The Capital Was in Turmoil

Wooden planks. Naturally, they weren't just any ordinary planks.

They were planks from the Cold River Giant Ship, and they had to be sufficiently damp. The longer they had been in contact with the Cold River, the more effective they would be.

This was only the first step: stopping the red-eyed parasites from reproducing.

If it worked, that would prove Qing Chen's reasoning was correct, and they could naturally move on to the next step.

As for the so-called tide-soaked planks—the ones that had been in contact with the Cold River the longest—they were naturally the planks along the bottom of the ship.

In theory, the outer hull would be the most suitable, but to be safe, they could just remove a section from the inside.

Once they had a plan, everyone quickly got to work. Fang Yue glanced toward the deck and figured Tian Rui Chi had been gone for quite a while, talking to Old Helmsman. They still hadn't finished, and he wondered how things were going.

If it was all just a misunderstanding and they could get the ship to change course by talking it out, that would be the best outcome for everyone. If not, they would have to start considering their next move.

Putting those thoughts aside, Fang Yue went to deal with the planks.

At the bow.

Tian Rui Chi stood before Old Helmsman, his expression complicated.

"Old Helmsman, where are you taking us?"

"..."

Old Helmsman didn't answer. He hadn't even opened his eyes. Like a piece of withered bark, he clung to the helm, motionless.

"Old Helmsman, answer me! Where are you taking us? What exactly did my master order you to do? I'm not the only person aboard this ship. If it were just me, I wouldn't complain, no matter