Dream Guide

There is an additional file named "church" in the Ghost folder, all of which are in original English. But this is not a problem for Aoki. His English is very good, so good that he can even understand some English slang that does not belong to this era. Although he was also baffled by the fact that he knew many foreign languages, it was not a bad thing after all.

The document in the file is indeed Captain Church's diary, but the diary is not very long. It stands to reason that the scientific research ship has been out for so long, and the captain likes to write diaries, so there shouldn't be only a few entries. I don't know if the diary is too damaged after being soaked in water and difficult to repair, or if useless information is filtered out and only this much is left.

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Church's Diary 1

The winter in New Zealand is not very cold. Look, my first mate, Anderson, only wore a vest outside his shirt. His sleeves were rolled up high, revealing skin as bronze as his face. But I know that's not the case with him. He is wearing white clothes!

He took the fishing rod and bucket and went fishing again. To be honest, his fishing skills are not very good. His fishing method is only suitable for fishing on a small boat in Venice. This is the sea, and the fish in the sea are not as docile as in the river. But Anderson didn't listen to me. He just liked to use his small pole and bucket and sit on the rocks or the side of the boat like an old man. I know that he doesn't care if there are fish or not, he just enjoys that feeling. Although he looks like an old kid, he is an old sailor and has rich experience at sea. If he was not so keen on fishing, I think he would have become a captain long ago! Instead of still being my deputy to this day, maybe I can be his deputy!

We've been in the Port of Oakland for two weeks, and the Discovery has been refueled and equipped with some new gear. The reason why we haven't left yet is because we still have to wait for an important person - the captain of this scientific expedition team - Mr. Stephen Robbins.

I don’t know who this gentleman is, but the whole ship is waiting for him. He must be a great person. But I don't care whether he is a saint or a god, I just hope he can have a good temper and not be like Mrs. Larry who has already boarded the ship with a straight face all day long, as if everyone owes her two hundred pounds.

Of course I know that the Discovery is a scientific research ship, and the people here are scientists and professors. I respect them and wish them good luck. But on the ship, they all have to listen to me about sea navigation, otherwise everyone will be in big trouble.

To be honest, I'm not too happy with the name of this ship. Isn’t Discovery the name of an aircraft? I can't remember whether it went to Mars or Pluto, but it must be a child released by NASA. I think it is better to name sea ships after navigators, such as the Magellan or the Zheng He. The names of these heroes who conquered the ocean are enough to scare all the monsters and monsters in the sea. And Discovery? It seems that what we are going to is not the sea, but the starry sky, another universe. Oh my god, why do I feel vaguely uneasy? What's wrong with me!

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Church's Diary 2

How prosperous Auckland looks! If I hadn’t sailed in the Pacific all year round, I would never have believed that the entire New Zealand was actually just an island. Of course, compared to where we are going now, the island of New Zealand is big enough.

In the days leading up to my departure from the Port of Oakland, I had been observing my crew and trying to get on with them. You know, we're still going to be on the boat together for many days.

The destination of our trip is 1,750 nautical miles away from the Port of Auckland, and it will take at least 6 days for the Discovery to get there. This is under the condition that Poseidon will bless everything smoothly. However, sailing on the sea has never been so smooth, just like today, it suddenly started snowing. This is nothing at all. The New Zealand Meteorological Service told us not to worry. There will be no severe weather within the three hundred nautical miles outside Auckland Port in the next few days, just a cold snow drift.

But we are going to a distant place 1,700 nautical miles away. Fortunately, we are all scientists on board, and they have contacted the US Weather Bureau to prove that the weather will not be too bad along the way. However, this large-scale cold snow still affected everyone's mood. No one wanted to leave, and of course they didn't want to go back to Auckland Port to hide, because returning was not a good sign for a ship that was about to sail away.

It's not easy to see snow in the North Island of New Zealand. I heard that it often snows in the South Island, but I don't want to go there. It's close to the Antarctic Circle and there are often ice floes on the sea. It's not a pleasure to sail there. things.

We temporarily docked the Discovery in Fitzroy Port. Compared to Auckland, Great Barrier Island is much smaller. There are no bustling coastal cities and busy docks here. Apart from the dark rocks, there is only the vast sea at a glance. The snow here is very different from Auckland, let alone from a distant continent.

We watched the snow all day and everyone was excited.

Yes, the snowy scenery on the sea is fascinating. I have seen the raging snowstorms in Siberia and Alaska, the snow on the Thames River that is as gentle as a woman's skin, the hard and sonorous snow in the Alps, and the wet snow in southern China that melts at the touch of a finger..., but never Which kind of snow fascinates me as much as the snow on the Pacific Ocean.

When large groups of cold current low clouds are blown by the wind, the bright sunshine, blue sky and spectacular cold current clouds complement each other. The snowstorm on the sea ahead is like a huge velvet shawl hung by the gods, dancing in the strong wind, and as long as you turn your head slightly, the sun will break through the holes in the clouds, revealing a large area of ​​blue sky.

The clouds spread low over the sea, floating over our heads like a witch's blanket, and large flakes of snow fell from the sky, landed on the sea, shone brightly, and magically disappeared. The people on the boat shouted excitedly, like a child who found a Christmas gift in his stocking. Even Mrs. Larry, who had always been stern, grinned. Only my first mate Anderson was different, actually showing off at this time. With his fishing rod and net bag, he sat on the side of the boat and caught fish. I told him, Anderson, you are so disgraceful. Anderson said this is called the unity of nature and man. I think that except for thunderstorms, nothing could stop him from fishing.

There is more and more snow, flying all over the sky, blocking our sight, leaving only a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth. I asked the crew to go back to the cabin, because the winter in the South Pacific is usually not too cold, so everyone does not wear much. I'm really worried that they will get sick. Getting sick on a long voyage is a headache.

Mr. Robbins said, "Let them wait, for God's sake!"

I knew that they were all scientists and had good medical knowledge, and there were enough medicines on the ship, so I said fine, but everyone must give me a bowl of ginger syrup in a while.

This is a method taught to me by an old sailor from China - if you get sick due to cold and dampness at sea, immediately make a bowl of soup with ginger and brown sugar and drink it. It would be better if you can add a little Sichuan peppercorns. . This ancient method is very effective and has helped me and my crew get through difficult times countless times. Even if you are not sick, it can help you warm up, and the effect is better than wine.

As I write these words, the snow is still falling. Everyone's excitement seems to have passed, and everyone has returned to the cabin to rest. Only Anderson was still fishing there, although he didn't catch any. And Mr. Robbins, who came to the deck from time to time to look out, looking a little worried.

I told him, sir, don't worry, it will be delayed for at most one day and our schedule will not be affected.

Mr. Robbins said, no, I am not worried about the schedule, I just think this cold snow is too strange.