Facing an Ancient God for a Year
Chapter 1140 - 1138: Professional Harbinger of Doom

Chapter 1140: Chapter 1138: Professional Harbinger of Doom

Miss Rachel’s words, naturally, came from Li Min.

With the ship urgently repaired, Captain Lann also rolled up the tide, letting it re-enter the sea.

This special team was now all aboard without a single person missing, embarking on their path to survival.

And hardly had the ship set sail when Miss Rachel couldn’t wait to come knocking, presumably to exchange news with her friend at the first opportunity.

Lady Li Min’s attitude of active cooperation was indeed beyond reproach.

"Thank you for the warning."

Even if it wasn’t good news for himself, Fu Qian still nodded slightly in thanks.

"So have you felt anything unusual?"

I...

Miss Rachel paused for a moment, subconsciously reaching for her right shoulder, and remained silent.

After a simple cleanup, the area on her clothing had looked much more natural.

Li Min didn’t need anything like breathing, so to the uninformed, it might just seem as though that arm was injured or disabled; it would never occur to them that it was where Miss Rachel’s external brain was connected.

It was true, strictly speaking, her abnormality was much more significant than the others.

"So does Captain Lann have any plans?"

Since Miss Rachel didn’t have much valuable feedback, Fu Qian turned his attention to the others.

"The news you brought is still rather shocking."

Seemingly accustomed to Fu Qian’s quick shifts in thinking, Miss Rachel gave a bitter smile.

"Even with the recent conflict, there are still many who remain skeptical, so Captain Lann’s plan is quite simple: head straight for the border and first verify if it’s really impossible to get out."

"A sensible decision."

Fu Qian understood this quite well.

"After all, the essence of this is merely a cooperative relationship; it’s not that easy to unify opinions in a critical situation with this team."

"Yes, in fact, the guy who just died was one of the hardest to unify."

Miss Rachel said this while trying hard not to look at Fu Qian’s head-squeezing hand.

"That’s why he died."

Fu Qian seemed unsurprised by her comment.

Huh?

Miss Rachel suddenly looked up, her confusion mixed with a chilling realization.

"Why that look? I was just doing Captain Lann a favor."

Fu Qian gave her a somewhat puzzled glance.

"In a situation where decisions are hard to make, it’s best to let the disobedient troublemakers go first. Getting killed by me just happens to unify the opinions, straighten out the team, and if I were the one who got killed, they could have warned against acting without orders, keeping him in line for a while."

"In the end, that salty fish of a brother made the largest contribution he could to the group; otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to prepare to set sail so quickly."

These two didn’t originally know each other, did they? Could they really be so in sync when it comes to lack of humanity?

That recently deceased Rachel suddenly felt a bit pitiable.

"Actually, Captain Lann also specifically sought me out."

But she quickly reined in this senseless emotion and brought up another matter.

"He expressed that if you’re willing to offer some advice for the operation, everyone would be very grateful."

"Sure thing."

Fu Qian readily agreed.

"Mr. Fang is always happy to help."

...

Following Miss Rachel to the deck, the team members who were prepared for action all had rather complex expressions.

After all, it’s hard for people to feel good about someone who brings despairing news without offering any solutions.

Not to mention the spectacle of forceful skull-splitting just before.

"Mr. Fang, we’ll soon be entering the first adjacent zone."

Lann appeared relatively composed as he pointed ahead and took the initiative to provide an introduction.

The small boat, now pushing forward with full force, had reached the edge of the Floating Island region and was about to enter a set of waters that seemed connected yet were clearly demarcated.

The distinct boundary was precisely the straight edge of the downpour.

"The current plan is quite simple, which is to maintain a straight direction and try to explore to the edge."

"The way the sky looks, although strange, can actually help us determine our direction well."

"Does Mr. Fang have any suggestions?"

You really know how to put people to use, don’t you? I just arrived, and you’re using me to play the role of the party pooper?

Fu Qian sneered inwardly.

This kind of "not necessarily the worst-case scenario" plan asking for my opinion is obviously continuing to cast me as the harbinger of doom.

Luckily, I’ve always been good at playing this part.

The next moment, Fu Qian was not polite.

"That’s very bold."

"...What do you mean?"

This comment left Captain Lann in a moment of confusion, as it seemed to carry a mocking tone.

After exchanging looks with his team members, he immediately asked.

"Each one of these shapes is a fragment from a certain area of the Sea of Ashes. So theoretically—"

Fu Qian pointed towards the dark waters that were close at hand, pelted by the torrential downpour.

"This place is very likely the Depths of the Sea of Ashes you once were determined never to venture into. Are you prepared to just crash into it now?"

...

It seems that’s really the case!

A professional bringer of doom indeed hits differently with his intervention.

The audience, who had been fully concentrated and had prepared all kinds of rebuttals, did not expect to be refuted from this angle.

In the silence, when they looked up again, it seemed as if indescribable horrors were lurking beneath the surface of the sea in the downpour, quietly waiting for the crew to deliver themselves to their doorstep.

Even the speed of the boat slowed down for a moment.

"What does Mr. Fang think we should do then?"

After halting their advance, Captain Lann asked through gritted teeth.

"It’s not possible to just stay put, and we obviously can’t judge the level of danger, not to mention the possibility of monsters roaming inside."

"I originally thought that as an expert in sea hunts, you would have more ideas about this situation."

However, Fu Qian slightly shook his head, looking somewhat disappointed.

"It’s simple. If you’re worried about danger, why not scout it out first?"

He pointed at something on Captain Lann’s person.

"Don’t you have a harmonica that can emit a special sound? Why not use it to send a greeting first? Or is it only effective on Mermaids?"

The harmonica...

Captain Lann subconsciously touched his pocket.

This guy really knows a lot.

Although it could be explained as information from Miss Rachel, for a moment he grew even more suspicious that among the two people at the tree where the Mermaid was hung, this guy might have been there.

"The harmonica indeed can do more, but what if it actually alarms a Divine Being, wouldn’t that be stirring the pot?"

"Well said, this is indeed a matter of choice."

Fu Qian actually acknowledged this rebuttal.

"It’s up to you whether you want to face a startled Divine Being or an undisturbed one."

This...

The two scenarios described by Fu Qian swiftly flashed through everyone’s minds.

Rationally, such a formidable existence is naturally something that no one wants to confront, but compared to an overt threat, a monster lurking in the shadows, ready to launch a deadly strike at any moment, seemed even more terrifying.

"Stop for a moment."

In the heavy silence, the sound of the downpour ahead became clearly audible, and Captain Lann finally made a decision.

As the vessel abruptly stopped amidst the tumultuous water, a delicate harmonica was taken out by him.