Chapter 1482 Lion, Libra, Long Time No See!

Chapter 1482 Lion, Libra, long time no see!

Lack of water is more likely to kill a sailor than starvation.

Navigator Warren walked out of the cockpit with a sullen face.

Looking at these sailor brothers who have been with him for many years, Warren's heart tightened.

Ships can only stay at sea now, drifting with the current.

These shadows are saw fin biting sharks, the nightmare of all Storm Federation navigators.

In order for the ships of the Storm Federation to be able to sail far, the power system will be placed in the lower part of the hull.

But these sawtooth bite sharks have been dealing with the ships of the Storm Federation all year round.

Has learned how to destroy Storm Federation ships.

These sawtooth bite sharks chase small turtle-like critters through the sea.

Force the small turtle-like spirits to the power port under the hull, forcing the small turtle-like spirits to get into the power.

Block the power port.

This makes it impossible to sail even if there is a backup energy source on board.

If you want to sail, you can only disembark to clean the power port of the ship.

Every adult sawtooth biting shark is at the peak of the gold rank.

For such a large group of sharks, there must be a Platinum level sawtooth biting shark.

None of the people on board lasted more than ten seconds after entering the water.

Once someone enters the water, they will be torn into pieces by the swarming sawtooth sharks, leaving only a red blood flower.

Suddenly, a sailor fell headlong from the watchtower and landed on the deck.

The watchtower was ten meters high, and the moment the unconscious sailor touched the ground, he lost his breath.

Seeing the sailor who fell from the watchtower, the other sailors and Warren ran over immediately.

After it was confirmed that the sailor was dead, many sailors were extremely short of water.

Two drops of hot tears rolled down the rough face.

Warren knew that the reason why the sailor fell from the watchtower was because the sailor had just passed out from thirst.

If my brothers and myself are still trapped here.

I'm afraid that the whole army will be wiped out in two days.

The Warren, which I named after myself, will also become a ghost ship at sea.

Warren is no longer a young man, but a middle-aged uncle in his thirties.

But Warren still has the aggressiveness of a young navigator in his heart.

On the perilous ocean, relying on the unique shipbuilding technology of the Storm Federation, he took a few buddies to the sea to search for supplies.

Occasionally, you can make a small profit.

When he was young, Warren was a man who would often talk about his dreams.

Even in middle age, he is still working hard on the journey of navigator.

But at this time, Warren hopes that he and these old guys can survive more than dreams.

Thinking of this, Warren went back to the bilge and took out the only barrel of wine left by his master, the deceased old navigator.

Although spirits don't quite quench their thirst, drinking them always makes the brothers feel better.

Facing withered lives one by one, Warren felt what he valued before.

It's not that important anymore.

Only if I and these old guys survive can I pursue my dreams again.

These sailors under Warren are all alcoholics.

Usually when I see wine, it's like dying.

Every time I return to the port, I will go to the bar for entertainment for the first time.

But when Warren took out the jar of wine, the sailors refused one after another, saying that they could still hold on.

Warren would take out this jar of wine because Warren felt that the lives of his brothers were more important than his own thoughts.

But now the brothers are unwilling to drink because they know that they cherish this jar of wine very much.

The sourness in Warren's heart surged.

Warren couldn't bear it anymore, and directly pulled the cork off the barrel.

The cork left the barrel, and the aroma of the wine wafted out immediately.

Warren said to one of the youngest sailors.

"Little monkey, go and get all the bowls."

The sailor, named Little Monkey, heard Warren's words and immediately ran to get the bowl.

Warren keenly noticed that there was a black cloth tied around the little monkey's wrist.

Warren suddenly thought about why the sawtooth bite shark meat that the little monkey gave him yesterday was soaked soft and soggy.

The little monkey is usually too naughty and always clashes with the old sailors on the deck.

Warren always said that the little monkey was not sensible.

But now it seems that although the little monkey is ignorant, he has a more human touch than the earth.

The little monkey brought over a stack of bowls, and Warren turned it upside down and found that one bowl was missing.

Just when Warren was about to ask the little monkey, the little monkey waved his hands and said.

"Brother Warren, tonight I'm on duty, and I'm going to stand on the watchtower, so I won't drink!"

Upon hearing this, Warren immediately hugged the little monkey.

Without further ado, he poured two big bowls of wine for the little monkey before speaking.

"You don't need to stand on the watchtower tonight, I will stand!"

Hearing this, the little monkey pursed his lips, as if he was tasting the wine in his mouth for the last time.

Said on one side.

"Brother Turbine, how can this work!"

Hearing this, Turbine immediately waved his hand and said.

"I can't drive a boat, and I, a navigator, have nothing to do."

"Tonight, you all go to the cabin and have a good sleep, and I'll go to the watchtower, that's the deal!"

After speaking, Warren picked up the bowl and drank a large bowl of wine.

Warren has extremely strict control over the sailors on weekdays, and the sailors are not allowed to drink alcohol while on duty.

But now, looking at the little monkey and these old buddies of himself.

Warren felt that he could not suppress the despair and sadness in his heart without drinking a bowl of wine.

At night, Warren leaned on the pole of the watchtower and summoned his spiritual creature, the Armored Sea Fern.

Let the Armored Sea Fern strengthen the watchtower.

No matter how hard such an adult turned over, he couldn't get down the watchtower.

Warren leaned on the pole, looked at the moon in the sky, and sighed secretly.

Warren, who used to like sunny days the most, hoped that at this time, the clouds would be thick and the sky would rain heavily.

Warren, who has always been resolute, couldn't bear it any longer when he kept watch until midnight, when the sky was about to break.

Uncontrollably fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, a thought popped into Warren's mind.

I, Warren, would give it all if I could keep myself and these old fellas alive.

...

The stars are shining brightly, and the Milky Way is circulating among them.

In the center of the Milky Way, the nebula rises with magnificent stars.

Surrounded by nebula, a long-awaited event is held again.

It's just that this time's event was a little less crowded than the six people last time.

The Suy people did not participate in this celestial body council, but were cultivating their own Fourteen Nuts.

At this time, the three figures outlined by will and soul facing Libra and Leo appeared on the seats of Andromeda, Perseus, and Leo Minor.

The person in the Leo Minor seat was happy to see his master again.

But the people on the seats of Andromeda and Perseus couldn't help but get wet at the same time when they saw the figure with countless wills and rules on the seat of Leo.

Suppressing the excitement and surprise in her heart, Yin Lin spoke first.

"Lion, Libra, long time no see!"