Chapter 210 Levy Whale

"Mr. Charles, what are you doing?" Lily, standing on the stove, watched curiously as Charles fiddled with the tin pipe.

"Huh~" The stove was lit, and the white steam came to the other side along with the cooling pipe, turning into water droplets and dripping into the cup.

Furnaces boil seawater to create fresh water. It is a very simple matter to heat seawater to produce water vapor, which can be cooled and condensed to obtain pure water.

When Lily drank the distilled water, her eyes lit up immediately, "It's delicious, Mr. Charles, you are really amazing, you can turn sea water into fresh water."

When Lily looked at Char's heavy face, her erect ears drooped again, "Mr. Charles, we have water, why aren't you happy?"

Charles' hand stroked her hairy head, "It's not that simple."

Everyone knows how to distill water, not only Charles, but also the humans in Earthsea, but there is a reason why everyone does it.

There is a lot of seawater, but it takes a lot of fuel to decompose seawater.

Their purpose is not to have water to drink, but to escape from the current predicament, and the fuel of the Narwhal is also running low.

The exchange of fuel for fresh water is just a left hand for a right hand. Without fresh water, the crew will die of thirst, but without fuel, the Narwhal cannot move, and it still cannot get rid of the dilemma of thirst.

"How...?" Bandage's voice floated from the kitchen door.

The words of the bandage instantly made the atmosphere in the kitchen extremely depressing. Lily was a little frightened, her ears trembling slightly.

Charles didn't answer, turned around and walked out of the kitchen. Bandage followed silently.

On the empty deck, Charles looked at everything that was dark outside.

The surrounding dark environment is like a huge pot cover, and people can't breathe.

"Even if fresh water and fuel are interchanged, we can only survive for 16 days at most. If there is no water, we can still survive for 3 days. The probability that we can find the island within 19 days is too low..." Charles looked at the dark Hai Mian said to himself.

"You...haven't answered...my...question..."

Charles looked unwilling, but in this situation, it seemed that there was only one way.

"Can you tell me what is the effect of that method? God Ftan can send our boat back to the Hope Island pier in an instant?"

"The Mighty One...receives gifts...His servants...will show us the way..."

Charles held the side of the boat tightly with both hands. These were all nonsense. The most important thing he never asked was that there were only ten people on the boat, and who would be the gift.

As if he could sense what Charles was thinking, the bandage said, "I... selected... the target... the chef is one... Linda... and a sailor, we... can wait for them at night... While sleeping...hands..."

"No need." Charles frowned, he didn't want to make this decision unless it was a last resort.

With the life and death of the crew on his shoulders, Charles opened and closed his mouth, and just as he hesitated, there was a trembling murmur in the distance.

"There is something ahead, I'm going to turn the rudder." Charles turned and walked towards the cockpit, but he still didn't answer the question and answer about the bandages.

The Narwhal changed direction, avoided the position of that thing, and continued to wander aimlessly on the dark sea.

Thick dark circles hung on Charles's face. He had hardly slept in the past few days, and there was still an abnormal movement in his head.

He knew that whether he agreed to sacrifice or not, he had to make a decision, and if he dragged on, he would only be trapped to death at sea.

The crew stood in a row on the deck and watched as the bandaged mate painted an eerie halo on the ground with his own blood

Each of them had a trace of indescribable complex emotions on their faces, and they knew what they were going to do without asking.

Charles glanced over their faces one by one, watching them avoid his gaze, and his lips seemed to weigh a thousand pounds at this moment.

"Hmm~" The strange humming sound came from a distance again.

Charles raised his hand, and the Narwhal silently drove to the other side.

Just when Charles was about to spread this cruel message to the crew, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the voice. He suddenly felt that the voice was very familiar.

"Wait, maybe we have other options!" A trace of excitement hung on Charles' face.

The crew returned to their posts one after another, and the propeller pushed the Narwhal towards the direction of the sound.

The white mist dissipated, and a round mountain peak appeared in front of him on the water. Looking at such a huge thing, the crew instinctively felt a sense of trembling.

Lily shrank into Charles' clothes in fright. "Mr. Charles, let's go, let's go, that's a god!!"

"No, that's not a god." Charles replied firmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a jet of water spurted out from the center of the mountain, and it rained for the first time over the Narwhal.

"That's the Levy Whale, our hope of survival." Charles found a way to survive. The whale's body contains a lot of whale oil that can be used as fuel. As long as it is left behind, the fuel problem will be solved.

At this moment, the huge fin hit the water surface, and the whale's body slowly sank toward the water. "Hurry up!! Don't let it go down!!"

"Boom!!" The Narwhal's cannon suddenly sounded, and a bright firework exploded on the whale.

The gigantic whale trembled violently, and its crowing became extremely loud in an instant. It was irritated by the shelling on itself, swung its tail, and rushed towards the Narwhal with overwhelming momentum.

Facing a giant fish twice the size of the Narwhal, Charles certainly did not dare to take it hard. He quickly turned the steering wheel to let the ship escape from the impact of the whale.

Just when the Narwhal was about to avoid the impact of the whale, the huge fish tail swung over and hit the ship with a "boom". The whole ship shook violently, and the crew flew into the air and hit the ship.

Accompanied by the creaking sound, the left side of the Narwhal instantly sunken a large piece,

Charles didn't care so much, he held on to the rudder tightly to prevent the ship from capsizing.

"Lily, don't stop!! Keep hitting him with cannons!!"

The mice rolling around on the deck quickly rushed towards the deck gun.

Soon as the muzzle turned, the sound of the cannon sounded again, and continuous shells exploded on the whale in the distance.

It didn't take long for Levi Whale's body to be cratered and bleeding from shells.

But even so, the whale was still able to move. It opened its huge mouth and let out a deafening whale cry, which was full of rage.