The Cursed Ship Chapter 4: Go to sea and hunt tarantulas
The moonlight is brighter tonight, and the beach is illuminated silver.
Zheng Yang put his backpack away, jumped out of the fishing boat and sat on a rock in a daze, suddenly feeling so lonely!
The sea is high tide, and layers of waves hit the edge of the beach, making rustling noises.
Zheng Yang sat there for more than ten minutes, suddenly jumped up without warning, returned to the fishing boat for a while, found a hammer and a hand saw, and ran to the rotten boats on the rocky beach again to look for them.
He plans to find more usable wood to prepare for the expansion of the spirit ship, and create some storage compartments for the spirit ship.
So, from time to time, the sound of pounding and sawing wooden boards sounded on the beach. After busying for more than an hour, Zheng Yang actually dug up seven or eight pieces of wood and threw it into his soul boat.
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This night, Zheng Yang didn't enter the weird dream again. He slept peacefully.
At 4:30 in the morning, Zheng Yang was awakened by Hans, and they were about to leave.
At this moment, the moon is sinking, and the sea is completely dark. The roar of diesel engines broke the silence on the beach, and one after another fishing boats left the pier and sailed towards the sea.
Zheng Yang rubbed his eyes and came to the deck. When he was blown by the sea breeze, he quickly became energetic. He stood for a while, turned and walked to the side of the ship, looking at the boat towing to the side.
"Basic information:
Hull: First Class Spirit Ship
Spirit: Scaled Devil (larva)
Psionic Core: Moonlight Shell
Psionic Reserve: 5/100
Basic speed: 5 knots
Attack bonus: 5%
Defense bonus: 5%
Power bonus: 5%
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Equipment information:
Main driver: sloop
Auxiliary drive: manual oars
Head of Ship: Scaled Devil
Bow Skill: None
Remarks: As the spirit ship used sacrifices, summons, **** spirit sealing and other rituals when transforming, it was contaminated with ominousness and had a certain attraction to some evil things. When the owner of the spirit ship or spirit ship is close to these evils to a certain distance, it will attract evil covets. Even if the ship is destroyed, it cannot be avoided. So the spirit ship is also called the cursed ship. This curse power can be Suppress with holy relics. At the same time, the spirit ship will subtly influence and transform the bloodline of the owner, so that he can obtain the bloodline of witch. The higher the evolution level of the spirit ship, the stronger the bloodline power. The owner of the spirit ship can improve the ability to deal with evil through the evolution of the spirit ship, so the spirit ship is also called the evolution ship! "
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Zheng Yang pretended not to see the information in the remarks, and silently said: "The psionic reserve has recovered 5 points. It seems that it can slowly recover without Lingsail, but the speed is too slow!"
Some things in the sea are absorbed by the spirit ship, and the hunger from it is not so strong anymore.
Sure enough, the boat should be moored in the water. It was unnecessary to put it into the subspace the night before!
The boring voyage was accompanied by the noise of the diesel engine. Zheng Yang watched the complete sunrise, although in Xiao Zheng Yang's memory he was tired of watching it, but it would be boring.
After sunrise, Zheng Yang climbed into the cab to ask Old Hans about navigation skills. Old Hans picked up some common sense and told him. After another hour, I finally saw an island in front of me.
"There are few ocean currents in this area, and there are not many fisheries. After we let you down near that small island, we will go to a place ten nautical miles to the east to unwind the net, which is about an hour driving from here. If there are no accidents, I will be in the afternoon. I can pick you up at three o'clock. Be careful and safe yourself."
As he approached the island further, Hans called out Zheng Yang to tell him this.
He didn't dissuade Zheng Yang any more. Everyone has arrived here. Zheng Yang's stubbornness has also been taught during this period of time. It's not that he doesn't know. Hans is even less likely to put aside his work and go crazy with Zheng Yang on the island. He has old and young to feed.
Everyone is responsible for his choice. If Zheng Yang really has an accident on this island, he can at best go back and report it.
"Understood, thank you, Uncle Hans!" Zheng Yang showed an optimistic smile, and shouted at the old Hans above the cab.
Old Hans gave him a cheering gesture, and then focused on driving the fishing boat. There are still thousands of meters away from the island, and some rocks out of the sea can already be seen. Fishing boats dare not go in again, worrying that they will be bottomed by the reefs under the sea.
Zheng Yang picked up his backpack, machete, and a temporary net bag made of broken fishing nets. With the help of Hans, he carefully climbed off the fishing boat, boarded his own boat, and then picked up the oar to left and right. Slowly row towards the island.
Zheng Yang felt the difference during this stroke of water.
The spirit ship moves on the surface of the water, and he can grasp the touch of the water surface. There is a mystery of the unity of man and ship, and the speed is lighter than expected.
"Is that the 5% power bonus?" Zheng Yang subconsciously remembered the spirit ship's message. But now the speed increase is obviously more than 5%, and the bonus he understands is to consume psionic energy. He thought for a while, and realized that it was actually because of the mysticism of "the unity of man and boat" that made him have a higher basic motivation for rowing.
"Adjust one point of psionic energy to see what effect!"
Zheng Yang did not use psychic energy to bless the ship, but instead used 1 point of psychic energy to come into his body along with his feelings. This feeling is very real, because the spirit ship feels like a part of his body.
Following Zheng Yang's command, he immediately noticed that the spirit ship had transmitted some energy to his body through that peculiar connection, and it immediately turned into a warm current to spread throughout his body, making him instantly stronger by 50%.
This state lasted about three minutes before returning to normal.
Zheng Yang was stunned. One point of psionic energy would give him a state of great power for three minutes. If psychic energy is sufficient, wouldn’t he be like Superman under continuous consumption?
Coupled with the sword style that I felt from my dream last night, I finally got a bit of fighting power.
After taking a deep breath for a long time, Zheng Yang recovered his calmness. From this point of view, although he was miserably pitted, the spirit ship still gave a little compensation.
"Wow... 呯"
A 20-centimeter-long fish suddenly jumped out of the water, which caused Zheng Yang's eyes to brighten. But then he thought of the fish monster in the dream last night, Zheng Yang nauseated.
It's just that he hasn't eaten breakfast yet, and he doesn't have any dry food on him, so he can't be hungry all day. Since there are fish here, let's catch it first.
Immediately, Zheng Yang found a small bundle of fishing line wrapped around a wooden stick from his backpack. The fishing line had a hook. He took out a small bottle with two sandworms in it, and used a knife to cut off a small piece and put it on the hook as bait, and started fishing without a rod.
It may be that there are too many reefs in this area that no fishing boats dare to come, forming a good fish farm. There are so many marine fish in the water. Just less than a minute after Zheng Yang was hooked, he felt the thread pulled by the fishing line.
Zheng Yang tightened his fingers slightly, increased the friction of the thread rolling, felt the strength, and judged that the fish would not be too big. So he decisively stopped the line from rolling, and slowly turned the stick to recover the line.
Within a few moments, a Spanish mackerel weighing about seven or eight catties was pulled out of the water, pulled out the hook and thrown in the boat.
Without much delay, Zheng Yang picked up the oar and continued to row towards the island.
About twenty minutes, Zheng Yang landed on a shallow shoal. There are a lot of rocks of different sizes scattered on this shallow beach. Zheng Yang dragged his little soul boat to the beach, tied it to a stone, and then brought all the things and carried the sea fish to the island~IndoMTL.com~ It looked like it was here. Same as visiting friends.
The small island is covered with dense forests and grasses. Zheng Yang holds a fish in the left hand and a knife in the right. There is a net bag in his backpack. After observing around the edge of the forest for more than half an hour, he collects some hay and dead wood and returns to the beach. Start cooking the fish.
The scent of grilled fish helped Zheng Yang alleviate some psychological barriers. One fish just ate half of it to fill his stomach.
Afterwards, Zheng Yang organized his things, carried his backpack and carried the machete to the forest.
According to an old fisherman, starback tarantulas are social creatures, larger than adult fists, very poisonous, and very fast. A few years ago, a group of young people from big cities on land came here on small yachts for excitement. Three people were poisoned to death.
"According to the habits of spiders, it is possible to encounter them in dark caves, under forests covering the sky, and on the ground with thick fallen leaves. I can first go around the forest to find these types of environments to reduce other dangers. Opportunity."
With this idea, Zheng Yang changed to observe around the forest as soon as he came to the edge of the forest, and he sprinkled some realgar water on his hair and clothes, which was not reckless at all.
It took two hours to walk like this. Zheng Yang felt that he had walked around the island for at least half a circle and reached the back of the landing position. The mountains here are getting steeper and steeper, the trees are taller, and there are even cliffs directly facing the sea, making it difficult to detour.
seems to have to enter the forest!
Zheng Yang made up his mind, but before he took any formal steps, he suddenly heard fierce movements in the forest above. After only a second of silence, Zheng Yang turned and ran, rushing along the path at the fastest speed.
Although I don't know what's on the mountain, just by watching the violent movement of the woods, Zheng Yang knows that he can't deal with it.