The weather at Devil's Water was clear and sunny.
Angor rested his head on his palm and looked at the clear blue sky outside the window. "Sunny again? Is this really Devil's Water?"
"I remember Lucas said in his diary that he prayed sincerely, and the God of the Sea took pity on him and told him that there was a sea where the sky was always clear. Don't tell me he's talking about this place? "Angor's imagination began to run wild.
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. The Limpet had left the Mist Zone for almost a week. This week, the skies were clear. There were no storms or huge waves. It was like the Whalebone Sea during Bathing Moon, calm and peaceful.
But was there really such a place at Devil's Water? Angor doubted it.
One had to know that this route was so peaceful that there weren't even many sea beasts.
Since there were no sea beasts to kill, Toby was lazily basking in the sun outside the window.
Angor stretched himself and opened the door to the balcony. Golden sunlight poured down on his body, giving him a warm feeling.
He leaned against the iron railing and enjoyed the sea breeze while enjoying the soothing sunlight.
"I don't know if this is the" sunny "place Lucas mentioned, but it's nice to enjoy the sunshine in the middle of winter," Angor muttered to himself.
A while later, Angor finished his rest and decided to go back to his room to continue his research. When he glanced at the deck below, he noticed that the place where the sailors used to be noisy was now quiet.
There was only one sailor on guard duty, who was leaning against a pillar with a pale face.
"Huh? Why aren't those sailors doing anything when they see the sun? "Angor tried to recall what happened in the past few days.
He spent half a month discussing the shoe design with Nano and didn't leave his room. However, he didn't seem to have heard anything outside.
These sailors couldn't be sleeping in the middle of winter, right?
He looked at the sickly sailor in the distance and began to think. Or were the others sick like this sailor?
Angor decided to use his spirit feelers to check the situation. It would be a big deal if a large number of sailors were sick. Without anyone to steer the ship, it would be harder for him to reach Ferran Land.
Before he could do that, he heard some hurried footsteps coming from outside.
After a while, the footsteps stopped outside the door. At the same time, someone knocked on his door.
It had been a week since Angor last saw her. Helen's face was also a little pale, and she seemed to be sick. Not only were her lips dry and cracked, but she had also lost a lot of weight in a short time.
"What's the matter, Lieutenant Helen?" Angor returned to the table and sat down. He crossed his arms and asked Helen who was standing in front of him.
Helen took a few deep breaths and said, "Mister Padt, we need your help."
A moment later, he used Create Water to fill up about 200 buckets of water. Then, he looked at the sailors who left his room in joy with a strange expression.
He thought there was a contagious disease on the ship, and he was going to take care of it himself. In the end, Helen told him that no one was sick. It was just that they hadn't drunk water for a few days and were all shriveled up.
Helen hadn't touched water for almost two days, so her lips were dry and cracked.
He didn't expect this answer at all.
But then again, it made sense. In the past half a month, they could not land on Silver Palm Island to replenish their freshwater resources. It had not rained when they entered the foggy area. Now that the route was sunny every day, they could not obtain fresh water. It was normal for them to be short of water.
According to Helen, they had been running out of water ever since they entered the mist area. It had been more than half a month already. Why did they wait until now to find him?
"We didn't want to disturb you, sir." Helen lowered her head in embarrassment.
"Like I said, if you want to thank me, you need to get The Limpet to Ferran Land safely. That's what we're doing now. If you run into any obstacles, you can come to me for help. " Angor considered for a moment. "I don't want to see any casualties because of the lack of resources, which will delay our journey to Ferran."
"I understand." Helen nodded.
"Now that the water shortage is solved, do you need any food?"
Helen shook her head. "We have enough. Dehydrated vegetables, dried meat, and canned food. We also have people to fish for us, so we don't lack food. "
Angor looked a little disappointed. He was planning to practice making Mana Bread. Since they didn't lack food, they didn't need to live a good life.
After discussing the issue of resources, Helen continued, "My Lord, apart from the issue of water resources, there's also another matter that I'm here for, and that is to choose the next route."
Angor felt a headache coming on when he heard the question. He didn't have anyone to consult, so he couldn't give Helen any advice. He always asked Helen and Erwin to make their own decisions, but they always came to him for help.
According to them, the White Clam Shipping Company was the one who arranged the route, and supernaturals had to be involved.
Angor sighed. "Go ahead."
After all, Helen would tell him the advantages and disadvantages of each route and give him some suggestions. He just needed to follow Helen's advice.
Helen took out a map and pointed at a red cross on the route. "Sir, at our current speed, we'll reach Death Loop by tomorrow morning."
Helen spent a long time explaining, and Angor got the gist of it. Death Loop was an important transit station. There were only three safe routes to choose from, which were much fewer than the dozens of routes they used to travel.
Helen said, "Although the routes on Death Ring are dangerous, these three routes are relatively safe. The accident rate is basically under 5%. They are Windless Sea, Summerdew Ridge, and Wintertide Route. "
"Windless Sea is also known as the Path of Solitude. There's very little wind, so it's much slower than the other routes. If you want to go faster, you'll have to use the ship's energy reserves. But doing so will attract the attention of giant sea monsters in Windless Sea. Therefore, when we walk this path, we rely on our own strength and walk forward alone. "
Angor quickly crossed out the option in his mind when he heard that it would take a lot of time.
"Wintertide Route is a very cold route with few sea monsters. There's drifting ice here, but The Limpet can break it quickly, so it's fine."
When it came to the last route, Helen was a bit hesitant, "Summerdew Ridge, this is the route we used to take. But I think we shouldn't use it this time. "
"Why?" Angor looked at the map again. There were many islands in the middle of Summerdew Ridge. Ships that spent a lot of time drifting on the sea should stop at these islands.
"It's called Summerdew Ridge because there's a witch living here. According to Mister Roman, the witch is called Summerdew. Every time we go to Summerdew Ridge, we have to send her a message. Anyone who tries to trespass will be treated as an enemy and sunk. "
"Mister Roman used to know how to contact her. But now …" Helen paused. "Without a way to contact her, we shouldn't use this route. I heard that Summerdew Witch has a bad temper. She only agreed to let us use this route because someone from White Clam Shipping Company paid her a visit and promised her something. "
Summerdew Witch? Angor searched his memory for a while but could not find anything. According to Helen, Summerdew Witch had been living at Devil's Water for a long time, so she must be a powerful supernatural. If someone from Floating Mech City paid her a visit, she must be a real wizard.
It was better to stay away from the territory of a wizard. Otherwise, they would be killed for trespassing.
"So what do you suggest? Which route should we take?" Angor asked.
Helen considered. "If you want to be safe, we'll take the Windless Sea. There are many islands in the sea where we can replenish our resources, but it'll take longer. We'll have to spend a month here. "
"If you want to go faster, we can take the Wintertide Route. However, the environment of this sea route might be rather harsh. Sailors get frozen or even killed on the route every time, "Helen said.
Judging from Helen's tone, she preferred the Windless Sea route. However, Angor wanted to make haste, so he preferred the Wintertide Route.
"Let's take the Wintertide Route. I'll take care of the cold," Angor said in his mind. He could always spend a day drawing a temperature-stabilizing rune on the ship.
Helen nodded in agreement. She had gotten to know this Great Wizard during this period of time, and she knew that he was a man of his words. Since he said that he would solve the problem of the cold, he would definitely come up with a solution.
"I'll go talk to Captain Erwin and give him the order." Helen put away the map and prepared to leave.
Angor's eyes were still on the map. He noticed that there was a nearly straight channel on the other side of the "Death Ring". However, there was a skull mark on the route. "What's this route?" Angor asked curiously.
Helen looked at the map and showed a frightened look. "Sir, this area is extremely dangerous. Even the big shots from White Clam Shipping HQ don't dare to go there.
"According to Lord Roman, this sea area is also called the Sea of Specters. There are countless terrifying specters floating in it. Any ship that enters this area will be turned into a ghost ship and never leave. "
"Spectre Sea? No wonder there's a skull mark here. "He folded the map and handed it to Helen.
When Helen put away the map, Angor suddenly remembered something he had been wondering about.
"Helen, were the skies always clear when you came and went in this sea area?"
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