After the Purple Aura Express picked up speed, it had only been traveling for about half an hour when the rain started to intensify again.
Large, dense raindrops fell like countless pebbles, making a loud, rapid sound, and the portholes instantly became blurry.
It was not even 3 p.m., but the sky was incredibly dark, as if it were already evening and it would soon be dark.
Fortunately, the wind and waves did not intensify with the rain and remained at the same level as before; otherwise, the boat would have rocked even more violently, increasing the danger.
Feng Ye gripped the window frame tightly, his brow furrowed, gazing into the distance through the porthole.
On the sea surface, huge waves surged, stirring up layers of white foam. The turbid seawater, carrying mud, seaweed, fish, shrimp and other things, rolled around, as if a giant beast was struggling on the seabed.
In the rain, everything seemed so chaotic; as far as the eye could see, there were only surging waves and a blurry distance.
"The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and I don't know when it will stop."
Du Yulin muttered to himself, gripping the steering wheel tightly, his eyes never leaving the sea ahead.
Feng Ye sighed helplessly, "Oh well, what can we do if God insists on raining? Whatever, let's just treat it as a holiday."
"I'm worried that if it rains for too long, it will delay my trip to catch small yellow croakers. With this continuous spring rain, I don't want to miss this good season."
Du Yulin said with some concern.
Feng Ye smiled to himself, thinking to himself, "It's true what they say, the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is."
However, he could understand.
Making money is nothing to be ashamed of.
Who doesn't want to earn more money?
Moreover, he guessed that Du Yulin wasn't the only one worried about this; many others shared the same thought.
Especially those ship captains who were planning to go to the island in the sea, they were probably jumping up and down in anxiety.
"It shouldn't be that bad. Although the spring rain is long, it can't keep falling forever. It will eventually stop."
"That's not necessarily true. What if it really lasts for ten days or half a month?"
"Actually, we're not afraid of rain here, but we are afraid of rain on the other side of the island. As long as the wind and waves are not too big, we can sail in the rain."
Feng Ye continued, "If it's raining on Haizhongzhou Island and the sea is rough, then there's really nothing we can do."
Du Yulin nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on the sea: "You're right. It seems that when we get back, we can't just focus on the weather forecast here, we also need to pay attention to the weather conditions on Haizhongzhou Island."
"That's right, paying close attention to the weather on both sides will help us plan our trip better."
"Hey, Ah Ye, when do you think the yellow croaker season will start this year?"
"Who knows? Anyway, there are no signs yet, the flood season hasn't started."
"Yeah, we haven't caught many small yellow croakers these past few days, but if it keeps raining, we won't know when the flood season is coming."
"Damn, this is a real problem."
Feng Ye scratched his head, unable to think of a solution for the moment, and could only say helplessly, "Let's take it one step at a time. If all else fails, even if it's still raining in a few days, we'll have no choice but to brave the rain and go out to cast a net."
"That's all we can do. Hopefully the rain will stop soon."
"Hmm, I hope so."
The rain showed no sign of stopping for the next while, and the boat continued its journey back in the rain.
The two would exchange a few words from time to time, but most of the time they would silently gaze at the rain and the surging sea outside the window.
The ship rose and fell rhythmically with the waves, and the roar of the engine sounded somewhat muffled amidst the wind and rain.
It felt like the ship was a lone boat adrift in a chaotic world, constantly on the verge of being swallowed up by the terrible weather.
The rain did not subside slightly until evening.
After dinner, Feng Ye told Du Yulin to go to sleep, and he sat in the wheelhouse to drive the boat.
In such terrible weather, he didn't trust anyone else to sail at night; it was safer to keep the rudder in his own hands.
At 8 p.m., he listened to the marine weather forecast, which said that it would rain heavily and then moderately tomorrow.
I don't know if today's rain is considered heavy or moderate.
But in his view, it should not be just a heavy rain; the rain was so intense that it was probably close to the level of a rainstorm.
It was quite boring to be steering the boat alone in the wheelhouse. He took a sip of strong tea and lit a cigarette. The smoke swirled in the dim light as his eyes darted back and forth between the instruments and the dark sea.
After finishing his cigarette, Feng Ye picked up the walkie-talkie and began calling Donglai, Dongsheng, and Fengshou.
During the previous voyage, I called every half hour, but there was no response.
Unexpectedly, this time there was a response.
Hearing Feng Xuan's voice through the walkie-talkie, he was overjoyed and quickly asked, "Brother, where are you?"
"We stopped to take shelter from the wind. It was the same island where we took shelter from the typhoon last year. The rain was too heavy, and we didn't dare to drive rashly."
Feng Xuan's voice sounded slightly tired, "How are you? Are you safe?"
"We're fine, we're on our way back."
Feng Ye breathed a sigh of relief. He remembered the location of the island, estimated the distance, and then said, "It will take about three hours for us to get there."
If the seas were calm, it would only take two hours to get there, but now the wind and waves are so strong that they are severely affecting the speed, and it is estimated that it will take an extra hour.
"That's good. This awful weather, with big waves and heavy rain, makes sailing too dangerous. Please be careful when you steer the boat."
"Know……"
After chatting for a while, Feng Ye also learned about the situation of the three boats.
After they got back yesterday, they didn't reach the shore until almost midnight. They sold the fish at 3 a.m. and then went straight out to sea.
At six o'clock in the morning, it started to rain, and the wind and waves picked up.
They sailed for about an hour against the wind and waves, but dared not continue. After discussing it, they decided to stop and seek shelter from the storm.
We happened to be not far from the C-shaped island that served as a natural harbor, so we drove into the lagoon.
After learning about the situation of the three ships, Feng Ye felt much more at ease.
After disconnecting, he refocused on driving, adjusted his course, and headed towards the island.
As the night deepened, the sea was completely shrouded in darkness, with only the occasional flash of lightning briefly illuminating the surging waves.
The ship struggled to move forward in the wind and waves...
Three hours later, in the flashes of lightning, Feng Ye could vaguely see the outline of the island.
He roused himself and carefully maneuvered the Purple Aura to approach, circling halfway around the island before successfully entering the lagoon and rendezvous with the Eastbound, Eastrise, and Harvest ships.
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