The merchant ship returned to its original position, and they were swung around and met the young man again.

The helmsman was thrown out by sex and almost kissed a face. He screamed and rolled and crawled backwards.

"Everyone! Get out of the cabin!" The captain stood on the stakes tied with ropes and shouted an order.

The white wind was so fierce that he couldn't open his eyes.

After shouting, he was pulled by someone, and a large number of crew members jumped into the cabin with well-trained training.

A large number of people fled in a hurry, but they did not retreat but advanced instead.

He walked a few steps towards the white wind wall, as if he wanted to see something...

"Stop looking! I'm afraid of life?" The first mate roared in Chinese again and pulled him hard: "Go down!"

In the blink of an eye, the decks of the three merchant ships were cleared and everyone got into the cabin.

The crew immediately sealed the trap door and grabbed the rope on the door and sat on the stairs, with blood-colored faces.

The first mate leaned against the rope and gasped for a while, and his horror was finally settled.

"What is that?" he asked. "I was anxious and chaotic just now, and I didn't even see clearly, just trying to push people down."

Di Li hung on the same rope as him and said angrily: "Your angels, come and see you off."

First mate: "…"

He finally began to doubt the truth of the legend and shouted angrily: "Captain—"

The captain just yelled that he was lacking in oxygen, and was now grabbing a hat and fanning the air. He also looked shocked by the little white face, not very happy.

"What's wrong?" asked the captain.

The first mate said: "Where did you hear the legend? Isn't the difference between the reality?"

The captain spat, his face full of slutty: "If the legend can be verified, is it still called a legend?"

Di Li couldn't understand the bird's singing, but he could understand it roughly based on his expression.

He asked the first mate carefully: "Can you ask your captain, what else has the legend mentioned? Is there anything more details?"

He knew very well that the clues in NPC must not be the most direct, so he likes to use legends, notes, maps, last words and other guises.

It doesn't matter if there is a little error, just have enough information.

Di Li held a little hope.

The first mate asked a few more questions, turned to explain in Chinese: "I asked, nothing is left. Those legends were from a long time ago, and the content was vague. I just said a few words tossed and turned, and the captain said that they told you all."

Di Li was fucked and scratched his hair and worried.

The first mate said: "I'm really sorry, it made you happy in vain."

Not only the candidates, but also the crew.

They thought they could leave this deserted island, but they didn't expect to be beaten back to their original form at the critical moment.

The cabin was covered with a low air pressure, and the clouds covered the roof.

Di Li counted with his fingers and said unbelievingly: "The three merchant ships returning to the ship have been repaired."

"We have counted the most precious goods and confirmed that there are no more."

"What you eat is tied up on the boat and can still be regenerated by itself. The three-ship people can eat as long as they sail."

"As for heating fuel, you have prepared enough, and it will be used for a long time if you save some money."

"...what else is missing? It's not missing."

Wu Li's white coat is really thin, and she is leaning against Shu Xue to keep warm.

She sat on the steps, rubbed her arms for a while, and took out a recorder from her pocket.

"You still carry this with you?" Shu Xue was a little surprised.

"There are many meetings, but work needs it." Wu Li fiddled with the recorder and released a recording.

[In 1957, three Dutch merchant ships were trapped by the frozen sea while passing through Russia and temporarily docked on an unknown desert island, waiting for the long winter to pass. This is the 8th month of their life here, and there are 15 days left before the end of winter when the sea surface ice is melted. Please ask candidates from all groups to help all the merchant fleet return smoothly.]

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

This is the original title of the question that was played on the day I just entered the stone cave.

They actually felt a little strange now.

People’s memories are magical, and they always subconsciously focus on one point. The key they focus on is to “send the merchant fleet back.”

Other previews and modifiers are regarded as subtle details and are automatically ignored.

Now I listen to it again, Brother Li was suffering from an occupational illness and immediately spoke: "I'll just pick a word, all the staff of the merchant fleet..."

He added accent to the word "all".

Di Li removed his neck from the rope: "Yes...yes! All! The crew members here cannot be called all in strict terms, and 8 dead ones must be added!"

When they were excited, the young faces outside seemed to be excited too.

The wind slammed the cabin and shook it.

Everyone shrank their necks and pressed down their voices.

"What do you mean?"

"After this cat, wait for the angel to disperse before going out. Take those crew members away."

Before, they were afraid of the late night on the deserted island, because every night, someone would be given to octopus for dinner.

Now that the octopus has become a meal by itself, the threat is gone, so it’s okay to stay overnight.

When they were happy, they did not participate.

He borrowed a pocket watch from the captain and was looking at the portrait inside.

This pocket watch was actually brought back by him.

He picked it up in the cabin where the octopus was eating. Seeing that the pattern was similar to the things commonly used by the crew, he gave it to the first mate. Unexpectedly, he turned around and fell into the captain's hands.

But what he cared about was not these, but the person in the portrait.

It was a half-sided image of a long-haired man, with deep eyebrows and high nose, and slightly pulled down the corners of his mouth, which looked a little serious.

What’s more special is that there is a small mole on the top of the man’s lips, and there is also one in the “hair” on the left eyebrow.

No matter how vivid the portrait is, it will be somewhat different from the reality, but these two moles will not.

You "Huo" thought of someone the moment he saw him.

No, to be precise, it's a face-

The first face he saw under the ice when he was patrolling the island with Qin Jue.

The pale face looked up at him for a long time. He clearly remembered that there was a mole on the other person's lips and in the eyebrows. It looked eighty-slightly similar to this portrait, and it was probably the same person.

You "Huo" asked the captain: "Who is this?"

The captain's usual happy expression disappeared. He lowered his eyes and took the pocket watch, rubbing his thumb against the edge of the portrait.

After a moment he raised his eyes, returned to his usual relaxed expression and said, "m\nvader."

You 『回』: "…”

He turned around and called the first mate over.

The first mate translator said: "This is the captain's father and also the captain of the merchant fleet."

His words attracted the attention of the candidates.

After he finished speaking, everyone realized that there had been many captains in the merchant fleet over the past century, and Barents' father was one of them.

He joined the fleet at the age of 18. Because of his outstanding ability and strict work, he became the captain of the merchant fleet at the age of 23. He has been in the wind and waves for many years and has successfully delivered countless goods.

At the age of 29, he and his fleet encountered a storm and were buried in the sea.

At that time, the current Captain Barents had just turned 4 years old.

The blood of the navigator flowed in the bones of the Barents and was destined to join this fleet.

The year he became the captain was exactly 23 years old, just like his father.

Over the years, he occasionally had some fantasies, and maybe one day, he could find traces left by his father in the sea.

But he never found it until today, until just now...

When he boarded the ship, he saw the iron box and pocket watch piled in debris, exactly the same as in his childhood memory.

After thirty years, it got what it wanted.

***

Even though they knew they were only part of the question, the candidates were still a little moved.

They digested sadly for a moment and suddenly realized a problem.

"So those little ones-" Di Li gave himself a mouth and changed his mouth: "These... are all crew members who died here? Are they from this merchant fleet?"
To be continued...