The howling wind blew by, and the mountain promontory stood tall in the storm.
There is no strange fog, only patchy lightning and hazy light deep in the dark clouds.
It's early morning now.
This storm that doesn't know when to stop will undoubtedly hinder Lu Li's footsteps, whether he sets out now or waits for it to end.
Lu Li temporarily went to the bridge to check the compass and communicator. The former returned to normal and provided guidance, while the latter only made a sizzling noise.
An unexpected surprise was that he found a poncho, a dagger and a flintlock in the cabinet in the corner - they could allow Lu Li to walk further in the storm.
Not wasting any more time, Lu Li took a few cans and medicines that were easy to carry, filled his water bottle, and braved the storm to walk along the sloping deck to the side of the ship.
It was like a noose hanging from a dead man swaying in the rain. Lu Li climbed up the rope frame, cut the heavy soaked hemp rope with a dagger, returned to the deck and tied it to the guardrail of the ship.
Before leaving the Immortal Giant, Lu Li looked outside the ship again.
The steep mountain headlands appear and disappear in the lightning, and the abundant water vapor moves from bottom to top with the strong wind and waves.
The steam car in the cabin cannot be used again, and steam cars of this era cannot cope with the harsh environment.
Taking a deep breath, Lu Li bit the new oil lamp, held the rope and turned over the side of the ship, sliding down the rugged reef area against the strong wind rushing up along the reef.
In addition to the loud roaring of the waves, there was also the faint sound of gurgling water, and the surging sea water broke through the bottom and poured into the big ship.
Another wave of waves receded, and Lu Li took the opportunity to fall into the reef and trek towards the distant mountain cape. Then, new waves gathered offshore, hitting the reef and the back again.
Lu Li was pushed forward by the impact weakened by the rocks. Before he fell, Lu Li let go of the oil lamp and stretched out his hands to hold on. The rough and sharp rocks did not leave any scars on his head, but a cut was made on his palm, and the oil lamp was also swept up by the waves.
Walk.
With no time to worry about the loss, Lu Li stumbled deeper into the reef area before new waves came in. The waves here could only wash away Lu Li's legs.
Lu Li took a short break at a sunken rock wall sheltered from the wind under the headland.
The poncho was almost useless and could only weakly prevent the loss of body temperature. Lu Li, who was soaked all over, soon felt the cold - unable to make a fire, he could only let the loss of body temperature occur.
Just a storm made it difficult for Lu Li to move.
Cultivated Garden made a mistake.
With a cursed title and a businessman, the real Lu Li would not be so embarrassed.
After taking shelter from the wind and waves, and waiting for his body temperature to recover, Lu Li got out of the shelter, clung to the rock wall, climbed up the rugged rocks, and left the noisy reef area where the storm was raging.
A wet figure gradually climbed up the mountain promontory, and lightning flashed across the dark rainy night, illuminating the wet figure and an unknown dry forest.
Amidst the dull thunder, Lu Li walked into the dry forest, relying on the sparse woods to block the violent wind and rain, and walked along the coast amidst the distant sound of waves.
Another bad thing brought about by the storm is low visibility. Lu Li cannot see the terrain. Is it just a cape, a peninsula, or an island. He can only look for villages along the coast.
If the storm at sea had not caused the ship to deviate from its course, he would have been able to approach the town that Cultivated Garden asked him to go to by heading south along the coast.
And stop by Wanghai Cliff to investigate the black ring and spiritual sculpture.
But it would be best to encounter a village or town along the coast so that Lu Li would not be hungry, cold and lost in the storm.
The strong wind blew over the woods and howled strangely. Lu Li walked through the woods, sorting out the food he still had on him - all the cans were gone, but the dagger was still there, the kettle was still there, and the flintlock gun in the holster was also there.
When he took it out, the barrel of the gun was dripping with sea water. After hesitation, Lu Li put away the flintlock gun again.
This is after the farmland lost contact and before the black ring rose. There should be survivors on this land.
Flintlock guns have a deterrent effect on humans, even the aborigines of the Farmland.
The wound on his palm was difficult to see clearly, but the stinging pain never disappeared. Fortunately, the day was not the time for strange activities - Lu Li walked through the woods, and an unexpected bay lay in front of him.
The beach in the storm can hardly reflect the place where the ship ran aground in the memory. On the map of the farmland in memory, you can see the capes, woods, bays and other land surfaces everywhere.
But Lu Li does have a way to narrow down the scope.
The inlet next to Bay Town originates from Lake Mars - a freshwater lake.
Approaching the coast along the shoal formed by erosion, the sound of rushing water gradually became clearer than the heavy rain. Lu Li stood by the shoal that was as cold as rain, holding up the river water and bringing it to his mouth, frowning at the bitter saltiness.
This surging glacier was formed by sea water.
When Lu Li was thinking about where he was, a huge wave suddenly rose up from the inlet that seemed to be only a few meters deep. The shadow hidden in it swallowed him up without warning, and he sank into the inlet filled with turbid sand, and the water suddenly returned to rapids.
Suddenly plunged into darkness and softness, Lu Li stretched out his limbs - causing Lu Li, who slid down with the sea water, to get stuck in his throat or the narrow opening in front of his stomach.
As the void-like darkness enveloped him, Lu Li grabbed the dagger, let it get stuck, and then stabbed it into the flesh wall.
The dark disaster is approaching, and Weird cannot take the initiative to spit out food, so he must take action.
The damage from inside and outside caused the wall of flesh and blood to twitch and roll. Lu Li held on to the dagger tightly and allowed the strange fish to roll and cause more damage to itself.
Gradually, the deepening wound began to be mixed with a fluorescent milky white mucus.
But there was too little, and the whispers in the dark depths almost swallowed up Lu Li.
At this moment, Lu Li let go of the dagger and struggled to get into the wound where fluorescent mucus was gushing out, letting the fluorescence cover his body.
When Lu Li drilled through the flesh wall and came to a cavity, he saw a brain full of ravines.
He came to the brain cavity of the strange fish.
The fluorescent sticky substance stuck to his body squirmed and turned into tentacles, connecting Lu Li and his brain. Some hazy perception enveloped Lu Li's consciousness, and disappeared as he frowned and pulled out the leech-like tentacles.
But soon, more fluorescent goo wrapped around Lu Li's body like tentacles, engulfing him.
The strange fish rolling at the bottom of the river gradually regained its composure. Like a newborn fry, it stiffly swung its fins and tail, gradually became more proficient, and swam up the river.
…
Wow——
Tidal waves suddenly surged onto the river bank. A strange fish rushed out of the river, fell and stranded on the shore.
Pat pat pat——
The fish's tail twitched and smashed out a deep pit, and the strange fish's eyes gradually bulged and suddenly opened.
Lu Li's figure crawled out of his eyes covered in wet mucus. Most of them were washed away by the rain, while a few formed sticky tentacles to absorb flesh and blood. Lu Li pulled them out with a groan.
The flintlock was gone, and only the medicine wrapped in a bag remained.
After pulling out all the tentacles, Lu Li returned to the strange fish's head and dug out the two evil spirit chess pieces left in the strange fish's brain. After a slight pause, Lu Li stuffed the Doomsday Apocalypse and the Apostle into the unhealed wound.
After doing all this, the exhausted Lu Li fell back into the pool of water mixed with blood. At this moment, there was suddenly a sound of treading water in the rain curtain, followed by screams and approaching sounds.
Before he realized what was happening, the stinging pain of falling into an ice cave made it difficult for Lu Li to breathe.
A harpoon pierced Lu Li's abdomen from behind and pinned him to the river bank.
