No matter how far the ship travels, it will always dock.
It's just that the time for us to dock seems a bit far away.
The third day, this is already our third day floating on the sea.
After a pothole appeared behind the yacht, not long after we escaped from the island, the yacht was completely scrapped and the engine was completely damaged.
Those of us who were bitten by the Golden Spear-headed Viper could only release the venomous blood.
Fortunately, the venom of these venomous snakes was not fatal, and the speed of diffusion was not as fast as expected.
After releasing and sucking out the venomous blood, we would be fine.
But Ming Bao was miserable.
After being bandaged to stop the bleeding, his lips were bruised and his face was black.
He was lying on the deck exhausted and weak.
He was still holding on to that arm even though he was almost dead.
He said: "As long as it is reattached in time, his arm will not be useless."
But who knew that we were drifting in the vast sea for three days, and Ming Bao's arm had become like dead pork, and even had a strong rancid smell.
"Throw it away, it's all rotten," Ye Tuzi said unbearably.
Ming Bao also knew that his right arm was completely disabled.
He originally thought that he could be rescued after escaping.
Once he landed at the hospital, he could still be saved if he reattached the arm in time within a day, but who knew that he could be saved after leaving the volcano?
After the eruption of the desert island, the engine failed, the communication equipment was completely necrotic, and the yacht floated like a lonely boat in the vast sea.
Ming Bao was very unwilling and slowly walked towards the edge of the boat with tears in his eyes.
He closed his eyes, wiped away his old tears, gritted his teeth and threw his rotting arm into the sea.
"Ming Bao, please stop crying and looking sad.
You are the only one who survived among so many forces.
You should be lucky."
Captain Xie stepped forward to comfort him.
Seeing that Ming Bao looked like a dead mother, Ye Baldzi said with a smile: "Don't be like this, you lost an arm.
When you go back, you will get more than just these things.
You must know that there are countless forces in the industry.
Go to the Ghost Sea and you are the only one who survives.
Do you know what kind of sensation it will cause?"
Ming Bao turned his head and looked at Ye Baldzi with a shocked expression, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"No one has ever come back alive in the ghost sea.
This is something the whole world knows.
But you come back alive.
Once you return to land, all kinds of fame will come on your head.
The media, reporters, fame , prestige, and your status may rise to a higher level, and you may become a real big shot in the industry," Ye Tuzi continued.
The more Ming Bao listened, the calmer he became, and his face became calmer and calmer.
Naturally, he quickly understood what Ye Baldzi said.
The only person who survived the ghost sea brought more than a little sensation to the world.
Ming Bao thought about it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.
It seemed that the cost of getting an arm back was worth it.
As for Guifu, no one knows about it at all, and no one cares about it from the time he went to sea to now.
However, no one knows whether Tong Qiu and the others died in the volcanic eruption.
I always have a bad feeling in my heart.
I feel that Tong Qiu and the others are not dead.
Maybe one day they will come back again.
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The vast ocean and the bright sun are shining high, and the blazing sunshine shines mercilessly on us.
On the fourth day, I lay in the cabin like a dead body, wondering when this aimless wandering would end.
Loneliness, boredom, boredom, irritability, hunger, thirst and various physical discomforts made me feel like I was about to die.
Everyone's lips and lips were cracked, and their faces were cracked by the harsh sun.
Even Jing Wei's tender skin was dry and cracked.
She was sitting in the shadow under the cabin with dull eyes.
Everyone originally thought that at least we would be saved if they found the yacht, and there must be some food in stock in the yacht's cabin.
However, there is nothing on the yacht, not even a bottle of mineral water, let alone canned food and the like. something.
In the past few days, we have relied on sea fish for a living, eating raw sea fish meat and drinking fish blood to survive until now.
On the fifth day, we finally saw a passenger plane roaring past in the clear blue sky.
We stood on the deck and kept calling, but we could only watch the passenger plane flying from one end of the sky to the end of our field of vision.
We all know that this hope is slim, but we still shout to the sky with a strong desire to win, but that is a passenger plane, not a rescue plane.
On the sixth day, everyone looked like tramps, with haggard faces, messy hair like beggars on the street, and ragged clothes like disciples of a beggar gang.
Everyone's eyes were gray, staring at the sea without a trace. .
I have eaten almost all the raw fish in my life in the past few days.
The smell of fish and the disgusting smell of blood made me gag.
When I saw Long Kui catching another sea fish from the bottom of the sea, I wanted to vomit.
Everyone felt like vomiting when they saw the sea fish.
Only Long Kui took the trouble to throw the sea fish at our feet, as if to say, I have given you the food, and it is up to you whether you want to eat it or not.
Long Kui himself was fine.
He was not picky about food at all.
He grabbed the sea fish that was always jumping around and started to eat it.
The radar and communicator were all broken down.
We didn’t know where we were or which sea area we were in.
After Long Kui raised the spare mast, we let the sea breeze carry us continuously.
I guessed that we should have reached the Pacific Ocean.
Let's go up.
Will it float to the United States if it continues floating like this?
Captain Xie also asked his grandfather to use a compass to test the direction, but his grandfather had no reference in the vast sea, and his compass could not play any role.
On the seventh day, there was a cruise ship at the end of the sea slowly sailing in the opposite direction to us.
When we shouted and swayed the white cloth, it had no effect.
We could only watch the cruise ship disappear from our sight.
At this moment, everyone is in despair, almost on the verge of collapse.
This kind of drifting on the sea is almost desperate.
Jing Wei's face was pale, and the skin on her face had become reddish-brown and cracked.
She had lost weight, and her eyes were gray and helpless as she leaned on the edge of the boat.
Not only Jing Wei, everyone seemed to have lost their souls, leaving only their bodies lying on the deck of the ship, like dead corpses.
Perhaps it would be better to die during a volcanic eruption rather than suffer the pain of wandering on a long sea On the eighth day, the stars of the dark night had just passed, and everyone was lying on the deck like corpses, sleeping in a hazy state.
Each of us was in a state of dehydration, especially the shirtless man, whose eyes were Compared with eight days ago, he had lost almost a circle or two.
His big head was considered puffy, his eye sockets were sunken, and his body was skin and bones, with dry skin sticking to his body
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