Chapter 131 Ghost Ship (Please subscribe! Please vote! 13)
On top of Taiyi Mountain, clear springs flow. On the high mountain suspended in the cave, Wen Zhengming met with the headmaster and the peak masters these days.
It’s actually a wonderful feeling to meet the characters you created, especially since each of them has their own personality.
This made Wen Zhengming feel an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
Shaking off these distracting thoughts, Wen Zhengming pulled his mind back to his own layout. According to what the designer said in the game, if he didn't push the game forward properly, there would be serious consequences.
Wen Zhengming guessed that the consequence would most likely be that the game would continue uncontrollably, of course it could also be that the host would be changed or something like that.
Of course, no matter what the result is, it is unacceptable to Wen Zhengming.
"So, your destiny still has to be in your own hands."
Wen Zhengming looked at the ancient ship sailing on the sea in the distance. The sea was sparkling and beautiful like a painting.
That was Faraday and his crew sailing towards the east. Faraday was now standing at the bow, looking into the distance.
His brown hair fluttered in the sea breeze.
Faraday was driving a magical ship, which was built by an ancient and powerful wizard hundreds of years ago and was powered entirely by magical energy.
On the sea, this ancient magical ship can reach an astonishing speed of eighty knots.
You should know that the speed of modern human ships is basically stable at around 30 to 40 knots.
The maximum speed of a modern super container ship can reach 30 knots/hour = 55 km/hour; the speed of a conventional cargo ship is between 15-20 knots = 28 km-37 km/hour; the maximum speed of a Nimitz-class aircraft carrier can reach 35-40 knots; only a biplane jet boat can reach a speed of about 60 knots.
On the sea, it is no exaggeration to say that this ship is just a gust of wind on the sea when the extraordinary ships in Faraday's images do not appear.
There are rarely big waves in the Mediterranean Sea; it is a peaceful "inland sea".
Although it is an "inland sea", there is frequent shipping here and large cargo ships often appear, because the water volume is large enough and deep enough for all large modern ships of mankind to sail here.
Of course, there is never a shortage of cruise ships from various countries in this sea area.
Almost every country in the Western world has the right to cruise here, and there are far more than just the Western countries that cruise here.
After all, this is a sea area, and in a sea area, there are always ships from countless countries.
Peterman is the captain of one of the cruisers. He belongs to the Alliance of Western Nations and has law enforcement authority in the Mediterranean.
This is a lucrative job. As everyone knows, one cannot offend pirates or cruise ship commanders on important sea routes.
So Peterman has gained some weight, but it's not too obvious because, after all, he is almost always on the sea and there are not so many entertainment venues on the sea.
"Oh my god! Look what I see?"
Peterman looked into the distance with a black telescope and said:
"A ship that would never have been sailed even in a war eighty years ago. How old is this old thing?"
"I remember that the large wooden ship has been out of history for a hundred years. I bet this ship is older than my grandmother!"
Peterman thought this must be the boring behavior of some rich person, because only these rich people would always buy such weird things.
But the first mate didn't think so. He stood in front of the radar, looking at the incredible numbers on it and said:
"Sir, I suggest you take a look at this."
Peterman put down the telescope and asked, "What do you mean?"
"The radar shows it's speeding!" said the first mate.
Peterman looked at the old ship in the distance, and looked at his first mate with a look of concern for a mentally retarded person and said, "What are you kidding? Speeding, that broken ship? I think it's exaggerated that it can reach 20 knots, let alone more than 40 knots?"
The first mate spread his hands and said, "But the radar shows that it is now heading towards us at a speed of 80 knots."
Peterman frowned. "Are you sure it's 80 knots? No ship can reach this speed at sea except airplanes."
"I'm quite sure!" the first mate replied in the affirmative.
But Peterman still thought it was a joke. He took a look at the radar and said, "I think the probability of the radar having problems is lower than the probability of the ship reaching a speed of 80 knots."
"But since the radar shows it's speeding, I think we should go over and take a look. I guess its owner must be a wealthy man, and we might be able to receive some interesting gifts."
"No one except the rich with bad taste would buy a boat like this. It looks like it will sink within two years."
Picking up the telescope and looking at the old ship in the distance again, Peterman said:
"Okay, soldier, let's speed up now and go up to see what an old ship with 80 knots looks like."
The destroyer quickly reached its maximum speed of thirty-five knots.
The snow-white destroyer drew a line of white waves on the sea.
However, things did not develop in the direction Peterman expected. The destroyer sailed towards the old wooden ship at an intersecting course with the old wooden ship, but the old wooden ship soon passed the intersection point.
The destroyer could only change the intersection into a pursuit, but Peterman soon found that the distance between the destroyer and the old wooden ship was getting bigger and bigger.
After looking at the old wooden boat through the telescope, Peterman said, "Fuck! Can this old wooden boat, which is older than my grandmother, really have a speed of 80 knots?"
Peterman had to believe this absurd fact that the ship, which looked bigger than his grandmother, was now flying low over the sea at a speed of eighty knots per hour.
Through the telescope, Peterman discovered that not only was the distance gradually increasing, but more importantly, he could not see any signs of the ship's propeller turning.
It was like a ghost ship, being pulled forward on the sea by an unspeakable mysterious force.
Peterman instantly recalled many stories about ghost ships, and also thought of the "Age of Deification" that was taking place in the far East. In this era, when encountering strange things, the right way was to stay away from it.
So, Peterman decisively gave up the pursuit.
Besides, even if he didn't give up, it would be useless. The destroyer could only travel at a maximum speed of 35 knots, while the old wooden ship in the distance was traveling at a speed of 80 knots, which was enough to prevent him from even getting a bite of food.
"Report it to the Western Alliance and let the people above you worry about it. If nothing goes wrong, it will pass through the Red Sea, enter the Suez Canal, cross the Red Sea, and then go to the Indian Ocean."
Although Peterman is a captain who is only interested in making money, he still has basic common sense.
"If they want to block it, let them go to the Suez Canal!"
The sea was sparkling, and the old ship had completely disappeared in the distance while they were chatting.
………
After returning to the port to change shifts that night, Peterman returned home and saw a piece of news that shocked him: "A ghost ship flew across the Suez Canal, and the mysterious era of the sea has arrived."
"Bullshit! They just... flew over there, and there was no one to intercept them?"
There was a picture on the news. The old wooden boat that was familiar to Peterman flew past the Egyptian interception, entered the Suez Canal, and then sailed smoothly into the Red Sea.
Peterman suddenly felt fortunate that he did not intercept that ship.
According to rumors, everyone who boarded the ghost ship never got off.
"In the age of becoming a god, I don't want to see gods at all now. If gods come, how can the devil be far behind?"
………
Mystery and immortality always attract the restless hearts of human beings.
At this time, in the Miao area, a group of people went deep into the mountains.
Rumor has it that there is an old man here who teaches the art of witchcraft.
And they came to find this old man.
………
On the top of Taiyi Mountain, Qiao Yuanshan was preparing to go down the mountain.
His uncle-master asked him to go to Miaojiang to find an iron ore, saying that this stone was suitable for meditation.
This is bullying!
Qiao Yuanshan sighed and said helplessly: "Little Uncle Master, is there not a single stone on our Taiyi Mountain that you like?"
"You don't understand, that stone is very different." Wen Zhengming said lightly, but his eyes were fixed on the old wooden boat in the distance.
"No matter how different it is, it's still stone."
"If I tell you to go, then go quickly. Your master is in trouble, and you are like this? What did your master teach you?"
The old Taoist priest spoke, and seeing his master picking up his whisk and preparing to attack, Qiao Yuanshan obeyed in humiliation.
Qiao Yuanshan is depressed!
Master, my junior uncle wants a stone, why are you so excited?
Do you like that stone too?
A stone is more important than your apprentice?
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(End of this chapter)
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