bestfiction Chapter 1052
Chapter 1052
Zhou Shuwan couldn't help but smile, a warm smile etched in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. She looked at him with a reproachful look, "You just love to talk nonsense! If I really asked you to give her a massage, you'd probably be complaining about your arms being sore in just two minutes."
Mu Mu chuckled, rubbed the back of his head, and without refutation, squatted down and went into the lounge.
There was a pile of supplies half a person's height at the door, and he had to turn sideways to squeeze in.
The corner of the canvas tent slipped from his shoulders and rolled to the ground, revealing the loose quilt underneath.
There were also a few plastic buckets with the words "soy sauce" and "vinegar" printed on them, rolling around on the ground with the slight shaking of the boat, making a "gurgling" sound.
He rummaged through the supplies for a long time, but only managed to pull out three packs of compressed biscuits and two cans of oranges from the cracks in the tent. The shells of the cans were slightly deformed, with wrinkled labels stuck to them.
Mu Mu came out holding a biscuit, her tone a little puzzled: "Sister, why are most of the things that fell out of the space useless? We don't need the tent quilt right now, and the seasoning bucket is just taking up space. What we lack is food and drink."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Jianghai glared at him, his tone a little harsh: "How can you talk like that? It's good enough that you can take something out of the space, but you are still picky."
Mu Mu stuffed the biscuits into Zhong Tiyun's hands and muttered softly, "I just feel it's a pity. It would be better if rice or mineral water fell out."
Zhou Shuwan didn't care, but was a little embarrassed: "Actually, I couldn't control myself at the time. I just felt the crack open, and the things inside started to fall out. I didn't have time to choose."
"It's okay, it's okay, Wanwan. As long as you can open it, I'm glad." Zhong Tiyun quickly went to comfort her: "These few packets of biscuits and two cans of canned food, if you eat them sparingly, they will be enough for us to survive for two days. When your body recovers, you may be able to get food when you open the space next time."
Zhou Jianghai also nodded, his eyes falling on Zhou Shuwan's pale face, full of heartache: "Don't think too much, just rest well first. If there is movement in the space, it means it's not completely broken. Take your time, there's no rush."
Zhou Shuwan nodded, but his eyes fell on the piles of supplies in the lounge, and he fell into deep thought.
The moment the space opened just now, she vaguely saw the storage shelves inside.
The outermost layer is filled with tents and quilts. Further in are the shelves for food, and deeper still are boxes of fresh water and medicine.
If she tried to open the space next time, would she be able to focus and reach directly for the food shelves inside?
Maybe you can bring out exactly what you need.
In the following days, the fleet stumbled forward on the sea, ice rain fell from time to time, and small-scale tsunamis were encountered several times.
But every time, Zhou Shuwan was able to rely on his sense of direction to lead everyone to avoid the most dangerous areas.
And she would take half an hour every day to sit in the corner of the cabin, closing her eyes and trying to open the space.
It was still very difficult at the beginning.
But slowly, her perception of space became clearer and clearer. At the beginning, she could only barely open a crack, but later she could hold the gap and stay there for three seconds, and could accurately aim at the food shelves in the space.
Two months later, Zhou Shuwan was able to open the space once a day. Although he still couldn't open and close it freely, he could ensure that he could take out some food every time.
It was thanks to these supplies "snatched" from space that they avoided starvation and thirst in the deserted ocean.
After more than two months of travel, everyone was very tired.
When they were still more than ten days away from the mothership, Zhou Shuwan tried to release the volcanic ash soil and hot spring minerals that he had collected.
After sailing forward for another seven or eight days, she finally released them all.
However, Zhou Shuwan had already noticed something was wrong at this time.
But she said nothing and just let the ship slowly sail towards the mother ship.
When the day came that the ship finally approached the sea area where the mother ship was, everyone gathered on the deck, even Mu Mu, who had been guarding the cockpit, ran out.
Zhou Jianghai held up the telescope, his hands trembling slightly, and kept muttering, "We're almost there, we should be there soon, the mothership is nearby..."
Zhong Tiyun held Zhou Shuwan's hand, her eyes full of anticipation: "Once we reach the shore, we'll be able to see everyone. Then we can take a good rest and hand in the volcanic ash, soil, and hot spring minerals you collected."
Zhou Shuwan's brows were furrowed.
Zhou Jianghai also noticed something was wrong at this time.
According to the distance, the outline of the mothership should be visible now. Even if the mothership is parked in the deep sea area, there should be patrol boats operating nearby. However, the sea in front of us is too calm, and there is not even a trace of a ship.
The sea breeze blew, and the only sound was the waves hitting the hull.
Mu Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously took two steps forward, holding onto the railing of the deck and squinting his eyes to look into the distance.
The azure sea was empty, without even a trace of human activity.
He listened again, but there was no other sound except the sound of the wind and the waves.
"What's going on?" Qi Mingyu also came out of the cockpit, frowning: "Where are our troops?"
Zhou Shuwan didn't say anything, but the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
She had sensed a few days ago that the sea area here was very quiet, and there seemed to be no sign of the mothership.
"Could it be... we're going in the wrong direction?" Zhou Jianghai clutched the railing and scanned the sea repeatedly. "Maybe we've come to the wrong place."
He looked at Zhou Shuwan with a hint of uncertainty in his eyes as he spoke: "Wanwan, can you confirm again? Are we really not going astray?
"That's right." Zhou Shuwan's voice was soft, but with unquestionable certainty.
She pointed ahead and said, "Look over there, that's Hope Island No. 1. Even though it's submerged by the sea, the island still exists."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
Zhou Shuwan had already waved to Qi Mingyu: "Brother Yu, let's go downstairs."
Qi Mingyu understood almost immediately and quickly went to look for the diving equipment.
Zhou Jianghai and Zhong Tiyun were both a little worried.
Zhou Shuwan's voice was calm but firm: "It's okay, Brother Xiaoyu and I will go down and take a look, maybe we can find some clues."
The two men quickly changed into diving suits, their oxygen tanks heavy on their backs. Everyone on the deck gathered around the side of the boat, staring at them intently.
With a "splash", the two jumped into the water one after another.
As soon as he entered the sea, Zhou Shuwan quickly turned on the searchlight on his helmet. The beam of light spread in the dark sea, illuminating everything around him.
According to the direction Zhou Shuwan pointed, the location of Hope Island No. 1 is two hundred meters ahead.
As they continued to move forward, they saw that the small island, which had once been unpopular with human activities, was now covered with thick silt and it seemed that there had been no signs of human activity for a long time.