Imposter Young Master
Chapter 508 - 511 Lord Qingyin_1

Chapter 508: Chapter 511 Lord Qingyin_1

After half an hour of paddling, Yang Gang had gradually drifted away from the uninhabited island.

This area of the sea remained calm, but Yang Gang did not dare to let down his guard. As Gu Ge had said, when sailing in the sea, big waves and ocean currents are not scary as they are predictable and comparatively easy to avoid. The most formidable thing for seafarers is the undercurrent.

An undercurrent is a subsurface flow formed by the combined effects of seafloor ravines, trenches, and monsoons. The flow is hidden beneath the sea and is difficult to detect. Once caught in an undercurrent, escape is difficult, earning it a fearsome reputation among sailors.

International sea routes usually avoid areas with undercurrents.

Yang Gang stood on the wooden raft surrounded by an endless sea, feeling very poignant.

"Although I knew that 70% of the Earth’s surface is covered by the ocean, having always lived on land, I’ve always felt that the land was boundless, and I haven’t had a concrete concept of the size of the sea. Standing in the middle of this ocean today, gazing out at the endless seawater, I suddenly realize: the ocean is truly fucking huge!"

Yang Gang looked up at the sky: "Hmm, the sun’s up. Hey? Is that...a helicopter?!"

Yang Gang quickly started waving and shouted loudly: "Hey, hey."

It seemed that the helicopter didn’t spot Yang Gang on his small raft, instead heading straight for the uninhabited island where Yang Gang and Gu Ge had previously resided.

"Oh yeah! I’m saved!" Yang Gang quickly started paddling, preparing to return to the uninhabited island.

However, at this moment, the raft suddenly shook and began to speed in the opposite direction as if it had been caught by something.

"Hey, hey, stop! Stop!" Yang Gang sensed something was wrong. He had a vague feeling that he had encountered something.

It was an undercurrent!

And it was an undercurrent heading in the opposite direction!

Yang Gang quickly tried to paddle towards the uninhabited island, but his strength was no match for the undercurrent.

The raft felt like a leaf floating on the open sea, drifting further and further away in the direction of the undercurrent...

...

Uninhabited island.

The helicopter successfully landed on the flat slope of the mountain, and Yang Fei immediately jumped out of the helicopter and ran towards Gu Ge, who was still on the island.

"Gu Ge, where’s Yang Gang?" Yang Fei glanced around and didn’t see Yang Gang. She urgently asked.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry." Gu Ge apologized repeatedly.

Gu Xiaorou and Yang Fei felt a sinking sensation in their hearts.

"Could it be... Gang, he... he’s already..." Yang Fei’s voice trembled, she couldn’t finish her sentence.

"Oh, Yang Gang’s not dead." Gu Ge hurriedly said.

"Really?" Yang Fei was overjoyed: "Where is he?"

Gu Ge pointed to the sea, hesitated a moment and said: "Half an hour ago, he left the uninhabited island on a raft to check if there were any commercial ships passing by. But, but it seems like he encountered an undercurrent going in the wrong direction, drifting further and further away from the uninhabited island. Now he’s completely lost."

"That idiot, why was he in such a hurry?"

"I’m sorry, it’s my fault. Yang Gang was calmly waiting for rescue, but then I casually mentioned ’What if we’re trapped on this deserted island for years? By the time we get out, Xiaorou might already be married. Then he got anxious.’" Gu Ge apologized.

Yang Fei clenched her fists, her heart filled with anger: "That bastard. So he’s only worried about Xiaorou finding another man, he doesn’t care about me getting married to someone else?! Fake sister lover! Bastard!"

Despite her anger, they still needed to be rescued.

Yang Fei ran back to the helicopter and said to the pilot: "Um, there’s another survivor who was swept away by an undercurrent while scouting the sea. He should still be nearby..."

"Miss, I’m afraid that’s not possible. The helicopter’s fuel is nearly depleted. I warned you earlier while we were still in the air that the fuel was running out and that we needed to turn back, but you insisted on continuing. Because I knew about this uninhabited island with a slope suitable for landing a helicopter, I took the risk and continued the search. I’ve already contacted the rescue team using the satellite communication system on the helicopter. They’ll send other rescue aircraft and ships soon. All we can do now is wait." The pilot explained.

"But!" Yang Fei was anxious: "But at this rate, my brother will only drift further away."

The pilot sighed: "Even so, we have no choice. The helicopter’s fuel is indeed nearly depleted. If we strain ourselves to fly, it won’t be long before we plunge into the ocean. At that point, not only will we not be able to rescue your brother, but we’ll also be buried at sea."

Fear started to creep back into Yang Fei’s previously relaxed heart.

"Gang, you bastard, if you dare die, I, I..."

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Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean.

The undercurrent finally stopped. Yang Gang lay on the raft, dizzy and disoriented. He had no idea how long he had been drifting at sea. Surrounded by water, he could see no sign of land, not even the shadow of an island.

He was utterly and completely lost in the vast ocean.

The only thing he knew was that this area seemed to be a region where undercurrents were particularly concentrated.

In a short time, at least ten undercurrents had barely missed him.

"Damn, this is bad. This area is no less than the Bermuda Triangle, a death trap for seafaring. In other words, there’s no chance of a commercial ship passing through here."

Yang Gang gazed at the endless expanse of sea and sky, managing a bitter smile, "At this rate, I’ll end up like a modern-day Robinson Crusoe."

Although he wanted to complain about the sudden change from city life to fantastical drifting, he was sincerely hungry.

He lay on the raft, looking up at the horizon—it was time for the sunset.

"It would be the joke of the century if I, the ’perfect form monster’ prophesied to cause the world’s catastrophe, starved to death at sea. Huh?"

At that moment, Yang Gang’s eyes lit up and he quickly got up from the raft.

A luxury cruise ship was slowly approaching from the horizon where the sky and water met.

"What, did this cruise ship get lost? How did it end up in this prohibited navigational area?" Yang Gang shook his head, "No matter, I need to ask for rescue now!"

Yang Gang started paddling towards the cruise ship with all his might, all while waving his hands frantically.

On the cruise ship, inside the wheelhouse.

"Captain, it seems like someone is asking for help out in the sea," a crew member said.

The captain, a man in his forties, simultaneously steered the ship and responded casually, "Hm, Male or female?"

"The light isn’t very good, I’m not very sure. But judging from the clothing, it should be a man," the crew member said.

"A man? Ignore him, let him feed the fishes."

"Oh."

In the sea.

Frantically watching the cruise ship start to speed away, ignoring his cries for help, Yang Gang was anxious.

He quickly feigned an accidental fall into the water and then transformed into a gorgeous woman with a D-cup chest in the sea. He then started waving at the cruise ship again for help.

Inside the wheelhouse of the cruise ship.

"Captain, I was wrong. The person asking for help, although dressed as a man, is actually a stunning beauty, and she has a D-cup!" the crew member said excitedly.

"Really?" The captain took the binoculars skeptically, glanced at Yang Gang, and immediately his eyes brightened, "Hey, what are you waiting for? Go save her!"

Remembering something, he hastily added, "When you’re saving her, be sure not to disturb the VIPs on board. If we do, ten of our heads wouldn’t be enough to pay for it."

"Got it, Captain."

And just like that, Young Master Yang successfully got rescued using the ’beauty strategy’.

Who would have thought this seemingly useless superpower would come handy?

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

After being rescued by the crew, Yang Gang was handed over to a young girl dressed in a sailor uniform.

The girl’s name was Mary, one of the few female sailors.

Following the young girl, Yang Gang also changed into a female sailor uniform.

"You’re going to pretend to be a sailor," Mary paused, her face suddenly turning serious, "Listen, you absolutely cannot enter the ship’s cabins. If you encounter someone not dressed in a sailor’s uniform, you must bow and step aside.."

As she was saying this, sudden footsteps echoed down the corridor. Shortly after, a petite girl with a poker face, dressed in a dress, walked over.

Yang Gang took one look at the girl and was taken aback. He was about to greet her, but Mary swiftly pulled him back.

Her face turned pale, and she shouted in a low voice, "What are you doing? Are you looking for death? That’s Miss Qingyin, quickly bow and make way!"