'Target, White Ice Sea, forward.'
Ye Ling held a short, thick pen and wrote these words in a small notebook. Now she was lying on the bed in a slightly shaking cabin and writing.
There is a small round window on the side. The thick resin window is very tough. It can block the waves outside and withstand some impact without breaking.
The sound of rushing water could be heard from time to time, and white foam could be seen constantly being stirred up on the side, with water droplets splashing on the windows and then sliding down in scattered pieces.
On the vast blue sea, a white ship was sailing at high speed. The water waves from its tail left a long white wake on the sea. Its speed was like that of a speeding train, but the ship was only shaking slightly, not violently.
In the room on the other side of the cabin, several people were playing a card battle game.
"Hehe, Lettice, you are going to lose again this time." Aliena sat across the card table, crossed her legs, looked at the cards in her hand, her face showing joy and pride.
Compared with before, Alina has changed a lot. Her long brown-black hair is curled into big spiral waves and wrapped around her shoulders. She wears a navy-like shirt and jacket on her upper body and comfortable trousers on her lower body. She has burgundy eyeliner at the corners of her eyes, and her chest is slightly bulging, giving her a mature and sassy temperament.
"Ah, isn't this the iron fish that can run on the sea? How come you have forgotten the pain after the wound has healed?" Opposite Aliena, Lettice was dressed like an aristocratic woman. She was wearing a yellow and white tulip dress. The chest of her dress was like layers of blooming flowers, with light yellow and white alternating between each other, which was very beautiful. Even when she was indoors, she did not take off the big wide hat on her head, which was embellished with tied flowers and pearl ornaments.
When we boarded the ship yesterday, Alena laughed and said that Lettice didn't take off her hat, but the other party seemed to be prepared.
"The hat and clothes are an inseparable whole. If one of them is removed, it will be very inconsistent. Besides, when I really reach my destination, I will naturally change into the appropriate clothes."
On the other side of the room, Lanlier was squatting, carefully looking at the music box in front of her, then constantly disassembling and tightening it to check for any problems. Beside her, Lingxin was holding a beautiful forest cat and stroking the cat's head.
"Well, what a pity! It would have been better if we had prepared more things before getting on board. If we can't repair it well, we will miss a lot of good things. It's rare that the current singer Cang Fei is on board. It would be a pity not to record something." Lan Li'er spoke with a smile while carefully repairing the small object in front of her.
In a corner of the room, Vimiya was sitting in front of the piano, her slender fingers dancing on the keys, like a dancing fairy, making pleasant sounds. In front of her, a girl in a white and blue dress was leaning over the piano, watching Vimiya playing the piano carefully. In her clear light blue eyes, one seemed to see the reflection of her fingers gently dancing, and then she slowly closed and opened her eyes, as if she was gradually feeling sleepy.
"Has Loran learned this song?" After the song was finished, Vimiya raised her head and looked at the girl who seemed to be asleep, then shook her head helplessly, gently helped Loran Hill down, sat on the sofa, and let Loran Hill rest his head on her knees.
"Loran is asleep." A soft voice sounded in front of Vimiya, and then Vimiya looked up and looked at the woman with curved sheep horns in front of her. She was wearing a velvet madder coat and had a freshly steamed melon cake in one hand.
"It's Niya." Vimiya looked at the mature and slightly plump woman with sheep horns in front of her.
"Bumansa just made the pastries for this afternoon and asked me to bring them over." Niya nodded and placed the pastries on the table beside her.
"Tell Bumansa that there's no need to do so much. We're not really that hungry."
"I told her that, but she suddenly had an inspiration and said she wanted to try a new approach." Niya shook her head, indicating that she had no other choice.
"Oh... By the way, let's call Ye Ling out. She's probably sleeping in her room right now. Call her to eat something, hehe~" Weimiya thought of Ye Ling's reluctant look and laughed again.
"I'll go get her."
Leaving the bustling activity room, Niya came to the quiet corridor, walked a little inside, then stopped and gently knocked on the white painted steel door in front of her.
"Wait a moment, I'll open the door." Ye Ling's response soon came from inside the door.
"You didn't sleep." Niya was a little surprised.
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"Okay." Ye Ling appeared in front of the door with long beige hair.
"It's Sister Niya. What's going on?"
"Are you hungry now? Sister Bumansha made some cakes."
"Where it is, I'll go eat it right away~" Ye Ling agreed cheerfully. Although she looked eighteen years old, she was still as happy and innocent as before in front of the mature Niya.
"There should be quite a few people in the activity room. Let's go together." With that, the two of them walked towards the bustling activity room.
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Away from the bustling upper deck, in the kitchen on the lower deck of the cabin, Bumansha was busy in the spacious kitchen. She was wearing a white apron and her chestnut hair was wrapped in a headscarf. She moved in front of several stoves from time to time, and occasionally supervised the bird in the huge oven.
"Little Daiju, don't be lazy. Roast this piece of dragon leg meat and I'll give you a quarter of it later."
"Chirp~" In the stove, a goldfinch the size of a hen was manipulating strands of flames, constantly entangling the crimson pieces of meat placed on the grid plate, carefully infiltrating heat and magic into it.
In fact, Bumansha could do this kind of thing by herself, but it would be quite distracting. She also had some other dishes and ideas to try, so she asked Daiju, who was good at fire, for help. However, looking at Daiju's happy look in the oven, it seemed that she was not opposed to such a deal.
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