HCB Chapter 264 Sea Beast
Chapter 264 Sea Beast
"Oh no, there's a sea monster!"
I don’t know who shouted first, but this shout instantly broke the silence on the boat and everyone fell into panic.
The convicts were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Some collapsed in the cabin, trembling, while others clung to the side of the ship as if it was their last straw.
Seeing this, Murong Ling'er frowned and quickly formed seals with her hands.
In an instant, her consciousness was like an invisible net, covering the oncoming sea beast.
Under Murong Ling'er's powerful spiritual control, several ferocious sea beasts seemed to be under a spell of immobilization, unable to move in the sea, their eyes full of fear and struggle.
"Everyone stay calm, don't be afraid!" Murong Ling'er shouted loudly. Her voice was crisp but powerful, reaching everyone's ears, making the originally panicked people calm down a little.
Chen Guangyan looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.
He never imagined that this seemingly weak woman possessed such powerful strength.
At this moment, he felt a spontaneous admiration for Murong Ling'er.
The ship continued to move on the sea. Time passed by minute by minute. Under the intimidation of Murong Ling'er, the sea beasts no longer dared to approach.
After a long time, the sea finally returned to calm, and Chen Guangyan and others, who had been worried, finally relaxed their tense nerves a little.
"Mr. Chen, you take a rest, I'll row the boat."
Seeing that Chen Guangyan had been rowing continuously for an hour, with beads of sweat on his forehead and his clothes on the back soaked with sweat, and he was exhausted and out of breath, Murong Ling'er took the initiative to step forward and take over the oar.
Chen Guangyan hesitated for a moment and was about to ask the girl if she could row a boat. Before he could say anything, he saw Murong Ling'er firmly grasping an oar in each hand and began to row skillfully.
The oars danced lightly in her hands, and the boat moved forward on the sea as fast as an arrow, and her movements did not seem unfamiliar at all.
Chen Guangyan stood there with his mouth wide open, swallowing back the words he wanted to say. He wiped the sweat from his neck with his sleeve and squatted aside, looking at the sea vigilantly while glancing at Murong Ling'er from time to time, his eyes full of amazement and curiosity.
As the boat swayed slowly on the sea, the tense nerves of some caring convicts gradually relaxed and they began to feel drowsy.
But Chu Lingfeng was not sleepy at all. His eyes were fixed on Murong Ling'er's figure on Chen Guangyan's boat from beginning to end.
At the same time, he did not dare to slack off at all and kept paying close attention to the movements on the sea to prevent any more accidents from happening.
Murong Ling'er was keenly aware of the fiery gaze, but she did not look back. She just faced the slightly salty sea breeze, stood upright at the bow, paddled continuously with the oar in her hand, and led the boat forward bravely.
I don’t know how long I rowed, but the sky turned pale and gradually brightened.
Finally, as everyone was eagerly waiting, the outline of an island appeared in their sight.
"We're almost there!" Chen Guangyan finally showed a relieved smile on his face.
During this long night, he did not dare to close his eyes for a moment, his nerves were always tense, for fear of any accidents.
Fortunately, under the protection of Murong Ling'er, this group of people were lucky and arrived at their destination safely and smoothly.
However, surprisingly, the fishing boat did not sail straight to the island as people expected.
You know, this is not an ordinary place. It is under strict surveillance, because everyone knows that there are naval patrols shuttling back and forth around this island at all times.
If anyone dares to rashly enter this sea area without the other party's permission, it would be tantamount to walking into a trap and seeking death, and will eventually end up with a miserable end of being beheaded.
When they were still quite some distance away from the island, the six small boats stopped in unison as if they had received some unified command.
At this moment, Chifeng and the others standing on the boat were all wearing the official uniforms worn by escorting officers, and on the chest of their clothes was embroidered a large word "押" in black letters on a white background.
Under the shining sunshine, the eye-catching Chinese character "押" seemed to exude an invisible majesty, so that the guards patrolling around the island could easily spot them even from a distance.
"Hey, look! Another group of exiled criminals are coming!" a sharp-eyed guard shouted.
"Yes! You've come at the perfect time! A lot of laborers have died on our island recently, and we're in urgent need of manpower to do the work!" another guard echoed.
"Then don't waste time, let them dock quickly!" the third guard urged.
The soldiers on patrol saw the ships in the distance and started talking.
After a while, a small boat came quickly from the direction of the island and signaled them to follow it and head towards the designated landing site.
Everyone's worries finally settled down at this moment, and the long and thrilling journey was about to come to an end.
Chifeng completed the handover procedures for all the fugitives in an orderly manner. During the process, although his negotiations with the island manager were not tense, they were full of subtle temptations.
Every detail and every line of dialogue affects everyone's future situation on the island.
Finally, the formalities were completed. Chifeng breathed a sigh of relief and turned to nod to Murong Ling'er and her group.
A thin, stern-faced steward walked over with stiff steps. His eyes were filled with indifference and impatience, as if the people in front of him were nothing but insignificant ants.
"Follow me!" The steward said coldly and walked forward on his own.
Murong Ling'er and her group could only follow closely, passing through one narrow alley after another that exuded a foul smell. They were surrounded by dilapidated buildings, the walls covered with moss, and some places had even collapsed, revealing the rotten wooden structure inside.
Finally, they came to an open space and saw a row of houses that were so dilapidated that they were almost crumbling.
These houses were barely built with rough wooden boards and thatch. Some of the roofs were sunken and the thatch drooped sparsely, as if a strong wind could blow them over.
The wooden boards on the wall were cracked and deformed, with gaps big enough to fit a fist through, and you could even see what was going on inside the house through the gaps.
"This is where you will live on the island from now on. Pick a room and settle in. Since you are new here today, I won't be assigning you any work for now."
After the steward finished speaking, he curled his lips, his eyes full of disdain. Without caring about anyone's reaction, he turned around and strode away. The sound of his footsteps echoed in the dead silent space, sounding particularly harsh.