Such a yacht, which integrates modern industrial technology and can cut through the waves at any time and sail unimpeded, has disappeared in this port at some point, like ink that has melted after heavy rain and completely dissipated in the darkness.

In the pouring rain, the port where the yachts were docked was now empty, revealing a shocking vacancy in the chaos.

This feeling is like suddenly boarding an empty bus during a crowded period, or breaking into an empty parking lot during the evening rush hour, turning the original joy of surviving a disaster into careful thoughts.

Extremely uneasy.

"Where's the boat..."

Stuart suddenly woke up and said in a persuasive tone: "It must be...well...the ship must have sailed out of the port before the storm to find a safe haven!"

I think my eyes are full of helplessness.

In such heavy rain, when you can obviously stay at anchor and wait for the weather to clear, why would you risk your life and capsize your boat by forcing it to set sail and confront the oncoming storm head-on?

In the heavy rain, Gray was as small as a fallen leaf, but his body was moving freely on the beach. Rocks and dead trees bumped into him, but they could not hinder him in the slightest - Gray caught him firmly with his chest and back.

Attacking is as easy as a spring breeze.

"Gray, are you wearing..." I asked tentatively.

Alfred pretended to be cool and patted the rain, "Well, I have developed the prototype of the first-dimensional armor mentioned last time... The effect is that it is twice as good as expected.

Come on! This level of strength is not worth mentioning!"

I patted his torso curiously, and sure enough I felt the flexible and strong armor under the clothes. I obviously found that the thickness of this new equipment was not exaggerated, but its protective capabilities were already very good.

"Nice job!"

I said without hesitation of praise, "You have built what I mentioned in such a short time. It seems that the appearance of the Bat Armor is just around the corner! Has the defense of this thing been tested?"

Gray pretended to be humble and said: "I haven't tested it completely. I guess the upper limit is my normal blow."

That's good enough! Judging by Gray's destructive power standards, it won't be a problem to block ordinary unexpected attacks, but I don't know how the auxiliary combat and ergonomic design are.

But according to the two-dimensional setting, this part can be made up for by technical power, willpower, telekinesis, chakra, vest power, and even any other messy things!

Because the real otoko is to risk your life to ttk for the belief in mamoru's heart!

"Then let me try with a punch!"

I said enthusiastically.

Gray enjoyed the praise on Anshuang's face, and immediately panicked. He didn't know if he thought of those guys who were beaten by me, and immediately changed his words and said: "Boss... I think this test... I think we can come back later! I

Let’s talk about the clues we found first!”

Gray rolled his eyes and instantly changed a topic that we were both interested in.

"Okay, tell you quickly."

Gray had just run back and forth, using the hunting skills he learned in the tribe, to explore every corner of the harbor. To come back so quickly, he must have discovered some important clues.

"I found a broken anchor on the beach."

Gray said.

...Broken anchor?

Could it be that Kaye's ship disappeared because the storm tore off the anchor cable and caused it to drift out of control out to sea?

"No, this description is not quite appropriate...or maybe the situation is different from what you think..."

Gray tried to describe a second time what he saw.

"I did see the anchor on the beach, but the condition of the anchor is not quite right... Forget it, you guys come over and take a look!"

The young man who struggled for a while showed nothing but a lack of words, which was a pity.

Therefore, young people should study hard and learn knowledge well, so that they will not hold back such embarrassing words at critical moments.

Even when browsing some magical websites, you should read more content that increases your knowledge, and don’t click on some covers when you see them. After all, we are young and have a long way to go, so we must learn to exercise restraint and be devoid of desire.

, cultivate your moral character, and don’t degenerate at an age when you should be struggling.

Also, don’t ask me why I clicked in – I did it to persuade everyone here!

…………

Under the dark sky, the splashing rain is like a shower turned to maximum, and the gloomy sea turns into a bathtub filled with water. In such a persistent storm, tens of thousands of tons of rainwater are washed away, which should gradually submerge the world.

That's right...

But all three of us saw a strange anchor underwater.

The pole anchor made of forged steel is different from the old hook anchor. The anchor claw and the anchor shaft are a whole, and there is a horizontal bar perpendicular to the plane of the anchor claw. At this time, the single claw is deeply embedded in the soil, and the steel chain

Also tightly wrapped around the anchor, the two are interdependent, like a beautiful and solid work of art, demonstrating the only unchanging persistence in the chaos.

Stuart and I stared at this strange sight with our mouths open, but the shock quickly turned into the same confusion as Gray, a feeling that something was wrong but couldn't explain it.

"The anchor is intact... does that mean the chain is broken?" I said to myself.

Gray pointed at the anchor and said, "Judging from the scene in front of me, there should be a break. But this break does not look like a natural phenomenon..."

The heavy iron chain was somehow rolled onto the beach by the waves and was buried in the gravel of the reef. Gray soon found the other end, pulled it hard, and brought the chain to us.

"Look here."

Gray held the broken chain in his hand, rubbed the cut with his fingers and said firmly, "The surface is as smooth as a mirror. It is definitely not what it should look like when it is torn apart by a wave... It is more like being chopped open with an axe!"

The iron cable was cut open?!

So the disappearance of the Pegasus was a man-made result?!

Did someone do this on purpose...

My first suspicion was Miss Elliot, because I followed the clues to find this place, but the clues broke inexplicably. Even if I don’t know what the benefits of doing this are, as long as it is useful, then who will it benefit the most?

Useful, this person has an inescapable suspicion!

With suspicion, I just glanced at Stuart casually, and he immediately became extremely angry, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Elliot can't do this! She can't do such a thing either!"

Uh...it seems to be the same...

How could a weak woman like her swing an ax and cut off an iron chain as thick as an arm? And how did she hide the fact from Kay on the boat and get the boat away? Could it be that she was also born with supernatural powers?

The strong wind suddenly picked up again, causing us to stagger around. We quickly fell to the ground and waited for a long time before we managed to stand up.

When I was close to the beach, I just felt like I was spinning around in the storm, as if the whole world had turned into a small boat, about to capsize at any time in the strong wind and rain...

Wait a moment……

While lying down, I felt the water level and the sight distance, and a wave of doubt suddenly came to my mind...

Since the anchor is still firmly anchored in the water, shouldn't it be firmly locked in the rocks and soil on the seabed? How could we see it so easily! How could the iron chain holding the anchor be "scratched" uncharacteristically?

Going to the coast!

I suddenly stretched out my hand and tied the anchor chain to my hand in circles, testing the strength of the underwater anchor head, and slowly stood up from the ground relying on the pulling force, turning into a madman fighting a tug of war with the sea and the storm.

His voice was full of trembling and surprise.

It is impossible for someone to pull up the anchor and then fake it with this degree of solidity!

Then the anchor is intact, the chain is abnormally cut, the yacht is missing, and the storm is coming... There must be a reasonable explanation behind the existence of all these strange phenomena!

Since the traditional reasoning no longer works in this situation, we can only rely on social reasoning to solve the problem! After removing the erroneous ideas that have been eliminated, I found the most unlikely explanation logically, but the most reasonable explanation.

…

That means Kay himself cut the ship's cable, abandoned the anchor, and took the initiative to be involved in the storm?

Why would he do this in the face of this terrible storm! As a sailor, shouldn’t he know the horror of this storm best?

wrong……

There are also levels of horror...

What is more despairing than the known horror...

Is it the fear of the unknown...

"I see!"

I shouted suddenly.

"The seabed... is moving..."
Chapter completed!