"Lord Mo, it's not that I don't want to change the route, it's just that the route you requested will pass through the Devil's Triangle, which is a restricted area in the East China Sea. Countless fleets have disappeared there in the past hundred years. I can't risk so many lives.
Go gamble."
The middle-aged man in dark blue uniform had a grimace on his face. As an old captain with more than thirty years of sailing experience, he knew that when sailing on the unpredictable sea, he must strictly abide by the rules of this vast world.
These rules are iron rules that our predecessors spent many, many years and sacrificed countless lives to sum up. One of them is to never challenge the Devil's Triangle in the East China Sea.
"Hmph, according to the route you specified, it will take at least half a year to reach the Moro Kingdom in the South China Sea. Then I will not be able to catch up with their Zhailan Festival. Do you know how much money this will cost me?"
The man in golden attire was obviously extremely dissatisfied with the captain's words. He snorted coldly and clenched his right hand into a fist and smashed it directly on the table in front of him.
The other party's anger made the already silent captain even more afraid to express his anger, not because of anything else, but because the man in front of him, Mr. Mo, was the sponsor of this voyage, and the cargo he carried occupied all the space.
70% of the goods.
Moreover, the force behind the man in golden uniform is not only mysterious but also extremely powerful. The person behind the fleet also repeatedly asked the captain to meet all the other party's needs before setting off.
If he is offended now, not only will his position as captain be lost, but the fleet will also most likely suffer huge losses, and may even be directly squeezed out of the entire ocean navigation market. The consequences will be very serious.
"That's it. Change it to my route. Captain, don't worry too much. Although this Devil's Triangle is scary, it's not that no fleet can pass through it smoothly. The ships we use this time have all reached the military level.
Coupled with your rich experience, I believe that we will be able to deliver this batch of goods to Moro Country on time, right Captain?"
On the surface, it was giving confidence to the captain, but the threat revealed between the lines was also naked. Even if the captain insisted on his navigation principles, he could only nod and agree in this situation.
So without the knowledge of all the passengers, this huge fleet turned around and drove at full speed along a strange and rare route. What they were about to face was something that would make the entire fairy world talk about it.
A terrifying sea of color.
The voyage for more than ten days went smoothly. In addition to regular training, Li Mu also got to know many other passengers on the ship, including Ge Tian, who was responsible for the safety of the entire fleet.
"I really envy you rich kids. You don't have to worry about making a living. You also have endless resources for cultivation. Unlike casual cultivators like us, we can only earn a living by working as bodyguards for big forces."
This was the first sentence they said when they met. Ge Tian was a typical grassroots person. Relying on his unremitting efforts and not too bad luck, he finally reached the realm of infant transformation at the age of fifty.
threshold.
But compared to Li Mu, who is about to break through to the Infinite Realm at the age of twenty, he is indeed more than half a step behind. But Ge Tian also has his own arrogance. In his heart, if he had been born better, his achievements would have been higher than those of the rich kids.
Much more.
The first impression was not very good, but this did not affect the subsequent friendship between the two. After once again stopping the drunken troublemakers at the dance, Ge Tian finally realized that Li Mu was different from the playboy in his impression.
The two people who met like old friends soon began to cherish each other. After learning that Li Mu was the one who saved Qinglan City from the war, Ge Tian completely abandoned his original prejudice.
As the fleet went deeper into the East China Sea, the good weather with clear skies was gone forever. Although it was not a stormy sea, the flashing dark clouds and the continuous rain still made all the crew members nervous.
"Brother Ge, I remember that this route has been used for many years. It should be very safe. Why do I see that all of you are so anxious?"
In the bar late at night, Li Mu drank down the wine in his hand, patted Ge Tian who was already drunk and asked.
"Oh, let's not mention it. Little brother, you don't know. This route is originally fixed and has been repeatedly verified for many years. It is indeed very safe. Not to mention those dangerous sea monsters, even if it is
It’s rare to see strong winds and heavy rains.”
As if the pain in his heart was mentioned, under the influence of alcohol, Ge Tian instantly switched to chatterbox mode, and the bitter water accumulated in his stomach these days poured out.
"But who knew that the captain had temporarily changed the route this time. Although he swore that there would be no problems, who can be sure about things on the sea? Don't you think this is a joke on everyone's lives?"
"I have been following this fleet for so long, and it has always been safe and sound. But this time, I encountered a violent storm before I even left the East China Sea. The decks have been closed for several days. Anyway, I have the guts.
Bad feeling."
Ge Tian's complaint made Li Mu immediately wary. It stands to reason that a route that has been proven to be safe will not be changed easily. As the saying goes, there must be monsters when things go wrong.
Although he knew that the probability was low, in order to prevent someone with ulterior motives from causing trouble, or even another conspiracy of the "blood" organization, Li Mu decided to investigate the mystery of this route change.
Under Ge Tian's recommendation, Li Mu met the captain of the fleet on the second day. The man who had been with the sea for many years seemed to be worried at this time, which made Li Mu even more heartbroken.
"Master Li, there is absolutely no problem with the route selection this time. The temporary adjustment is just because the overall itinerary plan has changed. We should arrive at the port city of Moro City in the South China Sea two months in advance."
The captain's statement was extremely official and seemed to be a direct answer. In fact, it did not contain any valuable information at all. But the more it was like this, the more suspicious it became for Li Mu.
"Judging from the captain's performance, the change of route was not out of his will. It was a full two months ahead of schedule. Moro City, so is Moro City the key?"
With too little information in hand, Li Mu could not deduce what caused the experienced captain to take the risk, but his intuition told him that his peaceful life at sea might be coming to an end.
At the same time, the arrogant man in golden attire was kneeling in front of a pair of beautiful snow-white legs, with an expression on his face full of intoxication and confusion.
"Special envoy, please make up your mind. The old guy is very timid and will never dare to resist. We will definitely be able to reach the Moro Kingdom before the Ramadan Festival. For the sake of your dedicated efforts, please