with hope. Then, they set to work. They loaded the injured into assault boats, preparing to transport them back to the Ark for treatment. Meanwhile, they cleared the main ship of enemy bodies and equipment. The surrendered mercenaries were placed under collective custody. Xiao Yi searched the main ship carefully, looking for anything useful, such as maps, logbooks, or other resources. After some searching, he found a logbook in the main ship's command room. He opened it and discovered a record of the mercenaries' activities in the area, as well as information on the surrounding islands. This information was crucial for Xiao Yi and his team, potentially helping them find a suitable base. When everything was ready, Xiao Yi led the team, escorted the prisoners, and returned to the Ark in a speedboat. The people on the Ark cheered when they saw their victorious return. The cheers echoed on the sea, full of joy and pride. Xiao Yi looked at his companions who came to greet them, his heart filled with emotion. He knew that it was everyone's unity and hard work that allowed them to win this life-and-death battle. After returning to the Ark, everyone immediately devoted themselves to the follow-up work. The medical staff tried their best to treat the wounded, while others began to repair the damaged facilities of the Ark and organize the supplies and information brought back from the main ship. With the joint efforts of everyone, the Ark gradually recovered. And that logbook has also become an important guide for everyone to explore the future journey. With hope and firm belief, they continue to drift on this vast ocean, looking forward to finding a home that truly belongs to them.In battle, Xiao Yi, like a god of war, displayed extraordinary courage and strength. Not only was his swordsmanship exquisite, each strike carrying immense force, but he also masterfully integrated his supernatural powers with his skills. A faint glow shone around him, constantly shifting with his movements, as if imbuing his sword with even greater power. Every time he swung his sword, the light extended like a sharp blade, crushing enemies wherever it struck. Some were struck by the light, their bodies instantly ripped apart; others, slashed by the blade, fell directly to the deck, their blood gushing out. A user with the power to manipulate fire, wielding his hands, unleashed blazing flames like two dragons of fire, hurling themselves at the enemy. The flames raged amidst the storm, undeterred by the rain, instantly engulfing a group of enemies. The enemies writhe in agony, their cries piercing the flames. Another user with the power to manipulate water condensed the seawater into a massive ball, which he hurled towards the enemy camp. Upon landing, the water ball transformed into a raging torrent, sweeping the enemy off their feet. Not to be outdone, the combatants, armed with their weapons, engaged the enemy in close combat. Some wielded longswords with swift, sharp strikes, each strike piercing the enemy's vital points; others wielded axes with immense force, severing their weapons with a single blow. They collaborated with the psychics, tearing through the enemy's ranks. The mercenary leader, standing atop the main ship's command deck, watched the situation spiral out of control, seething with rage. He shouted, trying to organize a more effective resistance, but his voice was drowned out by the chaotic battlefield. He watched helplessly as his men were steadily defeated by Xiao Yi and his men, his heart filled with anger and resentment. Xiao Yi and his men fought tooth and nail, gradually breaking through the mercenary defenses. More and more enemies fell, and the situation on the main ship gradually favored Xiao Yi and his men. However, the enemy also began to resist desperately, concentrating their firepower and launching wave after wave of frenzied attacks at Xiao Yi and his companions. For a moment, Xiao Yi and his companions were in dire straits, with members constantly falling. Xiao Yi, looking at his injured companions, felt a mixture of grief and anger. He knew he couldn't retreat at this moment, as any retreat would mean all his previous efforts would be in vain. He shouted, "Don't retreat! We've gained the upper hand. If we hold on a little longer, we can defeat them completely!" With that, he brandished his long sword again and charged into the enemy ranks. He moved effortlessly through the enemy ranks, each strike taking a life. Encouraged by Xiao Yi's words, the team members rallied and unleashed even greater fighting power. Disregarding their own safety, they engaged in a desperate battle. The flame-controlling psychic, unconcerned about the potential for injury, unleashed its full power, triggering a massive explosion among the enemy. Flames shot up into the sky, and the enemy was blasted to pieces. The psychics who controlled the water used its power to neutralize the enemy's attacks one by one, while also taking the opportunity to sweep some enemies into the water. After a fierce battle, the mercenary group's main ship was finally gradually controlled by Xiao Yi and his men. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the remaining enemies laid down their weapons and surrendered. Xiao Yi stood on the deck of the main ship, looking at the devastation around him, feeling a surge of emotion. They paid a heavy price in this battle, but ultimately succeeded in turning the tide. At this time, the storm gradually subsided, and sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds onto the sea, bringing a touch of warmth to this war-torn sea. Xiao Yi looked at his ark in the distance, knowing that this victory was just a milestone in their long journey. More challenges awaited them in the future, but he firmly believed that as long as they united as one, no difficulties could be insurmountable. He turned to his team and said, "Thank you for your hard work! We've successfully defended the Ark, but this isn't the end. We must quickly clear the battlefield, treat the wounded, and then return to the Ark. We must continue on our journey, seeking a safe place to rebuild our home." The team nodded, their faces weary but their eyes brimming with hope. Then, they set to work. They loaded the injured into assault boats, preparing to transport them back to the Ark for treatment. Meanwhile, they cleared the main ship of enemy bodies and equipment. The surrendered mercenaries were placed under collective custody. Xiao Yi searched the main ship carefully, looking for anything useful, such as maps, logbooks, or other resources. After some searching, he found a logbook in the main ship's command room. He opened it and discovered a record of the mercenaries' activities in the area, as well as information on the surrounding islands. This information was crucial for Xiao Yi and his team, potentially helping them find a suitable base. When everything was ready, Xiao Yi led the team, escorted the prisoners, and returned to the Ark in a speedboat. The people on the Ark cheered when they saw their victorious return. The cheers echoed on the sea, full of joy and pride. Xiao Yi looked at his companions who came to greet them, his heart filled with emotion. He knew that it was everyone's unity and hard work that allowed them to win this life-and-death battle. After returning to the Ark, everyone immediately devoted themselves to the follow-up work. The medical staff tried their best to treat the wounded, while others began to repair the damaged facilities of the Ark and organize the supplies and information brought back from the main ship. With the joint efforts of everyone, the Ark gradually recovered. And that logbook has also become an important guide for everyone to explore the future journey. With hope and firm belief, they continue to drift on this vast ocean, looking forward to finding a home that truly belongs to them.He turned to his team and said, "Thank you for your hard work! We've successfully defended the Ark, but this isn't the end. We must quickly clear the battlefield, treat the wounded, and then return to the Ark. We must continue on our journey, seeking a safe place to rebuild our home." The team nodded, their faces weary but their eyes brimming with hope. Then, they set to work. They loaded the injured into assault boats, preparing to transport them back to the Ark for treatment. Meanwhile, they cleared the main ship of enemy bodies and equipment. The surrendered mercenaries were placed under collective custody. Xiao Yi searched the main ship carefully, looking for anything useful, su

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