Volume 1 Chapter 396 Strong Wind
"Help! Please save this admiral!" After vomiting again, Li Nezha hurriedly grabbed Gan Ce's arm tightly, fearing that he would run away and abandon him.
"If I vomit... any more, this admiral will... die. Please save me quickly. Where is the ship's doctor? Ship's doctor!"
Li Nezha screamed miserably. Gan Ce smiled bitterly and said, "Sir Admiral, once seasickness strikes, there is no medicine to cure it. You have to stop yourself. You will recover only when your body gets used to drifting on the sea."
"I don't believe it. You must be lying to me. You are taking revenge on me. As for the ship's doctor, I only believe what he says!" Gan Ce said with a helpless smile: "I have already told you before we got on board. You don't care, and the ship's doctor can't do anything about it."
Li Nezha suddenly remembered that Gan Ce had indeed told him so, and after a moment of hesitation he asked, "Okay, then tell me, how long should I hold on?"
Gan Ce silently held up three fingers, and Li Nezha shouted in anger: "You want to hold on for another three days? I can't even hold on for three hours now!"
"No, no, no," Gan Ce quickly shook his head and said, "At least three days. If it's more than three months, you may not be able to adapt to seasickness. Some people may not be able to adapt to seasickness in their entire lives."
"Fuck you!" Li Nezha rolled his eyes and almost fainted.
Seeing Li Nezha in so much pain, Gan Ce was helpless. Suddenly he turned his head and saw Lu Feng and ten other members of the Anbu standing neatly against the edge of the boat with expressionless faces, as if the wind and waves on the sea could not shake them at all.
Gan Ce couldn't help but admire them. For people in this world who have never been to the sea, nine out of ten will get seasick when they first go to sea, and one will at least feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.
The members of the Anbu are truly geniuses, the elite among the elites. Among ten of them, not a single one suffers from seasickness.
Gan Ce ordered his men to carry Li Nezha away to rest, while he brewed a pot of tea, took some cakes, and walked towards Lu Feng and the others.
He picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Lu Feng, saying, "The sea route is long and the scenery is beautiful. Brother Lu, have a cup of tea and some snacks and enjoy the scenery."
Lu Feng just stared at him expressionlessly without moving a muscle, nor did he reach out to take the teacup. The other Anbu members did the same.
Gan Ce couldn't help but feel puzzled. These days, he and Lu Feng had definitely become good friends. Why did he treat him like this after they got on the boat?
Gan Ce couldn't help but ask again: "Brother Lu, you..."
Before he could finish his words, Lu Feng's face suddenly changed and he vomited with a "Ugh".
Gan Ce was too close to the target and couldn't react in time, so Lu Feng spit on him all over his face. At that moment, the other nine Anbu guards couldn't hold on any longer and started vomiting while holding onto the edge of the boat. Their faces turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye and cold sweat kept pouring out of their bodies.
Gan Ce wanted to die at this time, but he still suppressed his anger and immediately shouted: "Come here, take the brothers from the Anbu down to rest!"
The Dayun warship sailed on the vast ocean for three months.
It took seven days for Li Nezha, Lu Feng and other Anbu members to recover from their seasickness symptoms after being on the ship. Li Nezha thought that spring had arrived and was planning to do something great, but he suddenly found that there was nothing to do.
There was endless sea in all directions, and it was nothing but water. Occasionally a small fish would fly out of the water to look down on Li Nezha, but there was nothing else.
The island in my dream is nowhere to be seen!
Li Nezha was completely stunned. What the hell was going on? Where were the countless islands that were promised? Was His Majesty lying to him?
It's so damn boring. Li Nezha thought that even if a pirate came and let him try out the Big Sun Cannon, it would be fine. He's almost getting moldy staying on the boat every day.
Gan Ce consoled him, "Admiral, you should be able to bear the loneliness. This kind of thing is common in sailing. It's not as wonderful as you imagine. Of course, it's rare not to see an island in three months. I don't know where you are sailing to now."
It would have been fine if Gan Ce hadn't said anything. Once he said that, Li Nezha became even more desperate. Wasn't this telling him that the possibility of returning was very small? How could you go back when you've lost your way?
Li Nezha looked up at the sky and shouted, "Oh, heaven, oh, earth - no, oh, sea, please save this poor child!"
"Boom!" When Li Nezha finished speaking, the sky, which was originally sunny, suddenly began to flash with lightning and thunder. The loud roar just now scared Li Nezha so much that he jumped up from the boat and looked at the sky in horror.
Gan Ce's heartbeat quickened. He looked at the weather and couldn't help but curse, "Gosh, what on earth did you do?"
The next moment, there was continuous thunder and the entire sky was covered by dark clouds. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and hit the sea two hundred meters to the right of the Dayun battleship.
Suddenly, the sea water struck by lightning exploded directly. The explosion shocked the soldiers on the Dayun battleship so much that they covered their ears and crawled on the deck.
Some people with low cultivation base were directly shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices, their faces turned pale, and their breath became weak.
The sea water was also stirred up dozens of meters high, and when it fell down, it directly soaked Li Nezha and others like drowned rats. Li Nezha himself was holding a yellow croaker in his mouth that was flapping its wings non-stop.
At this moment, Li Nezha was frightened silly. Lu Feng and the other Anbu guards remained calm in the face of danger. They formed a formation to protect Li Nezha behind them and were ready for battle.
Gan Ce was also a little at a loss. He had obviously never encountered such a situation before. This was the wrath of heaven. What could a mortal like him do?
There were still lightning and thunder in the sky. At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up on the sea, causing the sea water to surge continuously. The Dayun battleship also began to toss from side to side. In the strong wind and waves, it seemed like it was about to be overturned at any moment.
The strong wind made the sixteen huge sails on the Dayun warship rattle. Because the wind direction was sometimes to the right and sometimes to the left, it was unpredictable, so no one knew when the sixteen sails would collapse and be damaged.
Gan Ce, who had a lot of sailing experience, saw this scene and shouted: "Quick, take in the sail!"
At the command, a large number of soldiers rushed out in the raging wind and waves to grab the rope that controlled the huge sail.
They are the elite selected from a navy of one million. They have rich sailing experience and absolute military literacy. Making choices in crises and being fearless of death are their basic skills.
Hundreds of people rushed out at once, and they all tried to pull their own sail ropes. But at this moment, the wind direction changed again, and the sails swelled. Many soldiers screamed and fell to the ground. Some people were even blown up by the strong wind and fell into the raging waves.
The knuckles of those soldiers who were not blown away were broken and their hands were stained with blood.
Seeing this, Gan Ce shouted again, "Go up! Fold the sail as fast as possible!"
Gan Ce was very anxious. If these sixteen huge sails were not folded up, over time, the Dayun battleship would most likely capsize due to the hurricane and the sea water, and none of them would survive.
Soon, a large number of soldiers rushed out to grab the sail ropes that were flying in the hurricane.
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