The seasickness continued for everyone until the fourth day.
Having been tormented by seasickness for days and not sleeping well, Ma Hongjun and the others had dark circles under their eyes, weakly sipping sweet and sour berries to suppress the nausea, and were still slowly adapting.
It was early morning, and a faint mist filled the sea, obscuring the direction and scenery ahead. Only old sailors could expertly navigate and maintain course, of course, and Tang Sui, the bug with her own system.
The crew, as usual, brought up the prepared breakfast.
Breakfast consisted of black bread, fish soup, a bit of smoked salmon, and caviar – a standard maritime breakfast.
Ning Rongrong, not quite accustomed to caviar, felt the explosion of flavor on her taste buds, a mix of caviar with a faint fishy smell. She frowned and only managed to suppress the taste by drinking the fish soup.
As a hearty breakfast was nearing its end, Tang Sui glanced at a crew member who solicitously approached, asking if they needed anything else. Hearing Tang San shake his head and decline the offer, he then said to them, "The morning air is the freshest. Why don't we go to the deck for some fresh air together?"
Ma Hongjun's spirits immediately lifted. He shot up from his chair, feigning to straighten his clothes, and said heartily, "Let's go! To the deck to get some fresh air!"
Oscar also stood up. Although the dark circles were still there, after three days and nights of torment, he now had a certain immunity.
Dai Mubai extended his hand, pulling up Zhu Zhuqing, whose complexion was still not great. As he looked up, his gaze met Tang San's for a brief moment before they both looked away.
The group shuffled out of the cabin and onto the deck.
By now, the morning mist had almost entirely dissipated, and the view at sea had become clear. The ship, which was not sailing but anchored, was noticeably still.
Tang Sui scanned the empty deck. Even the crew members who usually kept a vigilant watch on the sails were not at their posts.
"How was breakfast for you, esteemed guests?"
Heidel's voice came from behind them.
Captain Heidel, wearing a black pirate hat, and seven burly crew members approached the Shrek Nine Devils.
At this moment, everyone was on the deck.
Tang San looked at the hypocritical smile on Heidel's face and the undisguised greedy gazes of the crew behind him. He narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "Captain, why has the Sea Demon stopped?"
"Naturally, it's because the destination of your voyage has arrived." Heidel's smile now carried a hint of cruelty. Suda Novel Network.
Ma Hongjun pretended to be foolish, raising his hand to his forehead and looking around at the boundless sea. "Has Sea God Island arrived? Where is it? Where is it!"
Xiao Wu's eyelids twitched. Fatty, your acting is too bad.
Heidel, who had no suspicions and looked at the "naive" Ma Hongjun, chuckled. "Sea God Island isn't here, but you can consider it the destination you'll be going to after you die!"
"What do you mean?" Dai Mubai took a step forward, his expression unfriendly, blocking his companions.
"It means you will all die in these waters today! Judging by the time, the effects of the medicine should be wearing off soon." Heidel did not hide his intentions, even smiling smugly as he counted down with confidence: "3, 2, 1—Do... huh?"
His smug expression froze as he saw the group looking at him with expressions of utter speechlessness, as if he were an idiot. He retreated two steps cautiously, "You, how could you—"
"You mean the breakfast you laced wasn't effective?" Xiao Wu sneered, clenching her fists and making a crisp sound.
"Impossible! When I went over midway, you all clearly ate something!"
One crew member said in disbelief, another chimed in, "Yeah, I saw you all eat too, how could it be..."
Tang San smiled slightly. "Actually, I've been paying attention to you all since the first day we set sail."
"When I spoke with you, you claimed you weren't soul masters, just people with some skill and the robust physique that comes from living by the sea for years. But with a little questioning, you, as the captain, gave yourself away."
"For example, you claimed not to be soul masters, yet your every word revealed your knowledge of soul masters. Although I don't know what method you used to conceal your soul power, soul masters and ordinary people are ultimately different."
"Frankly, Xiao Ao and I were a bit troubled about whether we might endanger others when choosing a ship, but your appearance perfectly compensated for that safety disadvantage. Moreover, your actions also revealed that you are not innocent people, but executioners who have committed countless wicked deeds!"
Looking at Tang San's calm eyes, which seemed deeper than the sea, Heidel became enraged.
"So what if you've seen through us? This is the sea's domain. You landlubbers, even if you are soul masters, you will still die! Everyone, attack!"
As soon as he spoke, the crew members, led by Heidel, simultaneously released their sea spirit beast martial souls.
Circles of brilliant soul rings lit up. Heidel, as a Soul King, was undoubtedly the strongest among them.
His first mate was also a Soul Elder. The other six crew members were Great Soul Masters and Soul Masters. For an ordinary team, this group with an advantage in numbers and soul power was quite strong.
Heidel, who had not taken Tang San and the others seriously from the beginning, did not believe they could defeat them.
First, they were land soul masters, and this was at sea.
Second, they were just a group of rich kids, barely in their twenties. How strong could they be? The strongest young people he had seen in their twenties were only at the Soul Master and Soul Elder levels, with few Soul Kings. How powerful could they be?
Thinking this, Heidel's gaze became more excited. "Boys, don't let any of these big fish go! Kill them all!"
Looking at their arrogant faces as they released their soul rings one by one, Tang San said, out of topic, "If they were soul masters, three people would be enough to operate this ship normally. More people wouldn't be of much use."
"Forget it, brother, even if we wanted to make an example, I don't trust them," Tang Sui retorted.
As she said this, she had already raised her hand. As they charged forward after their martial souls manifested, the shadows beneath their feet churned, instantly transforming into a deadly black marsh, dragging them in without exception and devouring them.
"Sui Sui, wait!"
Tang San flicked out a Blue Silver Emperor, deftly wrapping it around Captain Heidel's arm, who was already half-submerged, and began a tug-of-war with the shadows. "We still need someone to steer the ship."
"Steering is something I already know how to do." Tang Sui's casual words made everyone's pupils shrink, especially Heidel. He stared in horror at Tang Sui, who looked calm and not at all boastful. The last word he managed to choke out, "you," became his life's final utterance. He never imagined that in the end of this farce, he would be the clown.
—Author's Notes—
Continuing to grind in Teyvat~ See you tomorrow la la la~