A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1725 - 380: The Downfall of the Blessed Child (Part 2)
As the man’s words fell, a sudden cold wind swept in, causing the few people to shiver involuntarily, feeling a chill down their spines.
Chang Hong shot him a cold glance: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
The man shrank his neck, not daring to say anything more.
Another person asked, "What should we do next?"
Chang Hong stared at the firelight and said coldly, "Wait for daylight, then explore."
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After drifting on the sea for over half a month and experiencing tsunamis and storms, the sky cleared, and the vast blue ocean stretched endlessly.
Finally, at the distant end of the ocean, they saw an oasis, like a water source in the desert, and everyone on board jumped up in excitement.
"Big brother, we finally see hope, this is great." Ah Fu smiled so widely that his eyes squinted.
Yun Miao sat on the deck, his legs dangling over the side, and upon hearing this, he showed no excitement, remaining calm as ever.
"Is that so?"
His voice was very pleasant, each time it was like music, capable of captivating anyone.
Ah Fu stared at his profile, entranced. The young man’s side profile, set against the vast blue ocean, appeared particularly graceful and pure. His deep black gaze looked into the distance, cooler than the night, more mysterious than the sea, and more vast than the sky...
The noble aura that flowed from him, even in shabby clothes and harsh circumstances, made him seem as if he were standing on a pedestal, a gaze that encompassed not just the ocean before him, but a broader and freer world.
He thought, this big brother must have a very remarkable background. That day, he saw him measuring on the ship with a few others, then finding paper and pen, writing and drawing. Not a single word was understandable, he filled a stack of paper, Dylan told him those were mathematical formulas, although Dylan didn’t understand either. Watching the youth’s calm face as he seriously calculated, he and Dylan both felt filled with awe.
In this world, there are indeed people who are the darlings of the gods, seemingly omnipotent.
Today, being able to discover the oasis, he certainly played a crucial role.
"Big brother, when we get out of here, what’s the first thing you’ll do?" Ah Fu asked curiously, sitting down and mimicking him, dangling his legs over the ship, leaning against the railing, swaying...
The young man, upon hearing this, quirked his lips: "Take a bath, eat."
Having endured for so long without a bath, he couldn’t stand it any longer.
Ah Fu sniffed himself and thought, well, it seemed like he never had a bath either.
At this point, Dylan came over, "Zeus."
In his spare time, Yun Miao learned the language from Ah Fu, his learning ability was astounding, and in a short time, he could freely communicate with Dylan.
When Dylan asked his name, he said he was called Zeus. The first time Dylan heard it, he was stunned. Zeus is the highest god in ancient Greek mythology; was this name symbolic of his ambitions?
Yun Miao raised an eyebrow lightly, "What’s up?"
Whenever he displayed this lazy demeanor, Dylan inexplicably felt some tension, a completely different mindset from facing Maqi, the latent regal aura made one instinctively want to submit to him.
Dylan inexplicably softened his demeanor: "We’re about to land, do you have any plans?"
Yun Miao curled his lips, "We made it clear from the start, you helped me leave the sea, I helped you shake off pursuers. Now our goals have been achieved; naturally, we’ll part ways."
Dylan took a step closer: "You..." He pressed his lips and finally mustered the courage to say: "We can’t survive at sea any longer, those people will never let us go, moreover, we ended up among pirates out of sheer necessity. Can we follow you?"
This was Dylan’s decision after much contemplation. Joining the pirates was a forced move, and over the years he had countless thoughts of quitting, but Maqi’s ambition was too great, he wouldn’t have agreed. Now that Maqi was dead, the entire pirate organization was under his management, this line of work was ultimately not sustainable. Looking at the youth in front of him, after only a short time spent together, he already discerned the wolf-like ambitions beneath his calm exterior. Whether he was a cat or a wolf, time would tell.
But Dylan wanted to take a gamble, to see different landscapes with this youth.
Yun Miao curled his lips slightly, gazing towards the ocean, "I don’t want a bunch of burdens."
"We have equipment, we have wealth, we can help you achieve your wishes fastest, we only ask you to show us a clearer path, nowadays, surviving without a clever mind is very difficult." Especially for these notorious pirates, the sea was their lifeline, and without it, only death awaited them.
"Sounds good, but what makes you think these things would interest me?" The youth’s face was dismissive.
Dylan bit his lip, having shown all his cards, yet the other remained indifferent.
At this moment, someone hurried over to Dylan’s side, "Our people have explored; this is located at the Cape Verde Islands in the North Atlantic, there are people living here, over 500 kilometers east of Cape Verde, the westernmost point of the African continent."
Dylan nodded: "Got it, prepare to disembark."
"Yes." The person quickly went down to prepare.
Soon, the ship docked. There was still some distance to walk to reach the crowd, and everything was pre-arranged. As Yun Miao’s foot touched the ground, he took a deep breath.
He had finally returned.
Ah Fu quietly followed beside Yun Miao, glancing around as they walked, muttering, "This place is so strange, why can’t we see anyone?"
Yun Miao walked steadily, after walking for a long time, they finally saw clusters of earthen huts, round thatched huts, grouped together like pieces on a chessboard, scattered, full of primitive flavor, yet truly simple and poor.
A few black children were playing naked, and when they saw the few people approaching, some scattered in fright like birds, while others watched curiously. This place was relatively remote and backward, and they truly hadn’t seen outsiders before, so these children, upon seeing these strangers, showed dense curiosity amidst their panic. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
The Clan Leader was a black elder who came out to greet them personally. Among Dylan’s men, there was someone who spoke the African tribal language, temporarily acting as a translator. Dylan said they were sea explorers, drifted here after encountering a storm, hoping the Clan Leader could shelter them, offer a hearty meal, and then show them a path to connect with the outside world.
This place was isolated from the world, its people simple and hospitable. Upon hearing of their plight, the Clan Leader showed strong sympathy and allowed them to stay with peace of mind, even offering them a "hearty" dinner.
It was indeed hearty, with cassava meal served in clay pots larger than basins, roasted fish, roasted lamb, roasted wild boar, and other game. To Yun Miao, even the food used for dumping in toilets in his past life was better than this, and seeing the African inhabitants grabbing their meal directly from the pots, eating with greasy faces and hands, he took a deep breath.
Ah Fu shoved food into his mouth, leaned close, and mumbled, "Big brother, it’s pretty tasty, try it?"
Yun Miao grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth; the taste wasn’t really good, but without eating, where would the strength come from?
For him, food was never about satisfying appetite but about having the energy to do things, nothing more. So whether it tasted good or not was of no significance to him.
Yun Miao choked a bit, coughed, and the Clan Leader’s daughter, holding water in a banana leaf, ran to him, babbling something with an anxious expression.
In Africa, water is incredibly precious. This girl offered Yun Miao her month’s supply of water, her eyes betraying shy admiration.
