The Cursed Ship

The off-road vehicle finally stopped, and Luo Funi pushed the door hard, and was the first to get out of the car, throwing up while lying on the door.

Zheng Yang and the others were not much better. After getting out of the car with difficulty, their bodies twitched involuntarily up and down, as if they were in a state of epilepsy.

Finally recovering, Zheng Yang sent the off-road vehicle back to the boat, and walked towards the building with Seyulari's arms.

"Ai... Alima, I swear... I swear, I will never ride in... your car again!"

Zheng Yang couldn't speak well, and couldn't help retching again.

Luo Funi hugged Eva and followed behind staggeringly.

Alima showed an unhappy look: "You guys are so bad, you can't even stand the bumps, how will you face the test of the storm in the future?"

"..." It makes sense.

She was full of energy, with a contented expression on her face, humming a song and walking at the end.

Alice drove the spirit boat away from the shore, looking at Zheng Yang and the others in confusion from time to time.

...

Two destroyers sailed from the Spanish military seaport base and headed straight for Ingili opposite the Bay of Biscay...

...

"Alice, enter the Atlantic Ocean, cover your tracks with light fog, I need to sleep for a while!"

"Oh~"

Alice drove the boat to the deep sea, covered it with mist, and quietly slipped into Zheng Yang's arms, rubbed her face against Zheng Yang's neck like a cat, and closed her eyes contentedly.

A wide area of ​​light fog can also play a camouflage effect, and it is not easy to attract attention. Thick fog is only suitable for covering up at close range.

Zheng Yang recovered after sleeping for more than an hour. Alice was tired of him like a pet and refused to get off, so Zheng Yang had no choice but to continue to hold her and check the surrounding sea with strange eyes.

Within forty nautical miles, there were many fishing boats scattered here and there.

The fog above the head was dispersed to restore the satellite signal. Looking at the location, they not only did not enter the Atlantic Ocean as Zheng Yang planned, but were brought back to the interior of the Bay of Biscay by the ocean current.

Garif's shipyard is on the innermost side of the northern coast of Spain in the Bay of Biscay. After thinking about it, Zheng Yang took out his satellite phone and contacted Gariff, agreeing to visit it right away.

Two hundred and sixty nautical miles away,

At the current speed of the spirit ship, it can be reached in less than four hours.

Luo Funi and Seyulari also recovered, and they pressed Alima on the bed to spank her buttocks and scratch her armpits, making the room full of joy.

Zheng Yang consciously blocked it when he saw it in his perception.

The three women fought for a while and began to organize the things they brought from home. Among them, Zheng Yang has helped them transfer the laboratory facilities and materials to the laboratory one by one.

"I thought of a question, Zheng Yang can teleport the things on the ship to his side, does that mean he can see everything on the ship clearly?"

Seyulari knew something bad just after she finished speaking? It's all my own fault!

Alima and Luo Funi slowly stopped what they were doing, their faces became more and more red, and their breathing became short of breath.

If you can't see clearly? How to send things accurately?

They should have thought of this earlier!

Damn Seulari? Can't you just pretend you don't know? Don't point out this embarrassing thing!

The two looked at Seyulari with strange eyes. Saiulali turned around and wanted to run, but was pushed down by Luo Funi on the bed the next moment? All the tortures that were inflicted on Alima just now were repeated on her body.

"I believe he won't look around? With our third-level extraordinary perception? If he is peeped, he will definitely feel it!"

"I think so!"

Alima and Luo Funi glanced at each other, and let go of the messy Saiulali as if nothing had happened.

...

The two destroyers advanced rapidly, at a speed of 30 knots.

"It's foggy over there, it looks like Bordeaux will suffer a lot of rain tonight!"

A commander on the destroyer glanced to the right two nautical miles away? There is a large area of ​​​​fog on the sea over there moving in the direction of the land? It means that a low-pressure air mass is forming.

"Sir, it's moving towards our coastline. It's not Bordeaux that I want to bear the rain, but our Bilbao harbor." The deputy captain said, looking at the mist mass that soon crossed them.

"It's moving so fast, I think there's going to be a gust of wind with the rain? Maybe even a rush of hailstones."

The commander looked at the distant fog and thought: I hope it's not those weird things!

Frequent accidents at sea during this period? The commander also knew some secret information.

"Don't worry about the damn hail, can the messenger find the target?" The captain looked away and asked a subordinate sitting in front of the computer.

The man took off his headset and said, "Sir, I can't find it. Our military satellite system has scanned the entire perimeter of the bay? Can't find any suspicious targets. Maybe they have gone north through the English Channel? Or hiding in some hidden place?" port."

"Where are the commercial comsats? I want their satellite phone location information."

"Sir? There is no authorization over there!"

"...Damn capitalists! Inform the other side that we need a large-scale cross-search!"

...

Califf's shipyard is not too small, there are three docks, large, medium and small, not purely for fun. In addition to building boats by himself, his shipyard has also started commercial operations after thoroughly understanding the ancient shipbuilding technology handed down from his family, accepting orders for antique wooden boats from some nobles and rich people. The income from shipbuilding and maintenance can also cover the expenses caused by his playing and have a slight surplus.

When Zheng Yang entered the pier, he saw several medium and small antique sailboats moored besides the St. Mary in Galife. All of a sudden, there is a feeling of finding an organization.

Galiff and Calux warmly welcomed Zheng Yang's arrival, first took them to visit the shipyard, and introduced those retro shipbuilding techniques eloquently.

The most in the shipyard are the woods that are drying and shaping. They are soaked, subjected to various forced deformations with the aid of different moulds, and regularly drenched with hot water.

"I knew it was a good business from the beginning! You see, my order has already been scheduled for the next year, and all the guys in the family have shut up!" Galif proudly praised himself.

Calux said: "Galiff, you obviously just planned to make it yourself for fun!"

Garif patted his forehead, stared at Calux with a bad expression and said, "You bastard, don't think that your sister is my girlfriend so you don't have to give me face, I'm your boss!"

"Damn it, you just have more shares than me, and I have shares too!" Kalu yelled.

Galiff sneered: "That is the dry stock I gave you, not the real stock, my lord engineer!"

"Oh, that won't work! Galiff, I want to convert to real shares! Must!"

"Ha~"

Garif stopped laughing with his uncle, and said to Zheng Yang, "So, I need more timber reserves..."