Chapter 112 Chapter 112 Storm at Sea

Discomfort, nausea, and vomiting

This was He Junxia’s first reaction after entering the body of the wisher.

He frowned and looked around vigilantly, and found that he was sitting on a dilapidated boat, surrounded by more than 20 men and women. There were no children or elderly people, only young and middle-aged people wearing life jackets.

The atmosphere on the boat was very silent. No one was chatting. People were hugging their luggage tightly, or lying down to sleep, or looking down at their phones.

It seems safe at the moment.

【Xiao Si, send the mission information.】

【receive】

A flood of complex information flooded into He Junxia's spiritual consciousness. He quickly scanned it and quickly figured out the current situation.

The wisher’s surname is Wang, and his given name is Niu.

He grew up in an orphanage and entered the society after finishing junior high school. He worked in a factory, on a construction site, and as a delivery man. After saving some money, he took out a loan and opened a store with his good brother. In the end, he lost tens of thousands of yuan.

With no other options, he decided to sneak abroad to work.

He Junxia was on the smuggling boat at this time.

The wisher has three wishes in total.

First, return to land; second, pay off all debts and return home in glory; third, find his biological parents and ask them why they abandoned him.

Of course, as the D-level mission with the lowest difficulty coefficient, He Junxia only needs to complete the main wish set by the wisher, that is, to return to land.

The other two wishes are equivalent to side quests in the game. There will be extra rewards if they are completed, and there will be no penalties if they are not completed.

Just as He Junxia was thinking, it suddenly started to drizzle. Fine raindrops fell on the deck, guardrails, and roof of the ship, playing a marching drum music with varying heights.

"Tick-tick", "clang clang clang", "tick-tick-tick"

The calm sea surface then began to ripple. The ripples spread outward in circles, and the waves surged in waves. The old hull swayed slightly, making He Junxia even more dizzy and nauseous.

This is a typical symptom of seasickness.

But He Junxia himself is not seasick. He went to sea with his parents on several ship rides when he was a child. The nausea and vomiting he feels now can only be due to his physical condition.

He Junxia reached out and pressed the Neiguanxue point on the inside of his wrist, suppressed the urge to vomit rising in his throat, and took slow, deep breaths to keep himself awake and calm.

This was the knowledge he learned while serving as a soldier in the second mission world.

Inhale, hold your breath, exhale

He Junxia kept repeating this step, and after a while, the nausea and vomiting feeling that lingered in his heart finally dissipated a lot.

Although it is still a bit uncomfortable, I can bear it.

During this not-so-long period of time, the drizzle outside the boat grew heavier, with bean-sized raindrops falling with a crackling sound. The whole world was so quiet that only the sound of rain remained.

Oh, no.

There was also the creaking sound of the ship as it rocked.

Just by looking at the decayed and rusty interior decoration of the cabin, you can tell that this ship is quite old, perhaps even older than the wisher himself.

The wisher had just turned 21 last month, and most of his peers were still happy college students. If he hadn't been abandoned in an orphanage and had someone to look after him, he might have been one of them.

He Junxia sighed imperceptibly, lowered his head and fastened the second-hand life jacket he was wearing in the correct way.

The main task is to return to land and explain that the ship did not arrive in another country smoothly for some reason. Looking at the heavy rain outside the ship at this moment, the "some reason" is obvious.

He Junxia quickly opened the wisher's backpack and medium-sized handbag. The backpack contained only a cell phone, a roll of toilet paper, a large plastic water cup, a large bag of steamed buns, and three small bags of pickled mustard greens. The medium-sized handbag contained a meager amount of clothing, shoes, and other daily necessities.

Among them, the mobile phone has been shut down due to lack of power.

However, even if the phone still had power, He Junxia would not be able to call the police or the sea rescue number - according to the wisher's memory, the ship had been sailing for a day and a night and had long since sailed out of the near sea, with only satellite phone communication.

Perhaps there would be a radio on board?

"Clang clang" "Squeak" "Crack"

A violent shaking interrupted He Junxia's thoughts. The hull made various noises under the heavy load, which made him upset.

"Look outside."

Someone shouted in panic, and some people looked out the only blurry window in the cabin.

He Junxia was also among them.

Outside the window, dark clouds covered the sky, obscuring its color, leaving only a gray haze visible to the naked eye.

The surging waves rolled in from afar, each wave bigger and higher than the last, as if a giant beast from the abyss, which had been watching for a long time, was extending its tentacles to its prey.

The old hull began to sway left and right with the waves, the amplitude became larger and larger, and the time became longer and longer. An uncomfortable feeling of nausea and dizziness came over He Junxia again.

This time, not only him, but even those who had not reacted before could not help but cover their chests and vomit, and there were screams all around.

"Is the boat going to capsize?"

A young man shouted in panic, causing everyone to panic even more.

They all boarded the ship with the intention of making a lot of money abroad, and no one was willing to die quietly in the vast ocean.

He Junxia took the opportunity to shout, "Whose phone can make satellite calls?"

"Shut up!"

"What are you yelling about!"

A burly man shouted angrily and quickly grabbed the collar of the young man who had previously shouted that the boat was going to capsize. He was so strong that he lifted the young man's feet off the ground.

"Let go, what are you doing, let me go!"

The young boy struggled desperately, holding the burly man's right arm with both hands, trying to free himself from his control.

The burly, dark-skinned man stared fiercely at everyone in the cabin, trying to find out who was shouting at others to use a satellite phone in the chaos.

But wherever his sight passed, people lowered their heads and retreated, and that person could not be distinguished in the crowd.

He's lucky.

The burly man snorted coldly: "Whoever talks nonsense again, I will send him down first."

The man's roar drowned out the sound of raindrops falling outside the window. The chaotic and noisy cabin suddenly became quiet, and the young boy who was grabbed by the collar by him also closed his mouth in fear.

There is no village or shop here and no surveillance. If someone dies, they are really dead. Maybe even the body will be eaten by fish in the sea.

The burly man looked around and saw that everyone was as quiet as quails. Satisfied, he left the young boy and threatened again, "You know what smuggling means, right?"

"We're all here to make money. Don't make a lot of money and end up in jail for a few years. Think carefully before you do anything."

"This little storm is nothing."

The burly man said this and left.

However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, they heard him shouting outside: "Xiao Zhang, come over here and watch over these people. Don't let them talk nonsense."

People who make a living on the sea have the most taboos when it comes to eating. They won’t even turn a fish over when eating it, let alone listen to someone say in front of them that the boat is going to capsize.

A thin man with the same dark skin walked in.

He sat down in the cabin. Everyone was afraid to breathe and could only return to their seats silently and hold on to something fixed to prevent being thrown away by the violently shaking hull.

He Junxia glanced at everyone inconspicuously, observing their body movements.

After a moment, his eyes stopped on the young man who was grabbed by the collar.

The young man looked nervous, his hands constantly rubbing in his pockets, and his thin shorts formed a rectangular shape.

Can his cell phone make satellite calls?

He Junxia narrowed his eyes slightly. It was just that the young man had just been caught by the burly man and used as a typical threat, so he might not dare to use his cell phone to call for help at sea.

Moreover, the "snakehead" had a gun in his hand, which was what He Junxia was most afraid of.

He Junxia stood up and walked up to the young man: "Handsome guy, do you have any water? Can you lend me a sip?"

The young man's sudden voice caused most people to look at him.

However, when he heard that he was asking for water, he looked away without interest.

He Junxia used her back to block the gaze of the other lean man supervising them, and opened her mouth and said silently, "Satellite phone."

The young boy's pupils suddenly constricted, and He Junxia knew that he had guessed right.

But just as he had expected, the threatened young boy did not dare to use his cell phone to call the police.

He bluffed, "I don't have any water, go find someone else, go away!"

He Junxia smiled and said, "Handsome guy, don't be so stingy. It won't hurt to give him some saliva to drink."

He directly pressed the young boy's hand in his right trouser pocket and touched the rectangular mobile phone.

The young boy's body suddenly stiffened and he glared at He Junxia angrily.

"open!"

As if he was afraid of being heard by someone else, he deliberately lowered his voice.

He Junxia's eyes were dim: "Handsome boy, give me a bottle. I know you have one."

"If you give it to me, I'll leave and won't affect you."

The two of them spoke in extremely low voices, almost only being able to hear them.

With the ship shaking and the rain pouring down, the people in the cabin had no time to pay attention to the minor quarrels between their fellow passengers.

Even the thin man in charge of supervising everyone was staring outside the boat, not paying attention to the expressions of the people inside.

Maybe a small number of people saw it, but we are just strangers who don’t know each other. We can’t even protect ourselves now, so how can we have time to be kind?

The swaying old boat and the huge waves outside the boat constantly affect the mood of everyone on the boat.

He Junxia successfully got the phone from the young boy.

After all, going to jail is better than dying.

Moreover, they only called the police to send location information. If the boat had no accident, the police would not be able to find them.

Even if he calls the police and is discovered by the human traffickers, it won't be his fault.

The young boy comforted himself in this way. He definitely didn't hand over his phone because he was frightened by the man's terrifying eyes.

After getting the phone and password, He Junxia pretended to be unwilling and returned to her seat, then went to the toilet with her backpack.

However……

He Junxia looked at the phone in his hand with a dark face. It showed that it was turned off and the satellite function was not turned on. He wanted to pull the young boy in and beat him up.

"Bang" "Bang"

The ship shook violently again, and He Junxia vaguely heard someone outside (on the deck) shouting that something was broken.

It seems to be something very important.

Because even the thin man who was guarding the stowaways in the cabin rushed out immediately.

At this time, everyone didn't care about the rules and rushed out to check the situation.

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

I couldn't see clearly through the blurry glass before, but now I am facing the fangs of nature on the broken deck, and I feel deeply the horror of nature.

The sea water has been dyed black by the sky. Looking down from the deck, one can only see a huge mouth of the abyss ready to devour anyone.

The lonely little boat drifted on the vast and turbulent sea, so small and so weak.

The cold rain fell on everyone's terrified faces. As screams rang out one after another, one end of the boat gradually lost balance and began to tilt and sink.

I think it won't be long before this unbalanced ship sinks completely to the bottom of the sea.