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By nightfall, the wind and waves in the Oro Strait had grown stronger, and the temperature had begun to drop. On the deck of the Aurora, sailors worked under lamps to repair the facilities damaged by the deep-sea kraken. More than half the metal railing on the left side of the deck where Zhang Tie was located had been destroyed, so the sailors and crew knotted ropes into nets and strung up a barrier along the edge to keep anyone from accidentally falling overboard.

Given the temperature of the seawater in the Oro Strait, if an ordinary person truly fell in, even if they could swim, they would struggle to last five minutes before dying of hypothermia.

The anchored Aurora rocked more violently than it did while underway, so every sailor standing on deck moved with great caution.

The starlight overhead was dim tonight, and the sea was a pitch-black expanse. Other than illuminating a dozen or so meters around the ship, the fluorite lamps hanging from the railings could do little more. Farther out, the heaving waves rose and fell like endless black mountains, blocking people's sight.

Of course, that so-called darkness was only darkness to ordinary people. After Zhang Tie activated Dark Vision, there was little difference between day and night for him. In his Dark Vision, night and darkness merely added a layer of golden background light.

The corpse of the deep-sea kraken that had floated not far from the Aurora a few hours ago, along with the enormous hundred-meter-long tentacles on the surface, could no longer be seen from the ship. Once the wind and waves picked up, those things would be blown southward with the current.

Zhang Tie descended the stairs on the left side of the deck and reached the lowest deck area of