When Victor and the others came back with the water, Kent went up to meet him.
"Friends, is this water enough? If not enough, you can bring more."
"Thanks to the help of the leader of Kent, the tribe members are waiting for the water, so we won't disturb you."
Victor was a little confused that Kent's attitude was not as cold and tough as before, but now the transaction has been completed, and he must bring these life-saving water to the tribe members on the ship as soon as possible.
"Of course, but does the Victor patriarch need some other supplies?"
"What does it mean?" Victor was a little confused.
Uncle Kent explained calmly: "Life at sea is difficult. In addition to the necessary water, we can also provide precious fruits and food to ensure the health of the crew."
"And the sea is windy and heavy, and the ships are inevitably damaged. They always have to be repaired. The iron trees on our island have grown for four or five years, and it is difficult to find good wood in the entire Fenris. If the Victor patriarch needs it, we can also provide it."
"Of course, these need to be exchanged."
Victor was obviously stunned after hearing this, and he had only thought about water.
After hearing Kent say this, he remembered that if they could get enough supplies here, their ships would not consider the issue of supplies before the weather gets cold.
"Captain Kent, we do need supplies, but without iron, we can't give you weapons. Can we exchange other things?"
"It depends on what it is."
"Two barrels of wine!" As soon as Victor finished speaking, the Kent patriarch's eyes shone, and he hugged him, laughing:
"I'm so kind, my friend, you can take the wood on the island. Is it such a big bucket of wine?"
"How is it possible" Victor jumped,
Such a bucket can hold 600 kilograms of water, how could it be that much wine for Kent?
"The one who holds wine is a hundred kilograms of oak barrels."
The two bargained and finally decided on the number of transactions. The warriors of the tribe completed the transaction happily.
Uncle Kent also invited the other party to the banquet, and they only needed to provide wine.
Of course he was rejected. Victor would agree to such an outrageous invitation unless he had a pitfall in his head.
In the days after the people of the Thunder Wolf Tribe left, several more boats came one after another.
The tribe's iron trees are indeed very popular, and they exchanged a lot of iron and weapons for the tribe.
Very few people are willing to exchange wine. After all, wine can last for a long time and can be used as water to save lives at critical moments.
Before it was necessary, few tribes were willing to trade with wine.
...
Both Kent and the old pastor Falken thought the island would be difficult to survive this year, so they began to organize tribe members to carry supplies on the ship, and they would go on the island during the day and return to the ship to spend the night at night.
Lynn was assigned to a separate cabin with only one bed and a table, and a small window to open.
He could feel the change in the tribal atmosphere. The wine he exchanged was not used to hold a banquet, but was properly kept on the ship.
The water on the boat is changed every two days, and the pickled food and daily necessities have been brought on the boat.
Although the hunting team members would not have any fear of going out to sea, they would still be reluctant to leave the island where they live.
On the 45th day after the sea ice melted, when the sleeping tribe members were awakened by the violent vibration, everyone came to the deck.
In the dim light of the morning light, the huge peaks on the island were easily torn apart like toys in the hand of a god.
The rolling lava rushed into the sky with thick smoke!
It hit the ground like a heavy rain.
There are trees on the island, and the tribe's houses are swept away in pieces!
A loud "boom" sounded.
A shock wave like a nuclear bomb explosion spreads around.
The huge island was accompanied by a loud noise, splitting!
Slowly sinking into the seabed!
The ship was already far away from the island, but it was still stirred up by the huge waves that sank from the island.
When the ship stabilized, the islands that everyone had lived in for several years were gone on the sea in the distance.
Everyone was still silent at the sea.
"Rise the sail and set sail!"
Uncle Kent was high and his loud voice rang as always.
Just like countless times in the past, the voice of the patriarch always inspires everyone's fighting spirit!
With the injection of a heart-wrenching needle, the tribesmen suddenly became energetic.
"Yes, patriarch!" Everyone responded with a loud bang!
Bjorn stood beside Lynn, looking at Kent with a light flashing.
"Lynn, you said, when will I be like my father?"
"What's the same? The reason why Bjorn, the leader of Kent, convinced everyone was because he used his unfulfilled fighting spirit and extremely firm belief!"
Lynn turned to look at him,
"When you find it, you can do it too!"
Bjorn looked at Lin Neng after hearing this, a little confused. He couldn't understand what Lin Neng was saying, but he always felt that this was very important and kept it silently in his heart.
Lynn rubbed his hair and turned to raise his sail with his tribe members.
The Hammer raised the sails and sailed towards the sea along the sea breeze.
...
Life at sea will not be calm, and the salty sea breeze of Fenris will always be mixed with the smell of sulfur.
Although there is enough food and fresh water reserves on the ship, Kent still asks the tribe members to pursue the fish from time to time and catch them properly.
First, to reduce consumption, and to keep everyone busy.
The soldiers of these hunting teams are brave and fearless when fighting and are always energetic. But at the same time, they are always restless.
Not to mention being trapped in the cabin and not going out, even if they are not moving on the chair, it will be torture for them!
They spend most of the day on the deck.
In addition to fishing, it is just exercise and fighting.
It is said to be a battle, but it is actually a fight. Both sides give up their weapons and punch them, which consumes their excessive energy.
Kent always calls Lynn and Carl's young players to their side and teaches them how to observe ocean currents, wind directions, and changes in weather.
Look for fish and operate the rudder.
Lynn's learning ability is undoubtedly the most outstanding of all.
In addition, his current physique and spirit are far superior to those of ordinary people. Although he does not know which attribute affects his IQ, he obviously feels that his memory, calculation and understanding ability are much higher than before.
Often before Kent finished speaking, Lin Enjiu had already understood what he meant, and could learn from others, analyze the principles, list the conditions in his mind, and master them very thoroughly.
When he was free, Lynn always ran to the old pastor Falken.
He became more and more sure that the old man was definitely a mysterious figure.
Because once I saw with my own eyes, in order to delay the shelf life of fresh water, the old pastor jumped and jumped like a god, and then spurted out cold air from the wooden stick in his hand, freezing several buckets of fresh water into ice!
Lynn's eyes were straightened! What is this? Magic? Or witchcraft?
Did I come to the world not on the physical side, but on the magic side? Has my owl arrived?
Chapter completed!