Compared to starvation, lack of water was easier to take a sailor's life.
Navigator Warren walked out of the cockpit with a sullen face.
Warren's heart tightened as he looked at his brothers who had been with him for many years.
The ship could only stay on the sea and drift with the current.
These shadows were Sawfin Bite Sharks, the nightmare of all Storm Federation navigators.
In order to be able to sail long distances, the power system would be placed under the hull.
However, these Sawfin Bite Sharks dealt with the Storm Federation's ships all year round.
They had learned how to destroy the Storm Federation's ships.
These Sawfin Bite Sharks would chase small turtle-species feys in the sea.
They would force the small turtle-species feys to the power port under the hull and force them into the power port.
They would block the power port.
Even if the ship had backup power, it would still be unable to sail.
If they wanted to sail, they could only get off the ship to clean the power port.
Every adult Sawtoothbite Shark was at the peak of the Gold rank.
There had to be Platinum Sawtooth Sharks in such a large group of sharks.
No one on the ship could survive for more than ten seconds after entering the water.
Once someone entered the water, they would immediately be torn into pieces by the Sawfin Bite Sharks, leaving only a red flower of blood.
Suddenly a sailor fell headlong from the watchtower and landed on the deck.
The watchtower was ten meters tall, and the sailor who fell unconsciously was dead as soon as he touched the ground.
Seeing the sailor who fell from the watchtower, the other sailors and Warren immediately ran over.
After confirming that the sailor was dead, many sailors were in a state of extreme lack of water.
Two drops of tears rolled down their rough faces.
Warren knew that the sailor had fallen from the watchtower because he had just fainted from thirst.
If his brothers and himself were to be trapped here, they would definitely die.
They would all be wiped out in less than two days.
His Warren, which was named after him, would also become a ghost ship on the sea.
Warren was no longer a young man but a middle-aged man in his thirties.
However, Warren still had the drive of a young navigator in his heart.
In the dangerous sea, he relied on the Storm Federation's unique shipbuilding technology to go out to sea with a few men to search for supplies.
Occasionally, he could make a small profit.
When he was young, Warren was a person who often talked about his dreams.
Even though he was middle-aged, he was still working hard on the path of a navigator.
But compared to his dreams, Warren hoped that he and his old buddies could survive.
Thinking of this, Warren returned to the bottom of the cabin and took out the only barrel of wine left by his master, the old navigator.
Although the strong liquor wasn't enough to quench their thirst, drinking it would still make the brothers feel better.
Facing the withering lives, Warren felt that the things that he valued in the past were all gone.
None of that mattered now.
Only by living on could he and his old buddies pursue their dreams.
Warren's sailors were all drunkards.
Whenever he saw alcohol, it was as if he didn't care about his life.
Every time he returned to the port, the first thing he did was to go to the bar to pass the time.
However, when Warren took out the jar of wine, the sailors all refused, indicating that they could still bear it.
Warren took out the jar of wine because he felt that his brothers' lives were more important than his own.
But now, because his brothers knew that he treasured this jar of wine very much, they were not willing to drink it.
The sour feeling in Warren's heart rumbled.
Warren couldn't hold it in any longer. He forcefully pulled the cork off the barrel.
As the cork left the barrel, the aroma of wine immediately wafted out.
Warren said to the youngest sailor.
"Little Monkey, go and bring the bowls."
Hearing Warren's words, the sailor called Little Monkey immediately ran to get the bowls.
Warren keenly noticed that Little Monkey's wrist was tied with a piece of black cloth.
Warren suddenly thought of the Saw-toothed Shark meat that Little Monkey had given him yesterday. Why were they all soaked in the water?
Little Monkey was usually too naughty and always had conflicts with the old sailors on the deck.
Warren always said that Little Monkey was immature.
But now, it seemed that although Little Monkey was immature, he was much more humane than the ground.
Little Monkey brought over a stack of bowls. As Warren poured the bowls, he found that one was missing.
Just when Warren was about to ask Little Monkey, Little Monkey waved his hand.
"Brother Warren, I'm on duty tonight. I have to stand on the watchtower. I won't drink!"
Hearing this, Warren directly hugged Little Monkey.
Without saying anything, he poured two bowls of wine into Little Monkey's mouth.
"You don't have to stand on the watchtower tonight. I'll do it!"
When the little monkey heard this, it smacked its lips as if it was tasting the wine in its mouth for the last time.
He said.
"Brother Turbo, you can't do that!"
Turbo waved his hand and said.
"Since I can't sail the ship, there's nothing for me to do as a navigator."
"Tonight, all of you go to the bottom of the cabin and have a good sleep. I'll go stand on the watchtower. That's settled! ‘
After that, Warren picked up the bowl and drank a big bowl of wine.
Warren was very strict with his sailors and did not allow them to drink while on duty.
But now, looking at Little Monkey and his old buddies …
Warren felt that if he didn't drink a bowl of wine, he wouldn't be able to suppress the despair and sorrow in his heart.
At night, Warren leaned on the observation tower's railing and summoned his fey, Binding Sea Fern.
He ordered the Binding Sea Fern to reinforce the watchtower.
No matter how hard such an adult tried, he wouldn't be able to climb down the watchtower.
Warren, who was leaning against the fence, looked at the moon in the sky and sighed.
Warren, who loved sunny days in the past, hoped that the dark clouds would cover the sky and it would rain heavily at this time.
After waiting until midnight, when the sky was about to break, Warren, who was always determined, couldn't take it anymore.
He fainted uncontrollably.
Before he fainted, a thought popped up in Warren's mind.
If I can let myself and these old buddies survive, I, Warren, am willing to exchange everything for it.
...
The stars shone brightly, and the Milky Way flowed among them.
In the center of the Milky Way, the nebula rose with magnificent starlight.
Under the nebula's encirclement, a long awaited meeting was held once again.
It was just that this time's meeting was slightly less compared to the previous six people.
Su Yiren didn't participate in this Celestial Body Meeting. Instead, she was nurturing her Fourteen Millet Fruits.
At this moment, facing the Libra Constellation and Leo Constellation, three figures formed from willpower and spirit appeared on the seats of the Andromeda Constellation, Immortal Constellation, and Leo Minor Constellation.
The people on the Leo Minor Constellation were happy to see their own masters again.
But when the people on the Andromeda Constellation and Immortal Constellation saw the figures on the Leo Constellation's seat, they couldn't help but have tears in their eyes.
Suppressing the excitement and surprise in her heart, Yin Lin spoke first.
"Leo, Libra, long time no see!"
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