"Oh my god, this guy is such a jerk! He can't even release the control! He's dead again," the boy threw his phone on the sofa in annoyance.
The girl who was watching TV nearby curled her lips in disdain, "You are the one who made the mistake, you rookie."
Just at this moment, a gorilla was shown beating its chest on TV, and the boy pouted at the TV. "Look, you're on TV again."
The girl angrily picked up a pillow beside her and threw it at him. "Gao Zhiming! Go to hell!" The two of them immediately started fighting.
"Stop making noise and come over for dinner." The female voice from the living room next door stopped the brother and sister from fighting.
At the dinner table, the woman in an apron said to her son, "You are so old now, can you please give in to your sister?"
"Why? She was better at fighting than me when we were kids, and she never let me go."
The girl who was eating got angry and raised her right foot to kick in that direction. The boy immediately retaliated.
Seeing the noise getting louder under the table, the woman shook her head and stopped trying to persuade them. Her two children had been fighting since they were young and were used to it.
After eating a few bites, she said to her son again: "When you went out to play with your classmates this time, why didn't you take the train but took the boat? Boats are so dangerous."
"Mom, what era is it now? How can a boat be dangerous? Besides, it's Liu De's father's boat. It's okay." Gao Zhiming used chopsticks to pick up the food while keeping moving his feet.
"That's possible. Didn't South Korea sink a ship a few years ago? Maybe they should switch to high-speed rail."
"The tickets have been bought. Don't worry, nothing will go wrong." Gao Zhiming vowed.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his ankles. He looked down and saw a layer of dark water on the ground that had covered the floor and was still rising.
When the panicked Gao Zhiming was about to stand up, the water had quickly flooded over his head. An immediate thought flashed through his mind: his sister can't swim.
Gao Zhiming struggled to reach out his hands towards his relatives in the water, but his sister with a painful expression seemed to be pulled by something and was getting farther and farther away from him. He turned his head to look at his mother, but found that she had disappeared.
Gao Zhiming searched desperately underwater, but found nothing. As the air in his lungs decreased, the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger. When he was on the verge of death, he saw a ferocious mouth full of sharp teeth swallowing him up.
"Huh!" Charles opened his eyes suddenly in fear.
Listening to the sound of the waves and feeling the swaying boat, he realized that everything that had just happened was just a dream.
"Dude, did you have a nightmare? What did you dream about? Tell me and I'll cheer you up."
Ignoring the teasing of the other personality, Charles looked around and found that he was not lying in the captain's room, but lying on the deck in shorts, holding a transparent wine glass in his hand and wearing sunglasses on his face. He looked like he was on a beach vacation.
"Why am I sleeping here?"
"It's my time now. I'm sunbathing here."
Charles looked at the dark environment outside with a speechless expression. "Are you sick? Why are you sunbathing here?"
"You don't understand. As long as you have a beach in your heart, anywhere is the Maldives. This is a life attitude."
"How's the route situation?" Charles controlled his body and stood up.
"It's still the same. There's no trace of the island on the nautical chart. I checked the supplies before sunbathing. If we can't find the island within ten days, we have to go back the same way."
Charles supported himself on the edge of the boat with his hands, looking at the dark sea in silence. He was very sure that there was no problem with the nautical chart, but the situation was very critical at that time, and he had to rely entirely on his visual memory. He was not sure that there was no error at all.
Charles walked back, raised his glass and drank it. At the moment he raised his head, he suddenly saw a few white dots flashing in the far distance in the sky.
"Stars? There are stars underground? Are we back on the surface?"
After a few seconds, the star shone more and more frequently, and then suddenly went out again, plunging into darkness so dark that even Charles could not see clearly.
"Bang" a small stone hit his face from the air without warning.
Charles, who had night vision, narrowed his pupils as if he had seen something. His expression instantly became extremely ugly, and he shouted frantically to the second mate Krona behind the glass of the ship's tower: "Second mate! Full right rudder! Turbine at full speed!!"
As the narwhal turned quickly, more and more pebbles fell from the sky, and the whole sky seemed to be raining stones.
Accompanied by a burst of thunder, under Charles' shocked gaze, a stalactite as big as a mountain fell from the sky and hit the place where the Narwhal had just been.
There was a loud roar, and the tsunami caused by the impact rushed over wave after wave, shaking the Narwhal from side to side.
Charles on the deck tied the rope tightly around his body so as not to be knocked off the deck by the waves.
"Oh my god, are the stars so irritable nowadays? They just take a few glances and then jump down to find us?" Richard complained crazily.
After spitting out the bitter seawater, Charles replied, "That's not a star. The things just now are alive. No matter what they are, they must have seen us. They brought down this stone."
"Shit, there's stuff up there? How do they keep from falling off? Geckos?"
"That's not what we're considering. Look! The stars are shining again!"
Above their heads, the hazy white dot lit up again, and then went out again after just a few seconds. Mountain stalactites followed one after another, and the Narwhal fled in a panic.
Another big wave came over, and Richard shouted, "We can't do this, those guys are chasing us!"
Looking at the stars lighting up again in the sky, Charles gave a brief thought and then gave the order to turn off the lights.
In the darkness, the only sound Charles could hear was his own rapid breathing. When he found that there was no more rain of stones falling from the sky, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Whatever was up there was relying on the Narwhal's lights to lock on to it, and if the lights were turned off they wouldn't be able to lock on to the ship.
In the darkness, Charles was communicating with the crew.
"Second mate, don't stop, keep going, we are not completely safe yet."
"Captain, I can't see."
"I can see it. I'll guide you."
In the pitch darkness, the Narwhal continued to sail. Charles stood on the deck, holding the nautical chart and nervously identifying the direction to ensure that the ship would not lose its way.
After half an hour of sailing, when Charles looked up at the sea again, he heard Richard's excited shout.
"Island! That's the island! We found it"
(End of this chapter)