The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

Two hours passed.

The malfunction of the ship was identified, but it couldn’t be fixed for the time being, yet the radio distress call that was sent out received a response, though it was not good news.

The nearest rescue ship would also not arrive until ten hours later.

Pei Yang glanced at his watch; it was three-thirty in the afternoon. Ten hours later would be night.

The danger in this sea area comes from two aspects: on one hand, the weather is unpredictable, with a very high chance of encountering extreme weather, and on the other hand, there are dangerous species such as jellyfish and sharks lurking in the waters.

After confirming there was an ample supply of water and food on board, Pei Yang decided to wait for rescue on the spot for the time being.

As time ticked by second by second, the light blue search and rescue vessel stood still on the vast sea surface like a statue.

With the arrival of dusk, the sea became increasingly detailed and tranquil, without even a ripple of wind, creating an eerie atmosphere.

Looking at the calm sea surface, Pei Yang felt increasing unease and picked up a pair of binoculars to scan the horizon.

But when he looked to the west, he froze, his expression instantly turning grave.