Su Qingci held her head and took a deep breath. After the dizziness slowly subsided, she looked down at the watch on her wrist.

It is 6:21 now.

But whether it's 6 a.m. or 6 p.m. is unknown.

She propped herself up and leaned forward, reaching for the tablet on the coffee table to check the date and time.

It was the next morning.

Yesterday, when we were collecting the artifacts, it was 12 o'clock. After that, she got on Mr. Mike's boat and was knocked unconscious. That is to say, she was unconscious for almost six hours.

On the huge LCD TV in the living room, a countdown timer kept ticking.

117:54:32.

117:54:31.

117:54:30.

........

Su Qingci remembers that on the day of the operation, time on the farm stood still at 112 hours and 47 minutes.

She has been on the farm for more than 6 hours now, and with the remaining 117 hours, that makes a total of 123 hours.

123 minus 112 equals 11.

After the dozen or so boxes of goods arrived on Meng Bai's yacht yesterday, the farm can refresh for about 11 and a half hours every day.

Su Qingci took several deep breaths to clear her mind.

Upgrading the farm time is becoming increasingly difficult. So many cultural relics and antiques, more than a dozen boxes, and after going through them all, it only increased by about four hours.

There are still three important artifacts. The Warring States Dragon alone increased the price by more than two hours.

At this rate, it's uncertain whether she'll be able to farm the farm for 24 hours in her lifetime.

After sitting quietly for a while and feeling a bit better, Su Qingci made herself a pot of seafood porridge to treat herself.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they carefully observed the outside world.

Seeing that it was quiet outside, she flashed and appeared on the cruise ship.

The cruise ship was in a mess, with tables, chairs, and all sorts of other things scattered all over the place.

Su Qingci listened cautiously to the sounds outside. It was quiet except for the sound of waves crashing. She carefully made her way up the stairs.

Blood, all blood. There was thick, dark, almost dried blood on the stairs.

Su Qingci followed the blood upstairs and soon saw a blond man lying on the ground with his face covered at the top of the stairs.

She kicked it with her foot; it was already hard.

Walking past the other person towards the outside, three corpses lay scattered on the deck.

No living people were seen.

Su Qingci was considered a materialist in later generations, but she inexplicably came to this world, and there were some things she couldn't help but believe.

Seeing so many corpses on the deck at this moment, it would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid at all.

With a heavy heart, I tiptoed over to check, and found them all dead.

She searched the entire cruise ship, and her anxiety grew. Besides herself, there wasn't a single living person in sight...

Mr. Mike died in the control room chair. The thick cushion was completely soaked in blood. He had a severe abdominal wound, and half of his body was red. It was clear that he died from excessive blood loss.

What made Su Qingci even more devastated was that she walked around the cruise ship, trying to get a sense of her surroundings, only to find herself surrounded by an endless expanse of sea...

Su Qingci roared to the sky, "My God! Only six hours have passed! It couldn't have drifted to the Pacific Ocean, could it? Wang Zhongren, you beast!"

silence.

A deathly silence.

Su Qingci couldn't take it anymore and jumped off the observation deck at the top of the cruise ship.

No matter what, she needs to get those corpses out of there first; she doesn't want to stay with them.

In this hot weather, if we leave it out any longer, it might start to smell bad, and just thinking about that scene is terrifying.

I dare not move.

She gathered them all up and brought them to the farm. Then, leaning on the deck railing, she waved her hand outwards with a thought, and the corpses were thrown into the sea with a splash.

Then they washed away the bloodstains on the deck, and threw away the blood-stained carpet on the stairs.

The cushions and carpets in the control room were also thrown away and discarded.

Looking at the cruise ship again, well, the creepy feeling in my heart lessened considerably.

Two more hours passed, and the sea gradually calmed down. Su Qingci felt the cruise ship slowly come to a stop.

She ran to the control room to check and found that the cruise ship had long since run out of fuel. It was only able to move because it was being pushed by the sea breeze.

We can't just sit here and wait to die.

Although Wang Zhongren might arrange for a naval search and rescue team to look for her, what if they don't look or can't find her? She can't just drift at sea like this for the rest of her life, can she?

It's better to rely on yourself than on others; you have to find a way to save yourself.

Although she can't tell east from west and north from south now, Shanghai should be in the north.

When Meng Bai jumped into the sea to escape, she clearly heard Abiao shouting at him to swim north!

Therefore, the land should be to the north.

Su Qingci searched everywhere in the wheelhouse; there couldn't possibly be no compass on a cruise ship.

But after searching all over, I still couldn't find a compass.

Just as she was feeling discouraged, she suddenly remembered that there were cell phones in the future.

With a thought, her iPhone appeared in her hand. She entered the password to unlock it, and sure enough, she saw the compass app on it.

Su Qingci was still a little unsure, wondering if she could manage without internet access.

She tried opening the compass app, and a large disc appeared on her phone, with the needle rotating along with Su Qingci's movements.

No problem, it can be used.

Su Qingci quickly found the right direction: now it was just a matter of fuel. Such a large cruise ship couldn't possibly lack fuel, could it?

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