Qing Wu spent the night in the cabin. It was only when the sun had just risen that the sailor, looking exhausted, opened the cabin door.
The cabin was filled with snoring, rising and falling in waves.
"We'll reach the cruise ship in two hours. You can all come out and rest for a while. The wind and waves have calmed down now." The sailor's eyes were bloodshot. After piloting the boat all night, he was utterly exhausted.
This yacht was different from the one Qing Wu had bought. It only had a manual control system and required someone to operate it by hand. After steering the boat all night, the sailor kept yawning and looked as though he might fall asleep at any moment.
Qing Wu stepped out of the cabin. Wearing a Gas Mask all night had left him feeling stifled, and when he removed it, he felt awful.
Qing Wu smelled the strong odor of smoke coming from his body, mixed with all kinds of foul smells. It was as though he had spent the night lying in a garbage dump.
Brown tar had even formed on the surface of the Gas Mask. Qing Wu gulped down fresh air, never having realized before how precious it could be.
Once they reached the cruise ship, he would definitely get a room and wash himself thoroughly.
The sea was shrouded in thick morning fog, so dense that he could barely see his own hand in front of him. The experienced crew relied on the GPS positioning system and did not fear losing their way at sea.
Gradually, the wind picked up. Gust after gust blew away the mist, and the sun leaped up from the surface of the sea.
Soft light spilled over the sea, making it shimmer. The