Chapter 303 The Xue Family's Large Ship She felt her chest...
She felt a burning sensation in her chest.
"Waaah..."
Sang Zhitao clutched her chest and squatted on the ground, fragments of memories flashing through her mind.
A miniature version of her is sleeping soundly, protected by a large tree.
She, in robot form, stood on one side of the square singing.
She, dressed in pirate attire with blood on her face, coldly stared at the corpses scattered on the ground.
There are scenes of her flying and transforming into a phoenix, and scenes of her using green light to heal others...
Scenes flashed before her eyes.
Sang Zhitao collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
The bell, which was not far away, was too frightened to move by her appearance.
When Sang Zhitao finally caught her breath and opened her eyes, she heard a terrifying howling sound.
The ship rocked and swayed as the waves pounded against it.
"Sister! Sister!" Lingdang was still a baby and had never seen such a terrifying situation before. She was so scared that she crawled under the bed and kept crying.
Sang Zhitao turned to look at the clock on the wall and realized that she had missed the natural disaster warning.
The ship rocked more and more violently as the hurricane swept through, lifting it high into the air and then slamming it down.
Even some decorations that were originally fixed to the furniture could not withstand such powerful destructive force, and they all rolled to the ground, making a series of cracking sounds.
The bell covered its mouth tightly, too frightened to make a sound.
Sang Zhitao took a deep breath, seized the opportunity to grab the table leg, and subconsciously pressed her hand to the floor.
Green light flew from her palm, disappeared directly into the floor, and eventually enveloped the entire ship.
The shaking stopped, the whistling sound disappeared, and the ship began to stabilize.
Sang Zhitao collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
"Sister...?" Lingdang timidly crawled out from under the bed.
Sang Zhitao waved her hand weakly: "It's alright now."
She sat up, walked to the window, and looked at the green, semi-transparent protective shield with a look of inquiry in her eyes.
"I... do I really have an extraordinary background?"
She touched her face, looking dazed.
Outside the window, a fierce wind and torrential rain raged, and huge waves rolled in.
A tsunami roared and hurtled rapidly toward us from afar.
It was as if they were the only small boat in the world, struggling to survive in the storm.
Sang Zhitao took a deep breath, turned around, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it.
She recalled fragments of memories that had appeared in her mind, and looked down at her fair palms.
"What are those memories?" she murmured, frowning and puzzled.
"What is that thing?" Not far away, on a huge ship, a group of people asked Sang Zhitao's ship similar questions.
"Have any other companies recently announced new protective technologies?" The leader was an elderly man.
He was dressed in a sharp suit, holding a cane inlaid with a huge emerald, his hair was completely white, but his eyes gleamed with a sharp light.
A middle-aged man standing next to him frowned and shook his head: "I haven't heard any news."
"I see..." The old man's eyes were deep and unfathomable.
“That…” came a hesitant voice from the corner.
"Who?!" The middle-aged man glanced over there with displeasure.
The others followed his gaze and turned to look.
A young man in his early twenties took a timid step back, swallowed hard, and then cautiously asked, "Didn't we receive some news from the Lin family's large ship? Could it be that?"
The old man turned to look at his son: "What news?"
A bead of sweat slid down the middle-aged man's forehead. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he quickly lowered his head and said, "It's not confirmed yet, so I didn't tell you."
The old man stared at him without saying a word.
The middle-aged man wiped his sweat before quickly saying, "Some time ago, the Lin family sent a large ship to a branch of their family, asking them to report the coordinates of an ordinary ship. The owner of that ship is a young woman who is not afraid of a level four thunderstorm disaster."
"We thought..."
"Alright!"
Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, the old man shot him a fierce glare.
He tapped the ground heavily with his cane before saying, "Since she might be the person the Lin family is looking for, let's invite her up here."
"Dad... what if..." The middle-aged man hesitated before speaking, wanting to object.
"Fool!" That was the old man's rebuke he received.
The middle-aged man's face instantly turned ugly.
The old man gave a soft rebuke and turned to leave.
As soon as he left, the others obediently followed suit.
In the end, only three people remained in the room.
One of the men, who was about the same age as the middle-aged man, walked up to him and chuckled, teasingly saying, "Brother, so what if she's not the person the Lin family is looking for? Does she think she can just stay on our ship and refuse to leave?"
As he spoke, the man glanced at his elder brother and said, "If it is true, then someone who can make the main branch of the Lin family search for them like this must be involved in huge interests. It's better to kill the innocent than to let the guilty go free."
The man patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder smugly, chuckled, and left.
The middle-aged man's face was gloomy as he watched his younger brother's retreating figure.
The young man hiding in the corner hesitated for a long time before tiptoeing forward and speaking in a low voice, "Father..."
"It's all your fault! Why did you have to say that!" The middle-aged man suddenly turned to look at his son, his eyes red with anger.
The young man opened his mouth, but ultimately remained silent, bowing his head to listen to the middle-aged man's reprimand.
It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that the middle-aged man left indignantly.
The young man let out a deep breath, silently watching the middle-aged man's departing figure, a flash of hatred in his eyes.
After the natural disaster ended, Sang Zhitao still couldn't recall many memories, only vaguely feeling that she possessed a special power that moved at will.
She retracted the protective shield, made some food for herself and the bell, set the navigation, and continued to sail away.
She had only walked for less than ten minutes when she saw a first-class ship slowly approaching her.
Sang Zhitao frowned, intending to give way, but as the ship approached her, it not only did not accelerate but slowed down and sailed alongside her ship.
"Hello~!" A handsome young man on the boat greeted her with a smile.
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, a feeling of being schemed against welling up inside her.
Thinking this to herself, she still mimicked Zhifeng and the others' behavior, putting on an overwhelmed expression and greeting them: "Hello, are you hiring?"
The young man's smile faltered slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the person behind him.
Whether he had been reprimanded or not, his smile was a little stiffer when he faced Sang Zhitao again.
"We're hiring, do you want to come?"
Sang Zhitao paused.
First-class ships generally do not accept solo travelers like Sang Zhitao.
Such ships are sometimes bait released by third-class ships.
Especially after a natural disaster of magnitude 3 or 4, there will always be some third-class ships that release bait to lure out some kind-hearted or naive young ladies and gentlemen from first-class ships.
Some would use this opportunity to trick others into giving them supplies, while others would use it to storm first-class ships and plunder them.
The Zhou family's boat was like that back then.
Previously, third-class ships mainly relied on deception, and even if they robbed, they would not kill.
But that one time, the Zhou family was wiped out.
As a result, the first-class ships learned their lesson and never again offered assistance to lone vessels like the one sailing the Mulberry Tree.
Large merchant ships are more wary of this.
Therefore, Sang Zhitao had a very good impression of Lin Luoluo because the other party actually agreed to let her go on the ship to make purchases under such circumstances.
All sorts of thoughts seem to pass by in the blink of an eye to outsiders.
Sang Zhitao looked at the young man waiting for her answer, smiled shyly, and nodded.
Since the other party wasn't afraid to use her as bait, she naturally wanted to see what they were up to.
After all, she could sense that the protective shield's function was far more than that; at the very least, it made it difficult for the other party to harm her.
With that in mind, she climbed up the rope ladder that had been sent down from the first-class ship.
"Welcome, my surname is Xue, Xue Minghua." The young man smiled and extended his hand.
Sang Zhitao glanced at the other person, then gently shook their hand.
The young man showed no airs of superiority that one might expect when recruiting; instead, he chatted with Sang Zhitao in a very polite manner.
"What's your name? Why are you alone in the ocean...?"
"Ahem!" Xue Minghua's barrage of questions was silenced by the light cough of the middle-aged man beside him.
"My name is Xue Tianfang." Xue Tianfang nodded slightly to Sang Zhitao.
“He is my father,” Xue Minghua whispered to Sang Zhitao.
Sang Zhitao raised an eyebrow. When Xue Minghua saw Xue Tianfang, he looked like a mouse seeing a cat; they didn't look like father and son at all.
Such thoughts vanished in an instant; instead, she became curious about the father and son's polite attitude towards her.
A butler-like man walked towards them and whispered something in Xue Tianfang's ear.
Xue Tianfang nodded and turned to Xue Minghua, saying, "Take the guest to see your grandfather."
After Xue Minghua obediently agreed, he led Sang Zhitao further inside.
The Xue family's ship was decorated in a completely different style from the Lin family's merchant ship.
The room was decorated with elaborate carvings and gold and white accents, and overhead was a very large crystal chandelier.
"How magnificent," Sang Zhitao couldn't help but exclaim to herself.
On the equally ornate sofa, an elderly man with white hair was looking at the newcomer while holding a cane in both hands.
Sang Zhitao's gaze fell on his white hair, and her assessment of the Xue family's strength rose to a new level.
Because the resources required to support one elderly person are enough to support several young adults, elderly people are very rare in this world.
Most first-class ship families have enough resources to support themselves in their old age, but they will not continue to hand over the reins of the family to them.
But the old man in front of me had shrewd calculations in his eyes, which proved that he was not only a mascot but also the patriarch of a family, a person with enough cunning and control.
Sang Zhitao didn't think she could outsmart someone like that.
"You must have something to ask me?" She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, but decided it was better to be straightforward.
The old man was somewhat surprised by Sang Zhitao's frankness.
He smiled and said, "To be precise, it's not us looking for you, it's all the first-class ships looking for you."
Sang Zhitao looked up at the other person in surprise.
"Your protective technology is extremely advanced; even our Xue family has never developed it."
He sighed and shook his head: "This generation of children has too peaceful a life, and they have lost their ambition."
Seeing that Sang Zhitao did not respond, the old man smiled slightly and continued, "Our Xue family, Lin family, Qian family, and Zhang family all have their own protective equipment manufacturing ships, so our four families are the ones who most want to obtain your technology."
"Name your terms."
When the old man spoke his last words, he lowered his head slightly, and his voice carried a hint of pleading.
Sang Zhitao looked at him silently without saying a word.
The old man's lowered eyes changed slightly, but when he raised them, his expression remained kind: "For all mankind, our Xue family is willing to give everything."
Hearing such words spoken, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but scratch her pants with her fingers.
Suppressing her embarrassment, she finally spoke, "You can't learn this technique."
The old man was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter: "That's because you don't understand the strength of our Xue family."
He proudly raised his chin slightly: "I dare say, if my Xue family can't learn this technology, then no other power in the world can."
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