Chapter 778 Boiling Pot
The huge setting sun is falling, and the slanting sunlight shines on the water like a golden sea.
The breeze blows and the sails are inflated.
The canoe moved alone in the ocean, slowly and steadily.
A pair of large, pale hands were soaked in the sea water, and the fingertips slid across the sea surface, leaving ripples that spread with the distance and eventually disappeared without a trace.
In silence, the white and wrinkled fingertips trembled slightly, and the five fingers suddenly came together and stabbed downwards!
“Crash!”
Water drops were like golden beads, falling one after another. The fresh little fish biting the thumb kept struggling in the palm. Unfortunately, the live broadcast was not turned on, so no one saw the miraculous scene.
Bifang opened his eyes, with dark circles under his eyes and bloodshot in the whites of his eyes. He sat up tiredly, leaning against the edge of the boat, looking at the struggling fish in his hand with surprise.
The action just now was completely subconscious. I sensed a creature approaching in a daze and reacted instinctively .
"Good luck."
Point Nemo is a biological desert, but it is not completely devoid of life.
Deep under the sea at Point Nemo, there are many bacteria and marine microorganisms that are not very dependent on nutrients. The survival of these organisms is completely dependent on hot springs in the deep sea, forming an extremely simple ecological chain.
Point Nemo, which is sparsely populated and has few predators, has become the safest and most reliable home for these marine bacteria and microorganisms.
Occasionally some small fish would get in and barely survive, but they were extremely rare.
Bifang's sensing ability has a boosting effect in water areas, with a range of up to a terrifying fifty meters. Any creature coming within this range can be directly sensed.
This is a semicircular sensing field with a diameter of one hundred meters. It has a very large coverage area and is simply a small radar!
But after three days of sailing at sea, it was the first time that we encountered small fish.
Perhaps the fish mistook Bifang's finger for food, and because it didn't want to starve to death, it had to come up and try its luck even though it knew something was wrong.
It's like a traveler who sees an oasis in the desert. He knows that the light and shadow are blurry and it might be a mirage, but he is forced to go because of his extremely thirsty and smoking throat.
The thumb and index finger changed into a circle shape, and with a strong grab, the entire fish gill was pulled out, and soon the fish stopped struggling.
Bifang strung fresh fish gills on a fishhook and threw it into the sea, hoping to catch another one.
The taste of shark patties is just average to begin with, and it becomes even more unpleasant if you eat it for a long time. It’s a rare opportunity to change the taste.
Yesterday's rainstorm lasted for a long time. Bifang fought in the wind and rain for the whole night, and his muscles were extremely sore. The consequence of excessive physical exertion was that he fell asleep after simply identifying the direction and pulling up the sail. He slept for the whole day and didn't know where he was.
The physical fatigue really made Bifang not want to move, and the excessive sleep made him dizzy, as if his brain was being pricked by needles. Perhaps it was not just because of oversleeping...
Bifang's eyebrows were twitching. He always felt as if there was a great crisis surrounding him, but he didn't know what it was.
What will it be?
Animal? Shark?
It's unlikely. Monsters are just rumors. The ecological chain can't support it. This is not a science fiction set.
Since it is not a living thing, the second biggest source of danger to survival can only be the natural climate. But we just survived a storm, so there doesn’t mean another one will come right away, right?
“A-choo!”
Bifang sneezed and became even more worried.
I seem to have a cold.
No matter what, let’s start the live broadcast first.
【Here it comes】
【Front row seat】
[Ah, is it sunset already ? ]
The audience who rushed into the live broadcast room saw the golden sunset at first sight, and it felt like it was about to end before it even began.
Fortunately, Bifang himself did not have such thoughts. He held up the small fish in his hand and said, "I was lucky before the broadcast. I just caught a small fish. This is not common in Nemo Point. I am a little reluctant to eat it."
But I think it's dead.
"Yes, psychologically I was reluctant to give it up, but my stomach told me that it was time to change my taste, so I had no choice but to agree."
Bifang held up the obsidian dagger and skillfully ripped open the belly.
【Good fellow! 】
[Indeed, sometimes I can’t get over my stomach.]
[It’s over. I’m already controlled by my stomach. Woo woo woo woo]
…
At noon on the eighth day, the air was hot and dry.
The temperature seemed to have risen, hotter than the previous few days. Bifang could feel a hint of warmth when he put his hand into the sea water, but the stinging pain between his eyebrows became more and more severe, as if something was moving wildly inside.
This is definitely not a good sign.
Bifang's heart was pounding and he looked up at the sky.
The sky is cloudless and sunny.
There are no clouds, no low pressure, and the air humidity is normal. It's just a little hot, but that's normal.
Many events have proven that my intuition is never wrong, so the danger is not the weather, but...
Bifang lowered his head and looked down. The sun was shining brightly at noon, and the ocean was clear. He could see about fifty or sixty meters without any obstruction.
Suddenly, a circle of tiny ripples completely different from the wind direction spread out on the sea surface. The ripples were very small, so small that they were almost imperceptible, but the highly alert Bifang caught them. At the same time, some unusual smells began to fill the air.
It was a faint stench, but it was obviously different from the common stench, more pungent, as if it could burst the olfactory cells, like a burning match head...
Heated sulfur!
The warm blood suddenly turned cold and Bifang's face turned pale.
"It's terrible."
[Oh no, what's wrong? ]
【What happened, what happened? 】
The sudden words left the audience confused.
"The volcano is about to erupt!"
Bifang shouted out directly without any time to explain. His muscles, whose pain had not yet completely subsided, had to go back to work. He picked up the oar beside him and started rowing.
At this moment, Bifang wished for another storm. Even if it was against the wind, it would be a good wind that could make him leave quickly!
volcano?
break out?
The incoherent words made the audience even more confused, but they soon understood.
As the initial ripples spread, waves of ripples began to appear on the sea surface, and the traces became more and more obvious, even the audience whose attention was no longer on the water noticed it.
Just as Bifang paddled twice and before he had time to go far, more anomalies began to appear.
【What is that? 】
[What the hell, a pillar? ]
An extremely conspicuous "pillar" emerged from the interior of the ocean, as if it was growing wildly in the ocean, and finally jumped to the surface of the sea. A bubble emerged and suddenly exploded, and an even stronger smell of sulfur exploded in the air.
Immediately afterwards, pillars appeared one after another, making people's scalps numb. The pillars reached from the sky to the earth and exploded on the sea.
The whole ocean was bubbling like...
A boiling pot!
