Chapter 1481： Lion, Libra, long time no see!

Compared with hunger, lack of water is more likely to take the life of a sailor.

Warren Navigator walked out of the cockpit with a sullen face.

Watching these sailor brothers who have been with him for many years, Warren's heart is tight.

Ships can only stop at sea now, drifting with the current.

These shadows are saw-fin biting sharks, a nightmare for all Stormwind Federation navigators.

In order for the ships of the Storm Federation to sail far, the power system will be placed in the lower part of the hull.

But these sawtooth biting sharks deal with the ships of the Storm Federation all the year round.

Have learned how to destroy Stormwind Federation ships.

These serrated sharks will chase small tortoise-like creatures in the sea.

Push the small tortoises to the power port below the hull, forcing the small tortoises to get into the power.

Insert an app: Perfectly reproduce the old version of the book-chasing artifact, an interchangeable app-Mimi Reading.

Block the power port.

This makes the ship still unable to sail even if there is backup energy on board.

If you want to sail, you can only get off the ship to clean the power port of the ship.

Every adult serrated shark is at the peak of the Golden Stage.

For such a large-scale shark group, there must be platinum-level serrated sharks.

No one on the boat lasted ten seconds after launching.

Once someone enters the water, they will be bitten into pieces by the swarming serrated sharks, leaving a red blood flower.

Suddenly, a sailor fell from the watchtower and landed on the deck.

The watchtower was ten meters high, and the sailor who had planted unconsciously had no breath as soon as he touched the ground.

Seeing this sailor planted from the watchtower, the other sailors and Warren ran over immediately.

After confirming that the sailor was dead, many sailors were in extreme water shortage.

Two tears rolled down her rough face.

Warren knew that the reason the sailor fell from the watchtower was because the sailor had just passed out of thirst.

These own brothers and myself, if they are still trapped here.

I'm afraid that the whole army will be wiped out in two days.

My own Warren, named after me, will also become a ghost ship at sea.

Warren is no longer a young man, but a middle-aged uncle in his thirties.

But Warren still has the aggressiveness of a young sailor in his heart.

On the perilous ocean, relying on the unique shipbuilding technology of the Stormwind Federation, he took a few men out to search for supplies.

Occasionally, I can make a small profit.

When he was young, Warren was a person who would often talk about his dreams.

Even if people reach middle age, they still work **** the way of navigators.

But at this time, Warren hopes that he and these old guys can survive more than dreams.

Thinking of this, Warren went back to the bilge and took out the only barrel of wine left by the late old navigator of his master.

Although spirits do not quench your thirst, drinking it will always make the brothers feel better.

Facing the dying lives, Warren felt that he had valued things before.

It's not so important anymore.

Only if you and these old guys survive, can they pursue their dreams again.

The sailors under Warren were all alcoholics.

Usually seeing wine is like not killing him.

Every time I return to the port, I will spend the first time in the bar.

But when Warren took out the jar of wine, the sailors turned down one after another, saying that they could survive.

Warren will take out this jar of wine because Warren feels that the lives of his brothers are more important than his own thoughts.

But now the brothers are reluctant to drink it because they know that they value this jar of wine very much.

So the sourness in Warren's heart surged.

Warren couldn't help it anymore and pulled the cork on the barrel with force.

The cork left the barrel, and the aroma of the wine wafted out immediately.

Warren said to one of the youngest sailors.

"Little monkey, go get all the bowls."

The sailor named Little Monkey heard Warren's words and immediately ran to get the bowl.

Warren keenly noticed that a black cloth was tied to the little monkey's wrist.

Warren suddenly thought about the jagged shark meat that the little monkey gave him yesterday, why all of them were soaked soft and wet.

The little monkey is usually too naughty and always clashes with the old sailors on the deck.

Warren always said that little monkeys were ignorant.

But now it seems that although the little monkey is not sensible, but he has a more human touch than the earth.

The little monkey brought a stack of bowls, and Warren fell upside down and found that one bowl was missing.

Just when Warren was about to ask the little monkey, the little monkey waved his hands and said.

"Brother Warren, I'm in office tonight. I want to stand on the watchtower and stop drinking!"

Hearing this, Warren hugged the little monkey directly.

Apart from anything else, he said after filling the little monkey with two large bowls of wine.

"You don't need to stand at the watchtower tonight, I'll stand!"

Hearing the words, the little monkey chirped, as if to taste the smell of wine in his mouth at the end.

One side said.

"Brother Turbo, how does this work!"

When Turbine heard the words, he waved his hand and said.

"I can't drive a boat, and I have nothing to do as a navigator."

"Tonight, you all go to the bottom of the bilge to have a good night's sleep. I will stand on the watchtower, and that's it!

After speaking, Warren picked up the bowl and drank a large bowl of wine.

Warren has extremely strict control over sailors on weekdays, and doesn't allow sailors to drink while on duty.

But now, UU reading looks at the little monkey and his old buddies.

Warren felt that if he didn't drink a bowl of wine, he couldn't suppress the despair and sadness in his heart.

At night, Warren leaned on the poles of the watchtower and summoned his spiritual creature, the sea fern.

Let the armored sea fern strengthen the watchtower.

No matter how much such an adult turned up, he couldn't get down the watchtower.

Warren, who was leaning on the pole, looked at the moon in the sky and sighed inwardly.

Warren, who likes sunny days the most in the past, hopes so much that there will be a heavy rain in the sky at this time.

In the middle of the night, when the sky was about to break, Warren, who had always been firm, couldn't help it.

Uncontrollably fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, a thought popped into Warren's mind.

If I can survive myself and these old guys, Warren is willing to trade them all.

...

The stars are shining, and the Tianhe circulates among the stars.

In the center of Tianhe, the nebula rose with magnificent stars.

Surrounded by the nebula, a long-lost event is held again.

It's just that compared to the six people in the last time, this time's event is a bit less crowded.

The Sui did not participate in this celestial assembly, but were cultivating their own fourteen millet fruits.

At this time, the three figures outlined by will and soul facing Libra and Leo appeared on the seats of Andromeda, Perse, and Leo Minor.

The person in the Leo Minor seat was happy to see his master again.

But the people in the Andromeda and Perse seats, when they saw the figure with countless wills and rules on the Leo seat, could not help but wet their eye sockets at the same time.

Enduring the heartbeat and surprise in his heart, Yin Lin spoke first.

"Lion, Libra, long time no see!"