Lack of water is more likely to kill a sailor than hunger.

Navigator Warren walked out of the cockpit with a sullen face.

Looking at these sailor brothers who had been with him for many years, Warren's heart tightened.

The ships can now only stay at sea and drift with the current.

These dark shadows are sawfin sharks, the nightmare of all Storm Federation navigators.

In order for the Storm Federation's ships to be able to travel long distances, the power system will be placed in the lower part of the hull.

But these sawtooth sharks deal with the ships of the Storm Federation all year round.

Have learned how to sabotage Storm Federation ships.

These sawtooth sharks will chase small turtle-like creatures in the sea.

Force the small turtle creatures to the power port under the hull, and force the small turtle creatures to drill into the power port.

Block the power outlet.

This means that even if the ship has backup energy, it still cannot sail.

If you want to sail, you can only get off the boat and clean the power port of the boat.

Every adult Sawtooth Shark is at the peak of the Gold Rank.

Such a large-scale group of sharks must include platinum-level sawtooth sharks.

No one on the boat lasted more than ten seconds after entering the water.

Once someone goes into the water, they will be immediately torn into pieces by the swarming sawtooth sharks, leaving only a red flower of blood.

Suddenly, a sailor fell headfirst from the watchtower and landed on the deck.

The watchtower was ten meters high, and the sailor who fell unconsciously died as soon as he touched the ground.

Seeing the sailor falling from the watchtower, the other sailors and Warren immediately ran over.

After it was confirmed that the sailor had died, many sailors were extremely short of water.

Two hot tears rolled down his rough face.

Warren knew that the sailor fell from the watchtower because he had just fainted from thirst.

If these brothers and myself are still trapped here.

I’m afraid the whole army will be wiped out within two days.

The Warren, named after himself, will also become a ghost ship on the sea.

Warren is no longer a young man, but a middle-aged man in his thirties.

But Warren still has the enterprising spirit of a young navigator in his heart.

In the dangerous ocean, relying on the unique shipbuilding technology of the Storm Federation, he took a few guys out to sea to search for supplies.

Occasionally you can make a small profit.

When he was young, Warren was a man who would often talk about his dreams.

Even in middle age, he is still working hard on the path of being a navigator.

But at this moment, Warren hopes that he and these old friends can survive rather than dreaming.

Thinking of this, Warren returned to the cabin and took out the only barrel of wine left by his master, the deceased old navigator.

Although strong liquor is not very thirst-quenching, drinking it always makes the brothers feel more comfortable.

Facing the withering lives, Warren felt that the things he once valued were gone.

It’s not so important now.

Only if I and these old friends survive can we pursue our dreams again.

All of Warren's sailors were drunkards.

Normally when he sees alcohol, he acts as if he doesn't care about his life.

Every time I return to the port, I go to the bar first to have fun.

But when Warren took out the jar of wine, the sailors actually refused it one after another, saying that they could still hold on.

Warren took out this jar of wine because he felt that his brothers' lives were more important than his own thoughts.

But now, because the brothers knew that he cherished this jar of wine very much, they were unwilling to drink it.

This made Warren feel bitter.

Warren couldn't bear it any longer and pulled the cork off the barrel.

As soon as the cork leaves the barrel, the aroma of wine wafts out.

"Little monkey, go get all the bowls."

When the sailor named Little Monkey heard what Warren said, he immediately ran to get the bowl.

Warren keenly noticed that there was a piece of black cloth tied around the little monkey's wrist.

Warren suddenly thought of the sawtooth shark meat that the little monkey gave him yesterday. Why were they all soaked and wet?

The little monkey was usually too naughty and always had conflicts with the old sailors on the deck.

Warren always says that the little monkey is ignorant.

But now it seems that although the little monkey is ignorant, he has a more human touch than the earth.

The little monkey brought a stack of bowls, and Warren was turning them over when he found that one bowl was missing.

Just when Warren was about to ask the little monkey, the little monkey waved his hand and said.

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"Brother Warren, I'm on duty tonight and I have to stand guard in the watchtower, so I won't drink!"

Upon hearing this, Warren immediately hugged the little monkey.

Without saying a word, he gave the little monkey two large bowls of wine before speaking.

"You don't have to stand in the watchtower tonight. I'll do it!"

Upon hearing this, the little monkey smacked his lips, as if he was tasting the wine in his mouth for the last time.

While saying.

"Brother Turbine, this is not possible!"

Upon hearing this, Turbine waved his hand and said.

"I can't sail the ship, so there's nothing I can do as a navigator."

"You all go to the bottom of the cabin and have a good sleep tonight, and I'll go to the watchtower. It's a deal!"

After saying that, Warren picked up the bowl and drank a large bowl of wine.

Warren usually has extremely strict control over the sailors and does not allow them to drink while on duty.

But now, looking at the little monkey and these old friends of his.

Warren felt that if he didn't drink a bowl of wine, he would not be able to suppress the despair and sadness in his heart.

At night, Warren leaned against the railing of the watchtower and summoned his spirit creature, the Armored Sea Fern.

Let the Armored Sea Fern reinforce the watchtower.

No matter how hard an adult like this tries, he can't climb down from the watchtower.

Warren leaned against the fence, looked at the moon in the sky and sighed.

Warren, who used to love sunny days the most, now hoped that the sky would be covered with dark clouds and heavy rain would fall.

In the second half of the night, when dawn was about to break, the usually strong-willed Warren could no longer bear it.

Fell into a sleep uncontrollably.

Before falling asleep, a thought suddenly popped into Warren's mind.

I, Warren, would give it all if it meant I and these old guys could survive.

…

The stars are shining brightly, and the Milky Way is flowing among them.

In the center of the Milky Way, a nebula is rising with magnificent stars.

Surrounded by nebulae, a long-awaited event is held again.

It’s just that this time’s event seems to have fewer people than the last time when there were six people.

Su Yiren did not participate in this celestial council, but was cultivating her own fourteen millet fruits.

At this moment, three figures outlined by will and soul appeared on the seats of Andromeda, Perseus, and Leo Minor, facing Libra and Leo.

The person in the Leo Minor chair was happy to see his master again.

But when the people in the Andromeda and Perseus seats saw the figure in the Leo seat, who was entangled with countless wills and rules, their eyes could not help but become moist at the same time.

Resisting the excitement and surprise in his heart, Yin Lin spoke first.

"Leo, Libra, long time no see!"

(End of this chapter)