Chapter 116
The hot volcanic rocks splashed everywhere like exploding fireworks, but the latter were beautiful and harmless, while the former would take their lives.
Seeing the large and small stones falling into the sea and evaporating with the warm sea water, the villagers on the surrounding boats screamed one after another.
"The rocks are falling! Row the boat! Quickly!"
"Row right! Right!"
"Oh my hand!"
"Mom!!! Don't!"
"Help! Someone save me!"
Cries and shouts were heard everywhere. The sea route that was originally a life-saving straw was now blocked by countless falling volcanic rocks.
It would be fine if the stones hit the sea surface, as they would only create some waves. However, once they hit the ship's deck, the high temperature of thousands of degrees may burn through the deck in an instant.
Can a boat with a hole in it still be called a boat?
Water was pouring in from the bottom, and within ten minutes the boat would be submerged, and the people on board would be completely without support.
This is just hitting objects. If it hits people, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.
The volcanic rock that can burn through a ten-centimeter-thick deck in one go will instantly melt the flesh and blood if it comes into contact with the human body.
This level of horror was no less than what she had seen in the island insect plague copy before. The person was still alive, but had to watch himself being eaten by insects bit by bit, from fear to panic to crying, and finally to complete despair.
The same applies to volcanic rocks.
If it hits a critical part of the human body, such as the skull or chest, it would only take a moment for the bones and flesh to be burned, and the person would die before they could even feel the pain.
If you are lucky and only get hit in the arm or thigh, there may still be a chance of survival.
But being injured at sea is still a serious matter.
With no medicine and limited fresh water, coupled with the scorching sun, Song Yue believed that few people could survive to the end under such harsh conditions.
In order to avoid the falling volcanic rocks as much as possible, Song Yue immediately took Mao Xingxiu's place and paddled quickly based on his instinct for survival.
She had her back to the volcano and couldn't see which direction the rocks were coming from, so Mao Xingxiu acted as her eyes, concentrating on pointing out the danger for her.
"There's a volcanic rock on the right, hit it to the left!"
Hearing the warning, Song Yue released the force with his left hand and increased the force with his right hand. The right oar was rowing underwater, and the whole boat turned to the left. The next moment, there was a gurgling sound in his ears!
A fist-sized volcanic rock brushed past the side of their ship and crashed into the sea, splashing hot sea water.
Great, dodged it!
Mao Xingxiu clenched his fists, secretly delighted, but quickly returned to a state of high alert, his eyes fixed on the sky.
"There's a big rock behind us, speed up!"
"There's a group of rocks on the left, hit them to the right and keep moving forward!"
He had good eyesight and his commands were steady. Although his voice was audibly trembling, he conveyed all the necessary information to Song Yue's ears with incredible accuracy.
Song Yue's hand strength was equally precise. He moved to the right and it happened. He accelerated and it happened. He coordinated with Mao Xingxiu's command perfectly.
With this cooperation, one acting as eyes and the other as hands, the two of them were able to row the heavy wooden boat with the graceful feeling of a small canoe.
Unfortunately, not all ships are like them, able to avoid the volcanic rocks falling from the sky time and time again without any danger.
There were at least fifty or sixty fishing boats that escaped from the island, half of which were attacked by stones. The boats were broken or scattered, and the people on board were injured or killed. The wailing sounds rose and fell on the sea, which made Mao Qingquan and Chi Yunying tremble in their hearts.
This was the volcano they had believed all their lives would never awaken, but now it was coming towards them with the force of thunder.
Chi Yunying watched helplessly as one wooden boat after another disappeared from her sight, and she was powerless to do anything.
Mao Qingquan noticed his wife's sadness, hugged her tightly, and whispered to comfort her: "We should feel lucky. If it weren't for Yuanzhou, the kid, taking charge of the ship, we would probably..."
The same fate as those villagers who fell into the sea.
Yes, Chi Yunying murmured and moved her lips. She never thought that Song Yuanzhou could actually row a boat.
But when did he learn this? Chi Yunying was a little suspicious. He didn't have a boat himself, and the other villagers certainly wouldn't lend him one. Where on earth did he learn this?
Rowing is not an easy skill, and even people of their age would not dare to boast about it.
They could see Song Yuanzhou's boat skills clearly now. Without four or five years of accumulation, it would be impossible to achieve such precise control.
What's more, now they are not simply rowing, but running for their lives.
The crater behind them was rumbling, and every time the volcanic ash erupted, it was a psychological challenge to the refugees. Rocks were also constantly falling from the sky, and if they were hit once, they would most likely be doomed.
In this ultra-high-pressure and tense environment, Song Yuanzhou was able to control the ship with incredible calmness. Chi Yunying suddenly realized that this kid was far more capable than they thought.
boom!
It was hard to tell how many times the volcano had erupted. Even though their ship was a long distance away from the island, the huge explosion still shook the entire sea surface.
Someone on the sea shouted, "Oh my God, it's lava!"
Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to it.
Whether it was Song Yue and his group, or the other surviving villagers, they all turned their heads and looked towards the volcano that almost took their lives.
The boiling magma finally erupted from the crater. Part of the red semi-fluid rushed into the sky, like a beam arrow in a myth, hot and fierce. Another part overflowed directly from the mountain pass. From a distance, it looked like melted ice cream, quite spectacular.
This spectacular scene can only be appreciated when watching it through the screen. For those who are still running for their lives, it only means that another danger is coming.
When magma flows into the sea, it can accelerate the temperature rise of the sea water. If they are not far enough away, they are likely to be affected by the high temperature.
In addition, the poisonous gas released by the magma itself is also very deadly. If a person inhales even a little bit into the lungs, he will suffocate to death.
They don't have time to appreciate the natural wonders here, the only thing they have to do is escape!
The magma flowed very quickly and flowed from the crater to the coast in just a few minutes.
The scarlet lava flowed into the sea and merged with the water. Soon, Song Yue heard screams coming from behind him!
Those were the sounds made by the villagers who fell into the water. Their boats were hit by volcanic rocks and broke apart on the sea. They had no choice but to hold on to pieces of wood and float on the water, trying to survive in this way.
However, the sea water became increasingly hot under the mixing of magma. Soon, the surrounding sea water was like boiling water, bubbling.
Song Yue suddenly remembered a piece of news she had read before.
The village woman was preparing to bathe her baby. She placed the baby in a pot filled with water with firewood burning underneath. However, she was called by others to play mahjong in the middle of the process.
As the beating went on, the village woman seemed to wake up from a dream, and remembered that her child was still in the pot, so she rushed home like crazy.
Unfortunately, no miracle happened. What awaited her was the news that the baby was boiled to death by the boiling water in the pot.
The villagers who fell into the sea now are no different from the dolls in the pot. They are wrapped in the rapidly heating sea water. They want to escape, but they can't find a way out. They can only rely on their instinct for survival and kick desperately with their legs below.
Chi Yunying looked at this scene, her heart tightening: "Can't we save them?"
Mao Qingquan sighed: "This ship can only carry a few of us, not one more."
Even if he has the intention, he doesn't have the conditions.
Silence fell on the boat.
They frowned and watched with empathy, watching the struggling villagers' pupils gradually dilate due to the high temperature, until finally their mouths opened wide, their bodies went limp, and they slid to the bottom of the sea.
Brother Chen escaped death and sat on the small wooden boat, gasping for breath.
It was so scary! He was almost dripped by the lava just now!
When the volcanic rocks hit the sea, he was lucky to escape because his boat was small and light. However, when the magma erupted, his boat was just in the wind.
The strong wind carried the lava, which fell on his boat like iron flowers!
He rowed the boat hurriedly, moving in a zigzag pattern, and managed to get out of the lava dripping area relying on his instinct for survival.
The boat sailed far away from Lime Island. He confirmed that volcanic rocks and magma posed no threat to the place. Only then did he put down the oars and gasp for breath.
Rowing is a physically demanding job. He is already in his forties and his physical strength is not as good as before. He basically has to rest after rowing for a while.
Now he was still floating on the sea alone, without any food. He only temporarily put a few white flour buns in his pocket before escaping. This little bit of dry food could not last him long.
Escaping from danger did not bring him much joy. On the contrary, when he thought about having to rely on the little food he had to survive at sea, he instantly fell into a new round of despair.
The boat was drifting with the waves, swaying unsteadily. Suddenly, he noticed another boat appeared in front of him.
He sat up with a somersault, staring straight ahead.
If I'm not mistaken, that's Mao Qingquan's family boat.
Looking at the heads above, it seems like the whole family is there.
In that case, maybe he could get some of the dry food they brought on board?!
When he thought of any possibility of survival, Brother Chen could no longer suppress his inner excitement. His previous fatigue was swept away, replaced by endless motivation.
He gritted his teeth and paddled hard, hoping to catch up with the Mao family's wooden boat as soon as possible!
A volcanic rock as big as a fist hit the wooden boat. The boat was fine, but the people rowing on it suffered.
Song Wu looked at his burned left forearm and grimaced in pain.
He is the strongest of the two brothers in the Song family. Now that he is injured, he can only be replaced by his cousin Song Wen.
Who knows if it was bad luck, Song Wen had just sat on it for two seconds when another volcanic rock hit him.
He was even more unlucky than his cousin Song Wu. The hot volcanic rock hit his back directly, and blood immediately flowed out of his back.
Both of them were in so much pain that they couldn't row the boat. They looked at each other, and the same idea came to their minds - throw the person away to reduce the weight.
"Grandma Agen, I'm sorry."
Song Wu grinned and walked up to Grandma Agen.
The latter's dry hands tightly grasped the crutch, his voice trembling slightly: "...What are you going to do..."
Song Wu chuckled twice and picked her up with his uninjured right arm: "The boat is too heavy, we need to unload the weight."
Song Wen followed with a sinister laugh: "Yes, Grandma Agen, you are the most troublesome person here."
So I can only start with you~
After saying that, Song Wu picked up the skinny Grandma Agen and threw her into the sea regardless of her pleas for mercy.
"Grandma Agen!!" The woman on the boat leaned over the side of the boat and stretched out her hand, trying to pull the person back.
Song Wu kicked the woman over with a fierce look in his eyes: "Behave yourself, or I'll throw you down too!"
Jiang Xue's eyes were red as she looked at the old man struggling on the sea, and an endless pain and hatred surged in her heart.
She turned her head and stared fiercely at the two men in front of her.
"It was Grandma Agen who got you on this ship! Without her, you wouldn't be alive today!"
"You are such heartless people, you will be punished by God!"
After saying that, without waiting for the man to kick her, she jumped into the sea.
Like a nimble little fish, she swam through the ups and downs of the waves and soon approached Grandma Agen who was choking on water.
"Tsk, you dare to go into the water when a volcano erupts? You really don't want to live." Song Wu curled his lips, his eyes full of ridicule.
Song Wen endured the pain in his back and grinned, "Isn't this great? We got a boat for free, and Sister Xue can meet her dead man in the afterlife."
The two brothers smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.
What they didn't say was that Jiang Xue's man was killed by them.
They had been coveting that boat for a long time; it was new and beautiful. The volcano on the island was about to erupt, and they didn't have a good boat. So they decided to attack Jiang Xue's man, intending to take both his boat and his woman for themselves.
But man proposes, God disposes. Jiang Xue has a strong temper. When she saw Grandma Agen being thrown into the sea, she actually jumped in as well.
You really don't know how to live or die.
Forget it, even if the people were not rescued, at least the boat is still there.
Song Wu clicked his tongue. They had to plan carefully for the next period of time, which direction to go.
While thinking, Song Wu suddenly saw a wooden boat in his sight ahead.
There were several people sitting on the boat, all of them looked safe and no one seemed to be injured.
Song Wu knew that in addition to luck, strength also played a very important role in surviving the previous waves of attacks.
Thinking about who was so powerful that he could live safely until now, Song Wu narrowed his eyes.
After a while, he smiled, revealing a surprised expression: "Oh, it's actually that kid Song Yuanzhou."
"Yuanzhou, there are two ships behind us that seem to be chasing us."
Mao Xingxiu was very reluctant to leave the island where he had lived for more than ten years.
He kept looking back at the village and then he saw two boats following behind him.
However, due to the distance, he couldn't see clearly who was sitting on the boat.
Song Yue had improved her physical fitness, and her five senses were stronger than those of ordinary people. She had heard the paddling sound behind her a long time ago, so she was not surprised.
"I know, just wait until they catch up."
Anyway, if anyone dares to come close, she will shoot him.
Of course, if the other party has no ill intentions and does not cause her any trouble, she doesn't mind giving them a ride.
It just depends on how they choose.
Thinking of this, Song Yue did not speed up, but paddled forward one row at a time according to the previous rhythm.
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