Chapter 41 Carving a Boat and Seeking a Sword
The two young people concluded that the sea was rough and the waves were high, and the storm was imminent. They asked Mo Poor to come up because he was afraid that he would be swept away by the waves, not because he was afraid that he would be soaked in the water and get cold.
Of course, the cold is also a big problem. If you soak in the sea for too long, you will freeze to death.
But they were more worried about Mo Poor, who was not wearing a life jacket, being photographed by the waves.
But they can also see that Mo Poor's water quality is really good.
In the sea, I seem to be as comfortable as in the swimming pool, and I don’t panic at all.
At this time, Mo Poor was pushing the rubber boat to swim in the water, and shouted, "Help, don't just sit still."
"Oh." The two hurriedly paddled to cooperate with Mo Poor.
Propelled by Mo Poor, the rubber boat approached the big ship at an extremely slow speed, and would not be carried away by the waves. At this time, as long as the oars were rowed toward the big ship, it would only be fast but not slow.
However, although the rubber boat is destined to hit the side of the big ship, it may not be head-on.
At this moment, under the wind and waves, the rubber boat capsized suddenly.
"Boom!" The rubber boat reversed, and the two youths fell into the water immediately.
"Ah!" The people on the big boat exclaimed.
Mo Poor hurried to grab it, and grabbed one with each hand, and the three of them heaved and fell on the sea.
They don't have the ability of Mo Poor, they can push the lower body under the undercurrent under the water, and step on the water with super saving effort.
Ordinary people are easily thrown into the water by the waves. Even if they have a life jacket, they will be submerged in the water for a short time and choke on a few mouthfuls of water.
The constantly surging waves will make people involuntarily, even for good swimmers, it is extremely dangerous.
In bad sea conditions, sometimes one wave after another, although the life jacket can keep people floating up and down on the water, it may be difficult to have a chance to breathe. A wave came, and the person was underwater for a few seconds, just as he emerged and was about to breathe, another wave came. If you do this several times in a row, you will die from choking and pass out.
If Mo Poor wasn't dragging them at this moment, the two of them would soon be carried away by the waves, and the life jacket would instead become a burden to swimming, preventing them from freely adjusting their posture.
On the contrary, Mo Poor didn't have a life jacket, so he was much more relaxed.
Under the surface of the sea, countless undercurrents are his life jackets. As long as the landing point is on the soles of his feet, the reaction force he can get from stepping on the water is several times that of others.
A large amount of water squeezes the soles of the feet, and the touch under the feet is like stepping on elastic rubber.
"Don't move!" Mo Poor yelled, and then dragged them to swim towards the big boat.
With the precedent of a rubber boat capsizing, Mo Poor didn't push them directly to the side of the boat, but swam with them.
Life jackets floated them, and Mo Poor dragged them along. The two young men saw that the big ship was getting closer and closer, but they didn't seem to be drifting any further, so they gradually stabilized their emotions and felt relieved.
Looking at Mo Poor again, most of his body was soaked in the water, his expression was as usual, and he couldn't help admiring him.
"Brother, you are too fierce, can you hold on physically?" said a young man with curly hair.
Mo Poor said: "It's okay, if it's really going to be in a storm, I can't do it either."
Two minutes later, the yacht caught up with them. Mo Poor dragged the two of them to the hull, and the people on board hurriedly lowered the rope.
Mo Poor let go of one person, grabbed the rope and handed it to him, "Climb up quickly."
The two youths took turns to climb up, and when they reached the deck, they shouted at Mo Poong, "Come up quickly, too."
Unexpectedly, Mo Poor sank and disappeared in the water.
The people above were dying in a hurry, so they searched along the deck.
"Oops, he has no strength, right?" The people on the boat turned pale with shock.
They crashed into someone else's boat, and they failed to save anyone, but were still rescued.
Although they wore life jackets, how tiring is it to drag two people in the sea by one person? After swimming for dozens of meters, I was probably exhausted.
The curly-haired youth hurriedly took off the life jacket, tied the rope around his waist, and jumped into the water to find Mo Poor.
However, he dived down, came up again, dived down again, and searched back and forth for more than a minute, but he didn't see Mo Poor, so he couldn't help but despair.
"Are you dead..." The curly-haired youth floated while dragging the rope, with a sad expression on his face.
"It's all my fault that I didn't look at the road and sank his boat..."
The curly-haired youth is a bit broken.
But at this moment, Mo Poor suddenly floated up from a distance.
"Ha..." Mo Poor breathed greedily, while the curly-haired young man looked at him dully.
"Eh? What are you doing down again?" Mo Qiong asked upon seeing this.
The curly-haired young man hurriedly swam over to support him and said, "Fuck, it's good that you're fine, can you still swim?"
Mo Poor went down to find his own boat just now. Although the wrecked boat leaked, it was not broken, and it could still be sailed...
Towed to the shore, patched up, repaired is not a problem.
My own ship has made a special characteristic icon. He must be able to locate and track it, and it will never be lost.
As early as when he was taking things to the big yacht, he sank in the water, and he had already 'caught' the sunken ship through the air.
There is a hook rope on the boat, one end is hooked on the railing of the hull and buckled, and the other end is thrown lightly on yourself, and you can drag the boat so that it does not sink to the bottom, but goes up diagonally in the sea, chasing yourself.
During the whole process of saving people, the hook rope in the sea kept approaching Mo Poor.
However, after such a long delay in saving people, Mo Poor felt that the hook rope had touched him, and he began to fall freely.
This place is about to enter the Filubin Sea. The seabed is already extremely deep. If it sinks, it will be difficult to fish for it.
At this time, the hook rope was repositioned to the bottom of the side of the large yacht, and the speed was only one meter per second.
At this speed, as long as the yacht doesn’t stop and wait for a while, the hook rope will keep chasing. Wherever the yacht goes, the hook rope will follow with his broken boat.
And the rope will not break, if it is too fast, the rope will be easily pulled off.
"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Mo Qiong smiled.
"Let's get on the boat quickly, a storm is coming!" said the curly-haired young man.
Mo Poor and the curly-haired youth climbed up the yacht along the rope, and everyone cheered.
"It's great that people are fine, you really scared us to death."
"If you really sink to nothing, our sea is so vast that we can't save it, it's so hopeless..."
They were terrified. If Mo Poor really disappeared here, they would feel guilty for the rest of their lives.
This is also the reason why Mo Poor didn't choose to play dead. The people on this boat are pretty good, and there is no need to cast a shadow on others.
"It's probably going to take a ride with the wind, and I don't know where they are going. It doesn't matter, don't rush for a while, anyway, I am very close to my goal." Mo Poor thought to himself.
At this time, the storm had arrived, the hull was shaking, and everyone was shaken so that they could not stand still.
"Brother, come in quickly, the storm is coming, be careful of being thrown off." Everyone hurriedly called Mo Qiong to rest in the cabin.
"Come on!" Mo Poor said, picking up his things.
After he was hit by a ship, he immediately rescued important things. Although he lost many sundries at this moment, none of them were important.
I saw him find a small file from inside, walked on the handrail and looked down, trying to draw a mark somewhere.
But after thinking about it, this is someone else's boat, so I found a cloth belt to tie it to it instead.
"What are you doing?" the curly-haired youth asked.
Mo Qiong smiled and said, "To commemorate my boat."
This is actually a mark, the bottom right below the vertical part of the cloth tape, is where the hook rope will be chased.
No matter where the yacht stops at that time, Mo Poor can find or wait for his own broken boat as long as he jumps from the mark.
Chapter 41 Carving a Boat and Seeking a Sword
The two young people concluded that the sea was rough and the waves were high, and the storm was imminent. They asked Mo Poor to come up because he was afraid that he would be swept away by the waves, not because he was afraid that he would be soaked in the water and get cold.
Of course, the cold is also a big problem. If you soak in the sea for too long, you will freeze to death.
But they were more worried about Mo Poor, who was not wearing a life jacket, being photographed by the waves.
But they can also see that Mo Poor's water quality is really good.
In the sea, I seem to be as comfortable as in the swimming pool, and I don’t panic at all.
At this time, Mo Poor was pushing the rubber boat to swim in the water, and shouted, "Help, don't just sit still."
"Oh." The two hurriedly paddled to cooperate with Mo Poor.
Propelled by Mo Poor, the rubber boat approached the big ship at an extremely slow speed, and would not be carried away by the waves. At this time, as long as the oars were rowed toward the big ship, it would only be fast but not slow.
However, although the rubber boat is destined to hit the side of the big ship, it may not be head-on.
At this moment, under the wind and waves, the rubber boat capsized suddenly.
"Boom!" The rubber boat reversed, and the two youths fell into the water immediately.
"Ah!" The people on the big boat exclaimed.
Mo Poor hurried to grab it, and grabbed one with each hand, and the three of them heaved and fell on the sea.
They don't have the ability of Mo Poor, they can push the lower body under the undercurrent under the water, and step on the water with super saving effort.
Ordinary people are easily thrown into the water by the waves. Even if they have a life jacket, they will be submerged in the water for a short time and choke on a few mouthfuls of water.
The constantly surging waves will make people involuntarily, even for good swimmers, it is extremely dangerous.
In bad sea conditions, sometimes one wave after another, although the life jacket can keep people floating up and down on the water, it may be difficult to have a chance to breathe. A wave came, and the person was underwater for a few seconds, just as he emerged and was about to breathe, another wave came. If you do this several times in a row, you will die from choking and pass out.
If Mo Poor wasn't dragging them at this moment, the two of them would soon be carried away by the waves, and the life jacket would instead become a burden to swimming, preventing them from freely adjusting their posture.
On the contrary, Mo Poor didn't have a life jacket, so he was much more relaxed.
Under the surface of the sea, countless undercurrents are his life jackets. As long as the landing point is on the soles of his feet, the reaction force he can get from stepping on the water is several times that of others.
A large amount of water squeezes the soles of the feet, and the touch under the feet is like stepping on elastic rubber.
"Don't move!" Mo Poor yelled, and then dragged them to swim towards the big boat.
With the precedent of a rubber boat capsizing, Mo Poor didn't push them directly to the side of the boat, but swam with them.
Life jackets floated them, and Mo Poor dragged them along. The two young men saw that the big ship was getting closer and closer, but they didn't seem to be drifting any further, so they gradually stabilized their emotions and felt relieved.
Looking at Mo Poor again, most of his body was soaked in the water, his expression was as usual, and he couldn't help admiring him.
"Brother, you are too fierce, can you hold on physically?" said a young man with curly hair.
Mo Poor said: "It's okay, if it's really going to be in a storm, I can't do it either."
Two minutes later, the yacht caught up with them. Mo Poor dragged the two of them to the hull, and the people on board hurriedly lowered the rope.
Mo Poor let go of one person, grabbed the rope and handed it to him, "Climb up quickly."
The two youths took turns to climb up, and when they reached the deck, they shouted at Mo Poong, "Come up quickly, too."
Unexpectedly, Mo Poor sank and disappeared in the water.
The people above were dying in a hurry, so they searched along the deck.
"Oops, he has no strength, right?" The people on the boat turned pale with shock.
They crashed into someone else's boat, and they failed to save anyone, but were still rescued.
Although they wore life jackets, how tiring is it to drag two people in the sea by one person? After swimming for dozens of meters, I was probably exhausted.
The curly-haired youth hurriedly took off the life jacket, tied the rope around his waist, and jumped into the water to find Mo Poor.
However, he dived down, came up again, dived down again, and searched back and forth for more than a minute, but he didn't see Mo Poor, so he couldn't help but despair.
"Are you dead..." The curly-haired youth floated while dragging the rope, with a sad expression on his face.
"It's all my fault that I didn't look at the road and sank his boat..."
The curly-haired youth is a bit broken.
But at this moment, Mo Poor suddenly floated up from a distance.
"Ha..." Mo Poor breathed greedily, while the curly-haired young man looked at him dully.
"Eh? What are you doing down again?" Mo Qiong asked upon seeing this.
The curly-haired young man hurriedly swam over to support him and said, "Fuck, it's good that you're fine, can you still swim?"
Mo Poor went down to find his own boat just now. Although the wrecked boat leaked, it was not broken, and it could still be sailed...
Towed to the shore, patched up, repaired is not a problem.
My own ship has made a special characteristic icon. He must be able to locate and track it, and it will never be lost.
As early as when he was taking things to the big yacht, he sank in the water, and he had already 'caught' the sunken ship through the air.
There is a hook rope on the boat, one end is hooked on the railing of the hull and buckled, and the other end is thrown lightly on yourself, and you can drag the boat so that it does not sink to the bottom, but goes up diagonally in the sea, chasing yourself.
During the whole process of saving people, the hook rope in the sea kept approaching Mo Poor.
However, after such a long delay in saving people, Mo Poor felt that the hook rope had touched him, and he began to fall freely.
This place is about to enter the Filubin Sea. The seabed is already extremely deep. If it sinks, it will be difficult to fish for it.
At this time, the hook rope was repositioned to the bottom of the side of the large yacht, and the speed was only one meter per second.
At this speed, as long as the yacht doesn’t stop and wait for a while, the hook rope will keep chasing. Wherever the yacht goes, the hook rope will follow with his broken boat.
And the rope will not break, if it is too fast, the rope will be easily pulled off.
"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Mo Qiong smiled.
"Let's get on the boat quickly, a storm is coming!" said the curly-haired young man.
Mo Poor and the curly-haired youth climbed up the yacht along the rope, and everyone cheered.
"It's great that people are fine, you really scared us to death."
"If you really sink to nothing, our sea is so vast that we can't save it, it's so hopeless..."
They were terrified. If Mo Poor really disappeared here, they would feel guilty for the rest of their lives.
This is also the reason why Mo Poor didn't choose to play dead. The people on this boat are pretty good, and there is no need to cast a shadow on others.
"It's probably going to take a ride with the wind, and I don't know where they are going. It doesn't matter, don't rush for a while, anyway, I am very close to my goal." Mo Poor thought to himself.
At this time, the storm had arrived, the hull was shaking, and everyone was shaken so that they could not stand still.
"Brother, come in quickly, the storm is coming, be careful of being thrown off." Everyone hurriedly called Mo Qiong to rest in the cabin.
"Come on!" Mo Poor said, picking up his things.
After he was hit by a ship, he immediately rescued important things. Although he lost many sundries at this moment, none of them were important.
I saw him find a small file from inside, walked on the handrail and looked down, trying to draw a mark somewhere.
But after thinking about it, this is someone else's boat, so I found a cloth belt to tie it to it instead.
"What are you doing?" the curly-haired youth asked.
Mo Qiong smiled and said, "To commemorate my boat."
This is actually a mark, the bottom right below the vertical part of the cloth tape, is where the hook rope will be chased.
No matter where the yacht stops at that time, Mo Poor can find or wait for his own broken boat as long as he jumps from the mark.
