When Victor and the others came back with water, Kent greeted them.
"Friend, is this water enough? If not, you can bring more."
"Thank you Chief Kent for your help. The tribe is waiting for the water, so we won't disturb you."
Victor was a little confused that Kent's attitude was not as cold and tough as before, but now that the deal was completed, he had to bring the life-saving water to the tribesmen on the ship as soon as possible.
"Of course, but does Patriarch Victor need some other supplies?"
"What do you mean?" Victor was a little confused,
Uncle Kent explained calmly: "Life at sea is difficult. In addition to necessary water, we can also provide precious fruits and food to protect the health of the crew."
"Furthermore, the sea is very windy and rough, so ships are inevitably damaged, and they always need to be repaired. The iron trees on our island have been growing for four or five years. It is difficult to find good wood in Fenris. If Chief Victor needs it,
, we can also provide that.”
"Of course, these all need to be exchanged."
Victor was obviously stunned after hearing this. He had only been thinking about water.
After hearing what Kent said, I remembered that if they could get enough supplies here, their ship would be able to stop worrying about supplies before the weather got cold.
"Captain Kent, we do need supplies, but without iron, we can't give you weapons anymore. Can we exchange them for other things?"
"That depends on what it is."
"Two barrels of wine!" As soon as Victor finished speaking, the Kent patriarch's eyes shone, he hugged him, and laughed loudly:
"You're too polite, my friend. You can take the wood from the island. Is it such a large barrel of wine?"
"How is it possible?" Victor jumped,
Such a bucket can hold 600 kilograms of water. How could Kent be given so much wine?
"The wine is filled with oak barrels weighing one hundred pounds."
The two negotiated for a while and finally decided on the transaction amount. The warriors of the tribe completed the transaction happily.
Uncle Kent also invited the other party to the banquet. All they had to do was provide wine.
Naturally, he was rejected. Victor would only agree to such an outrageous invitation unless he had a hole in his head.
In the days after the people from the Thunder Wolf Tribe left, several more ships arrived one after another.
The iron tree wood of the tribe is indeed very popular, and a large amount of iron and weapons are exchanged for the tribe.
There are very few people who are willing to exchange wine. After all, wine can last for a long time and can be used as water to save lives at critical moments.
Few tribes are willing to trade wine unless necessary.
…
Both Kent and Pastor Falcon believed that it would be difficult for the island to survive this year, so they began to organize tribesmen to carry supplies to the ship. They stayed on the island during the day and returned to the ship to spend the night.
Lynn was assigned to a separate cabin, which had only a bed, a table, and a small window that could be opened.
He could feel the change in the atmosphere of the tribe. The wine exchanged was not used to hold a banquet, but was properly kept on the ship.
The water on the ship is changed every two days, and the pickled food and daily necessities have been carried on board.
Although my fellow hunting team members don’t have any fear of going to sea, they still feel a little reluctant to leave the island where they live.
On the 45th day after the sea ice melted, when the sleeping tribesmen were awakened by violent vibrations, everyone came to the deck.
In the dim light of the morning light, the huge peaks on the island were easily torn apart like toys in the hands of gods.
Rolling lava, accompanied by thick smoke, rushed into the sky!
It hits the ground like a heavy rainstorm.
Trees were lost on the island, and the tribal houses were wiped out in patches!
A loud "boom" sound came.
A shock wave like a nuclear bomb explosion spread in all directions.
The huge island fell apart with a loud noise!
Slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea!
The ship had long been far away from the island, but was still lifted up by the huge waves that caused the island to sink.
When the boat calmed down, the island where everyone had lived for several years was no longer visible on the sea in the distance.
Everyone was still looking at the sea in silence.
"Raise the sails and set sail!"
Uncle Kent's high, loud voice sounded as always.
Just like countless times in the past, the patriarch’s voice can always inspire everyone’s fighting spirit!
Injected with a boost of strength, the spirits of the tribesmen suddenly lifted up.
"Yes, clan leader!" Everyone responded loudly!
Bjorn stood next to Linn, looking at Kent with a twinkling look in his eyes.
"Lynn, tell me, when will I be like my father?"
"What's the same? Bjorn, the reason why the Kent patriarch convinces everyone is because of his unquenchable fighting spirit and unwavering faith!"
Lin En turned to look at him and said,
"When you find it, you can too!"
When Bjorn heard this, he looked at Lin En, a little confused. He couldn't understand what Lin En was talking about, but he always felt that these words were very important and kept them in his heart.
Lin En rubbed his hair and turned to raise the sail with the tribe.
The Hammer raised its sails and sailed to the sea following the sea breeze.
…
Life at sea will never be calm, and the damp and salty sea breeze of Fenris is always mixed with the smell of sulfur.
Although the food and fresh water reserves on the ship were sufficient, Kent still asked the tribesmen to pursue fish schools from time to time and catch them appropriately.
One is to reduce consumption and at the same time keep everyone busy.
The warriors of these hunting teams are brave and fearless when fighting and are always full of energy. But at the same time, they are also restless at all times.
Not to mention being trapped in the cabin without going out, even sitting still in a chair is torture for them!
They spend most of the day on deck.
Apart from fishing, there is also exercise and competition.
It is said to be a battle, but in fact it is a fight. Both parties give up their weapons and punch to the flesh, which consumes their excessive energy.
Kent always called the young team members Lynn and Carl to his side and taught them how to observe changes in ocean currents, wind direction, and weather.
Look for fish and operate the rudder.
Lynn's learning ability is undoubtedly the most outstanding among all.
In addition, his current physique and spirit are far beyond those of ordinary people. Although he does not know which attribute affects his IQ, it is obvious that his memory ability, calculation ability, and understanding ability are much higher than before.
Often before Kent has finished speaking, Lin Enjiu has already understood what he meant, and can draw inferences in his mind, analyze principles, and enumerate conditions. His mastery is very profound.
In her spare time, Linn always went to the old Reverend Falcon.
He became more and more certain that this old man was definitely a mysterious figure.
Because I once saw with my own eyes that in order to extend the shelf life of fresh water, the old priest jumped up and down like a god, and then sprayed cold air from the wooden stick in his hand, freezing several buckets of fresh water into ice cubes!
Linn's eyes widened! What is this? Magic? Or witchcraft?
Did I come to a magical world instead of a physical world? Has my owl arrived?
"Grandpa Falcon, seeing as how smart I am, can you teach me a lesson?"
