Rumble!
The sound of rolling thunder rang in his ears. Chen Luo, who sensed that something was wrong, opened his eyes.
What he saw and felt was no longer the comfortable and reassuring Sea of Miracles. What he saw was a pitch-black night.
What was going on?
Almost instinctively, Chen Luo sensed that something was wrong. Any admiral who built a building in the building room would invest resources and press the only red button. Then, their thoughts would be drawn into the Sea of Miracles. There, the admirals would act as a shallow sea seeker, searching through the many light balls and items buried in the sand. After making a decision, they would pick up the items related to them and begin to try to establish contact with the ship ladies.
However, this time, not only did he not enter the Sea of Miracles, but when he regained consciousness and opened his eyes, he was already in the night of the sea with turbulent undercurrents.
After experiencing transmigration, facing the mythical monsters, and standing on the deck to witness the destruction of the enemy by the cannons of the giant ship, Chen Luo's nerves had become unusually tough. Even if he were to be thrown out of an office at this time, or if a goddess appeared in front of him and asked him to sign a contract to become a temporary staff member of the Space Administration, he would still be able to withstand it.
The thick clouds blocked the moonlight at night. From time to time, there would be muffled thunder rolling between the clouds. Chen Luo took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then took out a thin and long thing that looked like a pen from his shirt pocket.
Pa da.
Chen Luo opened his eyes and pushed the sliding cover on the surface of the slender pen-like object forward. A white light appeared in front of his eyes and shot into the distance.
Although he didn't know the principle of what he had experienced during the construction, he remembered the loss he suffered last time. Before he came, he specially stuffed a pen and flashlight into his shirt pocket. He bought it at the supermarket near the school. According to the salesperson, this thing could last at least 12 hours at full power output, and the most important thing was that this pen and flashlight were waterproof. Considering the problem of vision obstruction during the construction of Bismarck, Chen Luo bought the laptop.
And now, this thing just happened to play its role.
With the help of the light, Chen Luo saw the scene in front of him clearly. He seemed to be on a dilapidated warship, and his position was just above the deck of the bow.
I can't possibly experience a 3D live version of Cthulhu's Call again, right? -- Chen Luo pursed his lips, then shook his head and threw this conjecture to the back of his mind.
He strode along the dark deck that seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time and walked toward the bridge.
On a night like this, with the deck under his feet not being cleaned for a long time, he preferred to take his time rather than walk quickly to his destination. Therefore, Chen Luo did not walk fast. Instead, he tried his best to slow down his pace and strive to walk steadily with every step.
Waves crashed against the lonely warship. The rumbling thunder in the clouds grew louder, and the interval between the rumbles became shorter and shorter.
The closer he got to the bridge, the more slippery the deck became. Chen Luo swept the ground with his flashlight and saw faint traces of frost. Under his feet, he was no longer stepping on the pure black deck but a thin layer of solid ice.
This was not scientific at all.
Chen Luo cursed in his heart and subconsciously glanced behind him. Fortunately, as the lights and vision swept past, he did not see anything that suddenly appeared and scared him.
It was…
Chen Luo rubbed his arms, and the temperature seemed to have dropped. He blew a breath of hot air into his palms and continued to walk.
As he walked onto the bridge, the iron stairs in front of him were rusty and covered with a layer of thin ice that looked very slippery.
If it was someone else who had seen such an unbelievable scene for the first time, they would probably retreat and wait quietly. However, this was not Chen Luo's first time experiencing such a situation. He also knew that this might be the key step in establishing a connection with the ship lady who had contracted this time. Therefore, at this point, he could only choose to move forward.
Chen Luo switched the flashlight from his right hand to his left. He reached out his right hand and placed it on the handrail of the iron stairs. Then, he stepped on the stairs and continued to walk up.
The thin ice was very slippery, but it was not as slippery as Chen Luo had imagined. With his grip firmly on the handrail, although the speed of walking up was slower than before, there was no sudden slip.
Boom!
Thunder boomed once again. This time, it was not just the rolling of muffled thunder. Lightning also swept across the sky.
Chen Luo frowned and subconsciously grabbed the handrail. At this moment, the rusty stairs made a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache. The turbulent waves suddenly hit the outer shell of the warship, and the force was so great that the hull shook.
The creaking sound that made one's teeth ache grew louder and louder, and the shaking of the rusty stairs became more and more intense.
Now, there were only two paths in front of him: He could either move forward or retreat. Staying where he was not within Chen Luo's consideration.
Chen Luo's eyes gradually sharpened. He bit the laptop in his mouth, placed his hands on the handrails on both sides, and climbed the remaining 20 stairs in a relatively stable posture.
After a month of training, his physical fitness was strengthened. At this time, the advantage was immediately reflected. On the swaying iron ladder, Chen Luo forcefully stabilized his center of gravity and steadily boarded the bridge. The moment he boarded the bridge, the iron stairs behind him collapsed completely.
It was the sound of the iron stairs falling and cutting through the deck.
A real man would never look back at the falling iron stairs!
Chen Luo continued forward. After walking for about half a minute, he arrived at the door of the captain's room. Chen Luo took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing. He took the flashlight back to his left hand and scanned the room through the frosted glass several times to make sure that there was no one inside. Then, he reached out and opened the door of the captain's room.
The interior of the captain's room was not complicated. It could even be considered simple. There was a black office desk, a leather swivel chair, and two potted plants that had died a long time ago.
Boom! Thunder rumbled. After a few seconds, the storm rushed out of the night with cold wind and lightning that lit up the sky.
The light from the lightning illuminated the sky and the dark captain's room. There was a notebook and a bouquet of pink flowers on the black desk. Chen Luo's attention was attracted by these two things.
He walked to his desk and picked up his notebook.
The handwriting on the notebook was a little round. There wasn't much written on it, and most of it was a stunning drawing. Most of the drawing was about a person. According to Chen Luo's many years of experience, the person drawn should be a man. No, to be more precise, it was an admiral in a white military uniform.
After flipping through the notebook, Chen Luo stuffed it into his ridiculously large trouser pocket. Then, his gaze fell on the bouquet of flowers.
On such a long-abandoned warship, there was a well-preserved notebook and a bouquet of pink and white flowers. Based on his previous experience, these two must be the key to breaking the situation.
Chen Luo cautiously reached out and held the bouquet of flowers. In the next moment, a dazzling blue light filled the entire captain's room.
The strong light made Chen Luo close his eyes, but as he subconsciously closed his eyes, an image appeared in his mind for no reason.
Sunlight, seagulls, the blue sea, and a huge fleet that covered the sea as far as the eye could see. At the front was a ship that Chen Luo was very familiar with-Bismarck. Beside Bismarck, he saw a pink-haired girl standing on the bridge, leaning against the railing and enjoying the sea breeze.
She narrowed her eyes slightly. There was a black and white cow cat under her feet. The sun shone on them, and the pink-haired girl revealed a happy expression. She enjoyed the quiet afternoon. The sea breeze brushed her pink hair, bringing with it a series of dissatisfied moans.
In the next moment, his view shifted and the environment became unfamiliar.
The bright blue sky suddenly turned into a dark night with all the lights on. The roaring cannons, the surging waves, and the fleet with all the lights on the hull of the ship illuminated the surrounding seawater.
This time, the flagship was the girl with pink shoulder-length hair.
The enemy they were facing was the deep sea, which was several times larger than theirs. However, the pink-haired girl did not show any panic or panic on her face. There was only coldness like a glacier, as if the deep-sea warship in front of her was just a shrimp that could be destroyed with a casual wave of her hand.
The main cannons roared, and the cannonballs streaked across the night sky in a blue arc. The fleet began the first round of attacks on the enemy ships in the deep sea.
In fact, it was just as the pink-haired girl's expression showed. Although the enemy ships in the deep sea were several times stronger than them, they were only a match for them.
When the cannons stopped firing and the enemy ships no longer existed, the pink-haired girl seemed to have sensed Chen Luo's gaze. She frowned and subconsciously scanned her surroundings. After she did not find who was spying on her, she looked away suspiciously.
Then, Chen Luo saw a figure walking out of the captain's room of the pink-haired girl's ship.
His vision and consciousness began to gradually approach as the figure walked. In the end, Chen Luo saw the figure clearly, as well as the pink-haired girl in front of him.
Chen Luo's consciousness returned to his body and he stood in front of the pink-haired girl. The figure was none other than himself. As for the pink-haired girl in front of him…Chen Luo softly called out her name.
- Tyrbitz.
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