I'll forge a new destiny

Chapter 5 Flow to the distance

Without this support, the Turbulent Sea finally showed its majesty at this moment.

The currents leading the storm swallowed up everything in an instant. Whether it was the damaged ship or the mortals who were still fighting a moment ago, they all now received the same fate.

At this last moment, Captain Wind waved his weapon, trying to calm the current that had swept away the first mate and sailor.

This is probably useless, but this old man always likes to do useless things.

For example, help a kid who wants to sail away make up his mind.

He turned back and looked at the starting point of the broken watermelon rind.

There must be a kid somewhere beyond the reach of his vision who did what a true warrior should do.

The thought made Captain Winder laugh, just as he had when Charles decided to come aboard.

Just like that, the captain, with his smile that never faded, was completely swallowed up by the roaring waves.

The broken Watermelon Peel let out a cry that was almost like a sob. No one could tell whether this was the inevitable sound before the ship sank, or whether it was the cry of a helpless child.
  Even Zhang Xing couldn't explain clearly.

The torrent caused by the rupture of the watermelon rind not only made Bai Ge completely lose his ability to resist, but also caused Zhang Xing's body to suffer the same amount of damage.

He won't die for the time being, but it's hard for him to stay awake under this tearing pain that is not rhetorical.

The moment before he closed his eyes, the only thing he could do was to control the sea water in the bottom chamber. Let the torrent that barely belonged to him choose a particularly violent current for Bai Ge.

‘Damn it, what evil has happened to me? ’

Unable to answer Zhang Xing's question, Charles, who died as a soldier, closed his eyes completely.

"Thank you."

The clear voice of thanks gradually faded away, taking away the pain.

"Thank you~Thank you..."

And in the vague sound of thanks, warm power enveloped Zhang Xing's whole body, making him fall into an inexplicable tranquility, and he was very indifferent to all the disturbances in the outside world.

The thrust from the rootless place lifted Zhang Xing high, allowing his restored body to avoid an impact that was enough to break his spine.

The ammunition depot, which had long been like a purgatory, once again ignited the final fire, and the broken deck and broken mast ignited with the star-like fire.

As the flames rose, the sea monster fish that had been attracted by the bloody battle were frightened and turned around to choose corpses that were easier to eat.

At this moment, destiny opened up a new tributary.

The Watermelon Pi and its passengers may be coming to an end, but not now.

At this moment, the community formed under the witness of fate is heading towards the unknown distance together under the guidance of the ocean current.

No one knows where the current will take these people. Perhaps only when these people really survive can they tell this story to others.

Maybe it's still unclear.

After all, Zhang Xing didn't even know whether he was awake or not, whether he was alive or dead, whether his body was intact, and he didn't know what the difference was from the tattered bodies around him.

All he knew was that the damn marquee appeared again! It's just different from before, he can no longer see the story belonging to Charles.

Although he actually remembered them all, they were different, completely different.

It was indescribably different, like a movie that clearly used his face, but he had no sense of involvement.

But sometimes not being involved is a good thing, like what he was seeing now.

Zhang Xing saw it. At first, he was just an old man named Winder Mellon. In order to commemorate his adventure career, he used mountain copper and floating wood to build a small anchor.

Then, just like if you have a graphics card, you must have a suitable board U. With these, the power supply must keep up with the heat dissipation. Because of this anchor, Captain Winde slowly accumulated keels, masts, decks, sails, rudders, crew, merchandise, crew as merchandise, merchandise as crew, etc...

Now that we have everything, it would be inappropriate not to run the channel twice.

In this way, the Watermelon Pi, carrying the blood of a bunch of people, rode the wind and waves on the sea.

Then, a young man who was attracted by the captain was attracted, and he met his end during the subsequent voyage.

Together with the young man, it completed a commendable feat. After doing its best to contribute to the legend of the Ship Spirit, it sent the young man away.

Surrounded by sea monsters and flames, it saw itself burning, and the light of those flames intersected with the corpses surrounding it.

The corpses had their eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe they were dead. The fire reflected in the eyes and the blood-stained sea water merge into one, and together with the swaying tendons and internal organs, they outline a picture of death.

The turbulent sea currents constantly shuttle, embellishing this picture with different colors. Like a big invisible hand, everything that does not belong to the watermelon rind, the shapeless cloth and firewood, and the gradually twisted pieces of meat are held in the hand by the sea current. Circle around the watermelon rind and disintegrate it bit by bit.

Accompanied by the screams of the pirates who were still alive but being torn apart by the sea monsters, the disintegrated Watermelon Pi imitated his old father and accepted the sorrow and the funeral...

'But I don't accept it! ’

Zhang Xing does not intend to treat himself as a ship, even if the ship has just fought with him, it would be too much fun.

So he opened his eyes.

The picture in his eyes suddenly changed, and the picture full of strange beauty disappeared in an instant. There are only slight fiery red spots in the distance, and under the dim light, there is some contrast between light and dark currents.

In the colorful black, Zhang Xing didn't even have time to be surprised at how comfortable he felt in the current. Driven by an inexplicable feeling, he swayed his body and stretched out his hand towards the darkness ahead.

He held something, and the real touch supported his hand.

But Zhang Xing couldn't think about what he was holding - as he woke up, the predators that were just circling around, waiting for a meal were approaching.

Different from the warmth in his hands, the smooth and cold sense of crisis from the fins and tentacles that inadvertently crossed his body constantly issued warnings in his mind like needle pricks.

It's time to eat!

Zhang Xing, who didn't want to join the banquet as an ingredient, clenched the object in his hand and kicked and waved his limbs. With the fading firelight, I picked out a favorite sea current among the colorful black.

Amid the growing sense of acceleration, a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind.

[The Turbulent Sea is the favorite sea area of ​​​​businessmen. The current here can safely transport you to any place, as long as you find the right place, as long as you find the right place. 】

　Seeing that it should be enough to invest now, right?
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)