Chapter 387: Revised - 356 Tang Sect
The sails were filled with sea wind, and the old dark-brown wooden bow cutting through the sea surface, splashing waves landing occasionally on the gently undulating deck.
Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.
The young Hua Mountain Swordsman Wu Ge grasped the railing, his face slightly pale.
He didn’t want to squeeze into the dark and damp lower cabin filled with the smells of sweat, foot odor, and mold; he preferred to stay on the deck.
With his excellent physique developed through years of martial arts training, he could barely withstand the dizzying sway of the ship, but seeing the distant black clouds that covered the sky and the thunderbolts falling amidst the storm, he couldn’t help but feel fear.
Even martial artists are just slightly stronger than ants in the face of the mighty forces of nature.
"Humph!"
Gray Rain stood on the bow deck, looking at the distant storm, seemingly recalling her days as an interstellar pirate, squinted her eyes and stroked the railing, wanting to recite a poem.
When her brain started thinking, a faint sound of CPU fan speeding up came from under her skirt. After racking her brains, she suddenly said, "South Sea, wide South Sea, sky as dark as old socks, MACHINE-CHECK-EXCEPTION."
Seems the CPU overloaded and blue-screened.
Li Cheng twitched his eye and quickly shook Gray Rain’s head, pressing her renzhong point to reboot her.