"Captain, is it a shark?" The curious Dipp pulled the door frame with one hand, putting most of his body outside the door, looking towards the sea illuminated by searchlights in the distance.

After quickly estimating the distance between the two sides, Charles judged that the fin was nearly two meters long.

He couldn't see how big the underwater body was because of the sea water.

"It's okay to stare at it. If there is no abnormality, don't worry about it." Char said with his traction tightly.

If it is just some giant human-eating sharks, there is nothing scary. Compared to other things on the sea, natural creatures are simply too cute.

Originally, Charles thought that both sides were just passing by, but more fins floated up from underwater.

They gathered together and swam toward the boat like flocks.

When they arrived in front of the boat, there were so many dense fish fins that made the crew members standing on the iron ship feel a little nervous.

The fins approached the boat, and the towering edge blocked Charles's view.

"Dip, come and take the helm."

Charles, who had freed his hand, quickly walked to the edge of the boat, poked his head out and looked outside.

Instead of swimming forward, the fins began to circle around the hull.

Not only the Narwhal, Charles looked at a exploratory boat on the left and found that there were also fish fins rotating beside its boat.

"Why are sharks still in groups? Dolphins should be the ones who like to travel along the boat, right?"

Richard's voice, which had not appeared for a long time, popped up in his mind abruptly.

There is nothing that is more unacceptable to hiding in your mind that wants to kill yourself.

"Get back! You promised it yourself!" Charles' hideous roar, shocking Dipp, who was in charge of the helm.

He was trembling and headed towards Charles. "Captain? What's wrong? Is something going on?"

Hearing the sound in his mind no longer sounded, Charles, with a gloomy face, said to Dipp: "Let the engineer burn the turbine to the maximum, we rush out. No matter what these things are, we don't have time to play with them."

Thick black smoke with Mars emerged from the Narwhal's chimney, and its speed soared instantly, and Charles's sleeves swayed slightly from the sea breeze.

The fins seemed to want to keep up, but their speed was obviously not as fast as the Narwhals, and the steel hull hit them hard.

The huge harsh ears of rubbing the blackboard with his nails came out from underwater, allowing everyone on the boat to subconsciously cover their ears.

The scene of flesh and blood being crushed by steel did not appear, but the Narwhal trembled suddenly.

Although the process was a bit tortuous, Charles' goal was achieved, and the narwhal finally broke through the encirclement of the fish fins.

"How could the fins be so hard! What the hell is it in the water!"

Charles rushed to the stern and looked at the fins that time he was chasing the fishing fins. When he saw some silver tin hanging on the fins, he had a terrifying guess in his heart.

At the same time, the fins that were rotating around another exploration ship in the distance rose. As this change occurred, the huge black body under the fin was also exposed to Charles.

The pure black barnacle-covered flesh and blood connect rows of fish fins. As the flesh shakes, the fish fins move back and forth uniformly.

Charles reacted instantly, those were not fish fins, those of the teeth of some sea monster!”

The waves were knocked away by the big mouth, and the hideous giant mouth, which was bigger than a exploration ship, appeared in front of Char.

"Clang!" The teeth suddenly closed and fell into the hull. The huge hideous mouth bit the steel ship and was about to drag it into the dark water.

"Damn it! They want to swallow that ship!"

Charles rushed back to the cockpit and rushed towards the ship on the Narwhal.

"Lily, prepare the shell! Hit hard at the things in the water!"

"Well, I understand! I'm amazing!"

As the mouse quickly controlled the deck cannon began to exert its power, various shells quickly flew towards the hideous mouth that had risen in the distance.

The ferocious big mouth was hit by a shell, and the black and purple blood quickly spread in the sea.

Facing the food that reached the mouth, the big mouth seemed to be unwilling to give up and dragged it into the water desperately. But Lily's shells made it not even a chance to give up.

The violent explosion kept tearing the flesh and blood of the big mouth, and soon, the big mouth, which was torn into a broken sack, fell weakly on the water.

Charles pressed the whistle and wanted the escaped ship to follow him to save the other ships. The orange-looking exploration ship responded quickly.

Charles took this exploration ship and began to continue to rescue the other captains, with more and more ships next to him.

Of course, not all ships need to be rescued. Those who dare to explore the island have a few brushes.

Several exploration ships didn't know what to do to kill the big mouth, including Feuerbach's Wave Razor.

In the end, all seventeen ships successfully escaped, left the sea area stained with blood and continued to set out.

All the crew members on the ship cheered, delighted that they had overcome this difficult time.

The crew were happy, but the captains thought more. They didn't expect to encounter such a big trouble before they reached the target point.

Although no ship sank, some unlucky ships were severely damaged by the big mouth, and a lot of cargo was dropped in the water during this period.

Charles looked at the ship in the distance, and after thinking for a while, he turned to the vampire sailor beside him and said, "Audrek, go and inform the other captains on the ship and let them come to my captains assemble. I need to know their losses."

The vampire sailor on the side nodded, spread his cloak and kicked the edge of the boat, turning into a bat and flying out.

One by one, one exploration ship after another, and the captains with different appearances walked into Charles' captain's room.

As they sat down on the stools that had been prepared, the entire captain's room seemed a little crowded.

Charles did this and was not asking for trouble. The amount of other people's supplies at sea also affected himself.

The guy who eats seafood is not very moral bottom line.

In this dilemma at sea, when there is no food or fuel on the ship, in order to return to the port alive, it is almost a must-have option for the companions next to you.

This is true for the companions, not to mention their temporary fleet.

"Start with you, boy, how about your freshwater and fuel loss?" Charles, holding the notebook, pointed at the captain with the largest and most fierce face.
Chapter completed!