The grand barbecue party reminded Feng Qingyu of a religious painting in Lateran called "The Last Carnival". This painting is the most common religious oil painting in Terra. The original is now stored in the Cathedral in the capital of Lateran, and tourists can appreciate it up close on the open days every month.

The painting depicts a pope from the distant Lateran era having dinner with his twelve disciples. The cheerful barbecue party certainly cannot be compared with the sacred and solemn scenes in religious paintings. The only part that fits is the title.

The last carnival...the name seems wrong no matter how you think about it.

The day after the Pope had dinner with his disciples, he was stabbed in the back by his disciples. The disciples joined forces with the Papal Knights and the Lateran Garrison at the time to frame the Pope for colluding with the Sarkaz.

The Laterans and the Sarkaz have always had hatred, and because the Pope's position is unstable, he was persecuted and had to leave the Lateran territory. In a fire, a fallen angel disappeared.

One thing people can be sure of is that the pope is definitely dead. Hundreds of years have passed, and it is unlikely that anyone can live that long.

Feng Qingyu's eyes reflected the shadow of the campfire. When the next morning dawned, she would follow the two deep-sea hunters on the journey to Iberia.

Today, Iberia no longer has a decent airport or aircraft station. The entire country is surrounded by the sea, and the best way to travel is by ship. Aircraft are prone to encounter magnetic field anomalies, and the same situation will occur as the last time the freighter flew away.

A plane crash is no joke, especially in the Iberian Sea, which is of unknown depth and full of dangers. Not only are there undercurrents, but there are many more unknown dangers hidden beneath the seemingly calm sea.

After discussion, Skadi decided to borrow a boat from a bounty hunter she knew, but she might not be able to return it. The boat could only survive calm weather, but might not be able to withstand the strong winds and waves of Iberia.

Even the Iberian Golden Fleet became the legendary "Lost Golden Fleet", and its whereabouts are now unknown. The only remaining Iberians know that the fleet they were so proud of probably sank and turned into a pile of rotten wreckage soaked by sea water on the bottom of Iberia.

"Don't be afraid. If you fall into the sea, Laurentina and I will fish you out."

Skadi grabbed the bottle of Yanguo Yunliao wine and filled the empty glass. Feng Qingyu thought it was soda, so he grabbed it and drank it in one gulp, and it was so spicy that he stuck out his tongue.

As dinner started, Skadi kept pouring wine into her glass.

"The culture of urging people to drink is the cultural dregs of Yan Country. Don't teach me so much! Kal'tsit also said that you should not squander your health just because you are a deep-sea hunter and have stronger physical fitness than ordinary people. Moderate alcohol intake is harmless. If you drink too much, I'm worried that you will get seasick tomorrow."

Feng Qingyu took the opportunity to snatch the bottle of wine, replaced it with a harmless tea drink and stuffed it back.

"Just think of it as you caring about me. That's all for tonight."

Skadi drank tea instead of wine, finished a cup, and touched the screen of his mobile phone.

It was 9:30 pm Xiosta time, not far from Iberia time. If I went to bed now, I could still reach Iberia by lunch time by setting off early in the morning, and find a hotel in a small town on the shore to have a meal and rest.

She really couldn't drink anymore, because alcohol put the team in danger or in a hurry, and the more she drank, the more guilty she felt. Deep-sea hunters were not immune to alcohol and other harmful substances because of their identities.

"Go to bed early. I'll take Laurentina back to the room first. We'll get up on time at five in the morning and set off from the coast southeast of Xiosta. Laurentina and I will be waiting for you downstairs then."

"Okay...see you tomorrow morning. I won't be late."

The complaints almost came out of his mouth.

Getting up at five o'clock, even the humble boarding high school students didn't get up that early, at least six o'clock. The general waking time in Rhode Island was between seven thirty and nine o'clock, and the working hours basically conformed to the nine-to-five system. Feng Qingyu hadn't gotten up at five o'clock for many years.

Skadi's expression didn't seem like she was joking at all, so she had no choice but to set the alarm for five o'clock, and also set a few alarms with intervals of a few minutes apart, so as not to get up late and miss work.

There were still some skewers of meat rolling in the oven, and his stomach was only half full. Only when he was full could he have the energy to sleep and do things. Feng Qingyu firmly believed that as long as he maintained his current amount of exercise, he would not gain weight no matter how much he ate.

When a logistics officer handed her a plate full of barbecue, she not only did not refuse, but also ordered some extra.

After eating and drinking, he helped clean up the scene before hurriedly climbing onto the bed and getting under the quilt.

Before closing my eyes and falling asleep, I open my phone to check the time again. It is now 10pm, and more than six hours of sleep is barely enough. The ideal sleep time is eight hours. If you have a special arrangement, don't dream of eight hours, it doesn't exist.

"Sleep and sleep."

Feng Qingyu threw his cell phone on the bedside table to charge it, and fell asleep peacefully listening to the sound of Xiosta's waves.

The island of Vellenai occupied by the sea was far away from her. The deep blue nightmare was sleeping in the depths of the azure ocean and had not yet awakened. The indescribable roars and strange songs could not be heard.

It should be so, but Feng Qingyu had a strange dream.

She dreamed of some scenes she had never seen before. Beneath the deep blue sea, there were magnificent and huge underwater cities, and above the cities were even larger glass domes.

The glass domes were not complete, as the transparent glass was crushed into pieces due to some unknown reasons. Seawater poured in from the broken gaps, and the whole city was immersed in the seawater, creating a decadent and dreamy feeling.

There were no residents or lights in the underwater city, and it was pitch black everywhere. The vague and chaotic darkness lingered in every corner of the city, lingering around.

She wandered around the streets of the underwater city. The city was dead silent. The only living things were the sea creatures running by her feet and the abyss growing along the ground.

The light emitted by Minghen formed an arrow pointing in the direction, which looked suspicious.

Feng Qingyu didn't want to continue moving forward along the pattern formed by Minghen. Minghen seemed to be able to sense her mental activities and emitted a stronger blue fluorescence, flashing more and more rapidly, desperately urging her to move towards the unknown depths of darkness.

Wandering around aimlessly was not a solution. She could not escape the nightmare-like dream and bring her consciousness back to reality. She had no choice but to follow the direction indicated by Ming Hen.

Passing through the dead silent square, passing through the similar buildings, passing through the alleys, and leaving the densely built urban area. Outside the urban area is an even more dilapidated and desolate underwater ruins, with collapsed houses and huge circular columns everywhere.

The light of Minghen continued to extend forward.

Just as Feng Qingyu was about to step over the ruins, a violent shaking sound woke her up.

Five o'clock in the morning came quietly.

2. Pilgrimage to Iberia

"Tsk, it's like this again."

Whenever she was looking forward to exploring more in her dreams and discovering some unknown clues, the alarm would always ring and interrupt her dreams. Even if she lay down and continued to sleep, hoping to continue the bizarre dream just now, this idea was difficult to achieve, often like a badly-ended movie or TV series, with a high probability of not knowing what would happen next.

Just as Feng Qingyu was about to lie down, the second alarm rang. The note was "Skadi orders you to get up at five in the morning", simple and crude.

"Oh yeah, we still have to go to Iberia, so we can't sleep any more..."

Iberia was too attractive to her to leave it alone. The weapon left by her great-grandfather, which was powerful enough to move mountains and fill the sea and made the family prosperous for hundreds of years, must be very valuable. If it was a little vulgar, she could take it to the sword collectors in Yumen to exchange for money when she was poor.

No one can resist money. If this suspicious sword can help her realize her dream of owning an entire mobile city, she will no longer have to worry about having no place to belong for the rest of her life.

She didn't mind that the temple on Rhodes Island was too small to accommodate a big Buddha like her. Rhodes Island was certainly a good place to improve herself. In the long run, she had bigger goals and couldn't hide in Rhodes Island all her life and give up thinking about life.

After joining Rhodes Island and coming into contact with all kinds of people, Feng Qingyu gradually figured out the meaning of living in Terra.

It wouldn't be a bad idea to have a career that would make one's name in Terra's history, although it's impossible to be as ambitious as Tallulah and Abrana. One wants to liberate the infected, and the other wants to save the suffering people of Terra, and they may even have to compete for Victoria's throne.

She neither wanted to be an emperor nor had the ability to be one. It would be difficult to liberate a group. It would be better not to use other people's goals as a reference, so as not to put too much pressure and disappointment on herself.

After sitting on the bed and thinking about his future goals for a short while, Feng Qingyu left the bed and went to the bathroom to wash up quickly. He packed all the items he needed for the trip before going to bed, so as to avoid getting up in a hurry in the morning and forgetting something.

It was still a canvas mountaineering backpack produced by Rhode Island and Yishishan. It contained some necessary medicines and supplies. The items were very complete, and the dry food inside could sustain a week without food.

The mirror in the sink reflected a somewhat tired and haggard face, which looked like someone who had mated and rewarded himself too much.

"Cheer up, cheer up..."

The cold water splashed on my face, and the sleepiness lingering in my brain was also driven away. My over-sexualized body recovered two-thirds of its energy after a night's rest, and the remaining one-third was reflected on my face and sore waist.

Skadi and Ghost Shark woke up very early and moved very quietly. Except for the operators on night shift, no one knew that they woke up at around 4 a.m. and sat by the sea to enjoy the night view.

Seeing Feng Qingyu coming downstairs, Ghost Shark stuffed a brown paper bag filled with food into her hand.

"Morning, this is your breakfast."

"Have you eaten?"

"I'm full. We'll leave in twenty minutes."

The ghost shark's legs are crossed together and it is wearing knee-length black stockings. Last night, it was these legs that stepped on its tail, making it as hard as metal. Every time I see it, my pants become tight.

Mandela helped her awaken her immense hatred for XP, and from then on she could no longer look directly at a pair of legs in stockings, and became addicted to the pleasure of having her tail stepped on.

"I thought we were leaving soon. If you're not in a hurry, I'll eat first."

Feng Qingyu sat down on another long bench and tore open the seal of the paper bag. Inside was a classic fried chicken shop breakfast menu, hash browns, hamburgers and real grilled sausages, paired with a cup of hot coffee.

Breakfast in Western countries is not comparable to that in Yan country. There are no steaming wontons or noodles, no freshly baked buns, and beef noodles stir-fried in an iron pan over high heat...

The food in Yan Country is delicious. I'm starting to miss it already.

She took a bite of the burger. The bread was a little dry and hard, and it was paired with cheap salad dressing and lettuce. Except for the freshly fried meat in the middle, everything else was processed based on semi-finished products.

After wolfing down a mediocre Western breakfast, the sky was just beginning to show some morning light. The sun was still below the sea level and was about to rise. A diesel boat with an old-fashioned motor and controlled by an internal combustion engine.

Only things like this that are not keeping up with the times will not be affected by the abnormal magnetic field in the Iberian Sea, causing them to lose their direction during navigation and causing various accidents.

The two deep-sea hunters carried almost no guidebooks created by modern technology. Those things were of no use when sailing in the Iberian Sea. They relied entirely on experience and strong intuition to determine the direction of travel.

The diesel boat is about the same size as a small yacht, with a cabin that can shelter from wind and rain. There are only some simple items in the cabin - a folding table, folding chairs, a whole box of mineral water, compressed biscuits, and three sleeping bags.

Most of the towns in Iberia are dilapidated, so you have to consider in advance the high probability of having no place to live. Prepare sleeping bags so that at least you don't have to sleep directly on the floor.

After Skadi counted the supplies, it was still a few minutes until six o'clock.

"Are you ready to go?"

She looked at her two companions. Ghost Shark was reading a religious book written by the Laterans in the cabin by the light of an oil lamp, and Feng Qingyu was tasting the compressed biscuits in the box.

"Okay." x2

After receiving a positive answer, Skadi went to the cockpit and started the diesel boat's motor. Following a mechanical roar with an old-fashioned feel, a slight vibration came from the deck under his feet.

The boats sailed in the direction of the rising sun, and there was still darkness ahead. They turned away from the darkness and chased the sunlight until the sun rose, fading away all the colors of the night and casting a golden dawn, and the warmth of the sun also fell on the land.

The sea breeze blew in our faces, and the farther we got from Xiosta, the stronger the fishy and salty smell became. On the way, we passed the maritime blockade area, where buoys were connected in a line, and then the lines were connected to form a barrier that blocked the ships from moving forward.

A warning sign reading "Sea monsters ahead, please do not approach" has also been added nearby, and boats from the city security bureau are patrolling back and forth, which shows the mayor's attention to marine issues.

Several bodies of sea turtles floated on the water, drifting along the ocean current, and no one knew where they would drift to. It could be a mobile city by the sea, or some villages and towns.

When the ship sailed out of the high seas of Xiosta, the color of the sky began to darken, dark clouds blocked the sunlight, and the color looked like a turbid product mixed with gray and black pigments.

The sea breeze was so strong that the boat was swaying left and right. Feng Qingyu's hands suddenly shook and he almost spilled cigarette ash on himself.

She grabbed the handrail in the cabin, skeptical about the stability of the ship.

3. The only way to make a pilgrimage

"Is this boat strong enough?"

The ship was shaking faster and faster, and the scenery in front of me turned into a phantom of reality and illusion. Various colors were mixed in one space, as if a dozen kinds of pigments were overturned at once and mixed into an indescribable color.

The most vivid color is the blue of the ocean. The swaying blue comes from all directions, almost overturning the small boat and swallowing it with huge waves more than ten meters high.

Feng Qingyu was about to have ptsd about the color blue, and understood the true meaning of the word blue.

People really feel sad when they are about to be drowned by the sea.

Her head was shaking so much that it was spinning all over the place. Skadi and Ghost Shark were already used to the shaking of the sea surface. They spent almost every day in the ocean, so this was only a slight shaking.

"Don't panic. It's very strong and can cross the entire Iberian Sea and take us to the port of Iberia. As I said before, if you encounter a crisis where you have to abandon the ship to escape, we will drag you forward and ensure that you will not be drowned by the sea water. You can rest assured to stay on this ship."

Skadi tore open a bag of compressed biscuits, tasted them casually, and showed a slight expression of disgust.

Carrot-flavored compressed biscuits retain the peculiar taste of this vegetable and highlight it to the extreme. I don’t know why they have not been discontinued yet.

"Thank you. Also, are there life jackets and life buoys on board?"

"No. Deep-sea hunters don't need that kind of thing. It would be too much of a hindrance to put it on the boat. It would be better to use the limited space to store food and fresh water. I believe you have learned to swim and you won't be afraid of such a small wave."

"I have learned it before... but you don't really want me to swim across the ocean by paddling, do you?"

Feng Qingyu held on tighter.

There is a joke in Yan Country that those who drown are those who can swim, because people who cannot swim will never be blindly confident that they can conquer a seemingly calm but actually dangerous area on their own, and they will never go into the water.

When entering the water, choose shallow water as much as possible so that your feet can always touch the ground.

Anyone who has learned to swim knows very well the feeling: the body is suspended in the water with no force points, unable to grab or step on anything hard, and the cold water flows through the fingers, taking away not only the body temperature but also the courage and calmness to face danger.

The longer you stay in the water, the longer you cannot grab anything that can give you a sense of security. The despair that spreads from the bottom of the water enters your body along with the coldness that seeps into your bones. In its own unique way, it disintegrates the will of those who try to escape, as well as the armor called "patience."

This is the Iberian Sea. It is neither gentle nor calm. It is deep and mysterious, like a gentleman who likes to hide in the dark and calculate silently, making a big move from time to time to catch people off guard. He decorates himself with calmness, but there are countless blood and bones under his feet.

The harsh sound of the wind rubbed against the hull, tore through the air, and irritated the fragile eardrums. The sound of the wind was like the mournful cries of the souls buried at the bottom of the sea.

Very strong, makes people feel cold all over.

"Just hold my and Laurentina's hands obediently. We promise not to let you go. Can you rest assured now?"

Skadi grabbed Feng Qingyu's trembling tail and held it between her two cold hands.

"Or, hold on here. There's nothing to worry about. I promised Dr. Kal'tsit that I would get you back to Rhodes Island safe and sound."

The tail is a very solid part of the Terran. Although it may seem fragile, it can save lives if grabbed at a critical moment. For example, if someone falls into water or falls off a cliff, the person nearby can grab the tail and save the person from death.

This kind of news is often seen in newspapers and on the Internet. Some people call on schools to add tail training courses, like Sargon's Adakles and the Phaedia, whose tails can carry axes and chop wood together with their hands.

Feng Qingyu was so distracted by her that he almost forgot he was still on the sea. A few minutes ago he was worried whether the boat would sink.

The little jokes from the deep-sea hunter diluted the tense atmosphere in the cabin, the shaking of the ship gradually slowed down, and the dizzy feeling weakened along with the sound of the wind.

The waves on the sea surface gently soothed the over-shaken side of the ship, and the manic temper disappeared without a trace, as if the incident that almost threw people out of the cabin had never happened.

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