After a continuous voyage of thousands of kilometers without sleep, both the light slingboat and Qin Mo herself were exhausted. There were even fine dark lines on the hull of the slingboat, which were the marks left by the high-speed collision with the waves.
"I wonder if Lin Yongqian and the others have arrived in Cape Town yet. If not... I'm really asking for trouble just for a thrill!"
Qin Mo's original plan was to reach Cape Town by ship alone. If he could encounter the expeditionary team of the high-ranking official, that would be best. If not, he would go around the Cape of Good Hope and go clockwise up the Indian Ocean current to India, and play a game of "20,000 miles at sea".
But now it's less than 10,000 kilometers away and it's already running out of energy. Without a live satellite broadcast, it naturally can't attract attention or fans. Without fans screaming "I'll have your baby!", it's really not motivating.
"Well, at least we've confirmed the direction of the trade winds and the trend of the ocean currents, which can be considered as scouting the way for the future ocean-going fleet."
While comforting herself, Qin Mo ate a proper pepper-roasted lamb chop. With the Starry Heart, Qin Mo was no longer worried about carrying food and seasonings. The few cubic meters of dimensional space were not enough for carrying goods, but it was more than enough for carrying some food, drinks and personal items.
Three days later, Qin Mo, having rested and recharged, set sail again.
Having shaken off the vampires' pursuit, Qin Mo was in much better spirits. He no longer pursued high speeds, but instead raised the sail to a safe height and leisurely sailed southeast while fishing.
Unfortunately, this journey was destined to let Qin Mo experience all the charms of sailing. After experiencing the thrill of high-speed racing, an even greater thrill was coming.
The pitch-black sky made it impossible for Qin Mo to distinguish between day and night, and the dense downpour reduced his visibility to only a few dozen meters. Only when lightning struck the nearby sea could Qin Mo perceive a glimmer of light.
He encountered another storm, a storm so violent it was unimaginable.
"Hehehe! Could it be that I've had too much fun in this world, and God wants me to return to the Celestial Empire? I wonder if I can take all my skills back with me?"
"Let me tell you! If I go back, I'll still live a life of luxury and chase after beautiful girls. What can you do about it?" Qin Mo pointed one finger to the sky, shouting and cursing angrily, her demeanor unwavering and fearless.
"Boom!"
A bolt of lightning struck less than a few kilometers from the small boat, creating several arcs of electricity.
Qin Mo quickly withdrew her hand, muttering to herself, "Showing off gets you struck by lightning. The ancients were right. I should keep a low profile! I'm doing just fine in this world. I won't push myself any further!"
Perhaps Qin Mo had truly angered the heavens, for the storm intensified, with waves over ten meters high crashing down, turning Qin Mo's little sailboat into a free roller coaster ride.
Waves over ten meters high crashed down, and the small boat had to climb up against the crest of the wave before falling back down to the surface of the sea, which was over ten meters deep. Looking around, it was as if the boat was surrounded by hills made of water.
Qin Mo had begun to communicate with the primordial energy between heaven and earth to resist the violent power of nature. However, the primordial energy of heaven and earth was something that could attack and kill, and it was no match for the boundless power of nature. He could only try to sense a suitable direction and stay away from the center of the storm as much as possible.
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Mo, at the cost of a broken mainmast and water taking on the bow, stumbled out of the eye of the storm and headed towards the western coast.
He almost jumped into the water and dived to the seabed to escape the storm, but he still couldn't bear to leave the ship. Without the ship, how could he swim back to Daxia?
Finally, they found a small bay and laboriously dragged the small boat ashore. Qin Mo's heart was still pounding. In the face of the power of nature, humans are incredibly small, even if he can be considered non-human.
"Huff...huff...huff"
Qin Mo gasped for air, trying to calm her wildly beating heart. She ignored the dense raindrops pounding on her face.
However, her heartbeat wouldn't calm down, and this abnormal sign finally alerted the exhausted Qin Mo.
A thick bolt of lightning struck the sea not far away, revealing a huge sailboat struggling to sail towards them, and also the resolute and cold figure on the bow.
"What are you doing!"
Qin Mo couldn't help but let out a mournful cry, jumped up, and ran into the distant mountains and forests with a sudden turn in mid-air.
"Hmph! Hahaha!"
A series of arrogant, hoarse, and magnetic laughs swept ashore and chased after Qin Mo's retreating figure!
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