Just as the two of them were talking nonsense, suddenly, bandage felt something, and he turned his head and looked to the left.

On the dark sea, a semi-elliptical black shadow that was larger than the Narwhal was floating towards this side.

Just as the bandage was about to turn the steering wheel to control the Narwhal to stay away, Charles pressed his hand on the steering wheel and stopped the steering wheel.

"Wait, that's not a dirty thing in the sea. I've seen that thing, it's the ship of the Hik tribe."

A minute later, Charles stood on the deck, frowned slightly and floated to the turtle shell ship next to the Narwhal.

The ship seemed to have been attacked by some unknown kind, and the hard turtle shell was full of cracks, making it look very embarrassed.

"This...maybe...is...a dead ship..." Bandage said slowly.

Dead ships on the sea generally refer to those dead ghost ships, but in order to distinguish them from those real ghost ships, this type of ship is called dead ships.

Charles looked at the ship in front of him and frowned slightly. It was very dangerous to approach a dead ship rashly in the dark sea.

But if the Hik tribe had not saved him, the Narwhal would have turned into a dead ship.

Since these indifferent giants have helped them, they are now killed and it is a bit unreasonable to run away directly.

"Audric, fly over and take a look." The bat soared into the sky and quickly circled around the turtle shell ship. He soon came back.

"Captain, the sound waves cannot penetrate into the turtle shell, there is no movement, it seems that there is really no one."

"Is it really a dead ship?" Charles thought for a moment, then came back and pulled the whistle.

"Woo~Woo~" the deep whistle of the Narwhal echoed in the dark ocean.

Pulling a whistle in unexplored waters is a very risky thing, because you don’t know what is underwater that will be attracted by sounds.

Looking at the tortoise shell that was still drifting with the flow, Charles waved his hand and signaled to drive the boat.

He has already done his best to achieve this point. It would be too much to send his crew there to find out if there are any living people.

"Da" Just as the Narwhale was about to set sail again, a square turtle shell suddenly lifted off to the left of the turtle shell ship, and its arm, which was as shriveled as a zombie, stretched out from it.

"Water..." The keen Charles heard the extremely weak voice.

Several iron wine pots containing fresh water were grabbed by bats and threw them in.

"Gudu~Gudu~" Several meters away, Charles could also hear the extremely hungry sound of drinking water. Hearing the sound, there was not a single person in the turtle shell ship.

Under the bright searchlight, a haggard giant of Haike, who was like a zombie, poked out from the turtle shell.

He opened his lips that were so chapped that he was bleeding and continued to shout quickly. "Water, give me water."

This time, Audrek hung over a large bucket, and the sound of violent sucking fresh water came from the turtle shell.

"Captain... There is a strong smell of corpse inside, and many people should have died." Audrek said softly with sharp teeth on his lips and leaning against Charles' ear.

"It is impossible to see that they are thirsty as if they are so terrified." Charles continued to look at the turtle shell ship in front of him.

Soon the haggard giant crawled out again and he asked for freshwater again.

Just when Bandage ordered the sailor to prepare fresh water again, Charles stopped him. "How many people are there on your boat?"

He really wanted to help, but helping does not mean that he did not consider his actual situation. The narwhal also needed tamsui, so he had to give priority to his crew.

"5, no, 6, the others are dead, we've been lost in Haze for a long time."

After quickly estimating the amount of fresh water used and the remaining number of days itinerary in his mind, Charles asked them: "How much fresh water do you Hik tribe need every day?"

"We only have three liters at the very limit."

"Very good, then I'll give you twenty liters of fresh water every day, and the fresh water on the boat is enough to keep us back to Broken Heart Island."

The man from the Hik tribe showed a hint of joy on his face. "Thank you, Captain. We will report your selfless dedication to the King of Broken Heart Island, and he will definitely repay you!!"

It doesn't matter if Charles is not. If someone saves him once, he can save him once.

"Can your boat move? If you can't move, throw the rope over and I'll take you away."

Soon, a funny scene appeared on the dark sea, a streamlined steamer pulled a large turtle shell.

Of course, in order to prevent accidents, Charles specifically made Audrek turn into a bat, hanging upside down at the stern of the boat, staring at him, and not being able to defend against others, and not being able to harm others.

Although he planned to save these people, he didn't think that these people must be good people. Maybe these guys were pirates from the Hik tribe.

In the first few hours, the two ships were in peace, but at the time of meal time, the opposite side made a strange request.

"Captain Charles, is there any excess salt in your ship in Shanghai? I need some."

"You have a shortage of food on your ship?" Charles asked the giant named Agino.

"We don't lack food, we only need sea salt, we can buy it from you with gold coins."

It was just a little salt, and Charles didn't care at all, so he asked Audrek to send a bag over.

In the next few days, the two ships were in peace and nothing abnormal occurred.

But on the fifth day, Charles always heard a hoarse and weird sound in his sleep, the sound of even tremolo with a "grizz" sound, which obviously didn't sound like a human being.

Charles thought his auditory hallucination had begun again, but soon he discovered that other crew members had such problems, and his attention immediately turned to the turtle shell ship.

Charles did not hide it and asked them in person.

"Captain Charles, don't worry, that sound will not come again in the future, and the previous sound will not have any impact on you."

Facing this reply, Charles said nothing. He glanced at the giant opposite him deeply and turned around and left.

Seeing Charles on the opposite side leave, Agino breathed a sigh of relief. He retracted into the turtle shell and crawled quickly between the beehive-like grids.

Just as he had just left, the ropes that linked the two ships to the ropes fell slightly for no reason.

Finally, Agino crawled down in front of the darkest corner. He spoke to the darkness in an extremely respectful tone: "Dear God Messenger, the humans in front of him, have sensed your voice in their dreams, please lower your voice."

"Gee giggle giggle ~" As the tremolo sounded, a monster with evil reflective skin crawled out of the darkness. The trumpet-shaped suction cup... the lizard-like body, lizard-like limbs bent to the ground, bent to the elbows.

Agino seemed to understand the meaning of the giggle and retreated respectfully.

Soon, he walked back with a half-decayed Hik tribe body.
Chapter completed!