Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 436 Singing
"Old Barry, can you bring a bottle of rum up to the warehouse later?"

"Damn it! We are on an ocean expedition this time, not bringing you here to bootlegging. Drink that bullshit rum! Be careful or the first mate will catch us and throw you overboard to feed the fish!"

"You have to drink some wine to relieve your boredom while listening to music! Besides, it's all white. I was blinded when I came down from the lookout just now!"

In the lounge of the "Neptune's Shield", three or five sailors were eating canned food and playing cards.

A large-speaker phonograph was placed in the corner, and soothing music was coming from it.

This time, Mosesad's ocean-going expedition team not only involved the Royal Navy, Special Incident Investigation Department and other regular departments, but the Mosesad royal family also recruited a number of crew members from the public.

The nice thing to say is that several large ocean-going companies can be involved to share some of the benefits, speed up the progress of the exploration, and find useful materials and open up new lands before other forces.

To put it bluntly, it is to find some cannon fodder to fight in the front and clear obstacles for the regular army that will come later.

Although the crew members on the ship are not regular soldiers and many of them have criminal records, they are old sea wolves recruited by the government after all, so their treatment will definitely not be bad.

Each ship is not only equipped with the electric umbrella developed by Rodwell Company, but also with various other advanced machines. Some are to enhance the combat capability of the ship, while others are to make the crew more comfortable, such as the phonograph in the lounge.

"You said that since yesterday we have officially set foot in the Lost Sea, right?"

The four or five people in the lounge had just finished their work and were preparing to eat something before going to bed. The person who was talking was a young man who was obviously a little nervous and looked out the window at the sea from time to time.

"Ah, once we round Cape Mozambique we'll be entering the Lost Sea.

But you don't have to worry too much. Although the Lost Sea is an area of ​​sea, it is not absolutely regular.

For example, the area we are in now is a ..."

The bearded man who spoke drew a long, sharp angle on the floor with his hand.

"This area is sandwiched between the Western Continent and the Southern Continent. As long as we can pass straight through it, we can reach the supply point on the Southern Continent in a few days."

"The premise is whether you can go straight through it!"

Some are optimistic while others are pessimistic. A bald strong man who did not participate in the card game leaned against the wall and looked out the window worriedly. Since stepping into this sea area, the sea surface has been white, making it difficult to tell the direction.

"It's not a bad thing to go around in circles! Haha, this sea area is also called the Fishman's Lost Harbor!"

The person who spoke was old Barry, who had just returned from the lower cabin with two bottles of rum in his arms. It seemed that although he was mumbling a lot, he actually couldn't resist the temptation of rum.

"Mercury Lost Harbor? Is there really an island in this sea area? Are there merpeople living on it?"

The young man immediately became interested. The legend of mermen has existed since ancient times. In the legend, mermen are all beautiful and graceful girls, and enchanting and moving songs can be heard from their mouths.

If he had to face a life-and-death crisis, the young man would rather face the beautiful merman than fight a giant sea monster.

"Ah... yes, I heard someone say that at the Sucker Bar before, and it's pretty much the same as in the legends.

There are many small islands hidden behind white fog in this sea area, and beautiful fishmen live on them.

They are called fishmen, but they are actually similar to normal human women, and they are incredibly beautiful! Those fishmen have lived on the island for a long time and have never seen men. They like you young men who are full of vigor and strong bodies the most.

The man with the sideburns touched the young man's thigh while talking, and the others laughed strangely beside him:

"The key is that they can sing. I guarantee that every word of their singing will touch your heart. It is absolutely a melodious song..."

"Wait! Did you hear that?"

The bald burly man who had been leaning against the wall suddenly interrupted the man with the sideburns' joke.

After he shouted, everyone else was so shocked that they dared not speak. After a long while, Old Barry slowly opened his mouth and said:

"You have no fucking brains, that's the song on the phonograph!"

"Boiled!"

"damn it!"

The others then responded and started cursing. It must be said that the bald strong man's joke was just right. At that moment, the heartbeats of everyone in the room quickened several paces.

"No! It's not the song on the phonograph! Turn off the phonograph!"

The young man closest to the phonograph reacted the fastest. He immediately stood up and turned the knob. The room was silent. Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to beat up the bald man, a low and soft singing voice suddenly reached everyone's ears!

No one spoke, and everyone felt goosebumps standing up on their bodies.

Who is singing in the unknown ocean?
"Why does this song sound familiar to me..."

Just as Old Barry was muttering in a low voice, there was a knock on the door. This sound seemed to knock on everyone's heart:

"The captain is calling everyone to go to the deck! Hurry up!" It's the second mate!

Five minutes later, all the crew members of the "Neptune's Shield" were ready for battle. The gunners opened the wooden boxes and took out the shells, while most of the others were on the deck, holding weapons and ready for battle.

Old Barry, Bearded Man and the others also looked nervous at this time. They could all hear... the singing while standing on the deck, and it was becoming clearer and clearer.

The captain was a middle-aged man in his forties with a gloomy face and big bags under his eyes. He also drew his pistol and prepared for battle.

"Captain! Seven o'clock on the port side!"

The sailor on the lookout shouted at the top of his lungs!
"Get ready for battle!"

Everyone's palms were sweating, and all kinds of rumors about the Lost Sea were spinning in their minds. After five or six minutes, everyone on the boat saw an orange flag... Hmm? Flag signal?

The captain squinted his eyes because he found that he recognized the flag on the opposite side. They belonged to the same fleet of ocean expedition, and the ship was called "Flying Skua".

"What the hell!?"

At first, no one dared to relax, but as another ship approached behind the white fog, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

That’s right, a familiar ship, a familiar flag, the crew on the “Shield of Poseidon” could even see the sailors on the other side’s lookout.

The guy was eating a bag of food, grinning and waving at him.

"Captain, the other party requests to board the ship."

The first mate whispered, and the gloomy captain shook his head:
"Keep in battle formation and wait for the other side to put the ladder over."

Ten minutes later, the Flying Jaguar really lowered the ladder, and a young captain in ostentatious clothes, fiddling with a dagger or knife in his hand, walked over on the ladder.

"Captain Pedri! Why are you still the same, so nervous? Hahaha."

Following his inappropriate laughter, the other sailors on the "Flying Jaguar" also laughed, while everyone on the "Shield of the Sea King" had strange expressions.

On the one hand, the danger was over, and everyone felt like they had survived a disaster, but they were still frightened.

On the other hand, they all felt that Captain Mustang was... somewhat insane.

However, almost all the sailors in Mosesad had heard of this kid. He was the only son of the owner of an ocean-going company and was known for his crazy and eccentric behavior.

If other people did this kind of thing, there might be something fishy going on, but there was nothing strange about him doing it, as he had done even more outrageous things before.

"How did you catch up with us? It's best not to play such boring tricks! Next time I will just open fire!"

Captain Pedri said something vicious, but Mustang ignored him and waved his hand towards his ship, meaning to turn up the phonograph louder.

So that's how the song came about. No wonder it sounded so familiar, Old Barry thought to himself.

"Following the ocean current, I saw the barrel you threw down. Hahaha, so interesting. I thought it was the fish people singing, right?
If you see a merman, be sure to inform me. Before leaving the port, an old man in his seventies told me that he would buy a live merman for 2000 pounds.

How about we each take half then?"

As he spoke he strolled over to the bearded man:
"It smells like alcohol! Rum! Bring some over here quickly. It's not easy to find someone to drink with in a place like this.

My first and second mates have already told all the jokes they know, they are too boring, whoever can tell me a joke that makes me laugh, I will give you a reward..."

As he spoke, he suddenly threw the dagger in his hand and stabbed it into the door behind Old Barry. The golden handle continued to tremble from side to side.

"Mustan! Get out of here if you keep making trouble!"

"Okay, okay, let's have lunch together."

The crazy young man raised his hand, and someone on his boat immediately brought food. It happened to be time for dinner, and the sailors on the two ships gradually became lively, holding up tin wine glasses in their hands and enjoying the simple meal.

"Whispering in the wind, a bloody crown.

Gold turned to rusty chains.

We once danced lightly and sang and played all night.

Now I am sinking with the waves and drowning in time.

The night continues and the bones still creak.

Amber seals a decayed heart.

The throne fell into the abyss and the dream became a prison.

Blood cannot illuminate the soul at the bottom of the sea."

As both sides were eating, suddenly, without warning, the singing was heard again.

"Tell your sailors to turn off that son-of-a-bitch phonograph!"

"How boring! Aren't you tired of playing the same trick?"

Curses were heard one after another on the "Shield of Neptune". At this time, the sailors had all drunk a few glasses of wine, and some of them took off their shirts to fight with the crew on the "Flying Jaguar".

"Mustan, I'm not in the mood to mess around with you. If you're done eating, please go quickly. You can't sail until my boat leaves for twenty minutes."

Captain Pedri slowly used a dinner knife to spread grease on his bun.

"But... Dear Captain Pedri, I did not order my crew to turn on the phonograph.

And didn’t you notice? The song just now is different from the record on our ship.”

Mustang said with a wry smile.

"Kangcang."

Pedri's knife fell to the deck.

(End of this chapter)