Mystery Makes Me Strong

On the Pacific Ocean, on a major route to McCann.

A high-speed cruise ship is moving.

However, in its cockpit, there was no living person, only a dry and dehydrated corpse.

"Dead, all dead."

"Dead, all dead."

In the spacious dining room, there were three men and four women drinking water frantically.

Another person, with a dull gaze, muttered to himself.

"Bob, don't be silly there, drink more water!" A stout black man stuffed an open bottle of mineral water into the other's mouth.

The other party is like a baby, sucking instinctively.

"Lauris, can we go home alive?" a white woman shouted to the stout black man after drinking her belly until it was as round as if she was pregnant in October.

"It's definitely possible, Almighty God, he will definitely bless us. We are Noahs who were screened out!" The stout black man continued to drink water.

"I didn't expect that a **** would also be chosen by God..." Another white man muttered softly, but did not dare to say it out loud.

"What are you talking about?" The stout black man glared at him.

"It's nothing, I mean, it's great, all the people in the boat died, only the eight of us survived." The white man raised his hands and said.

"Okay, who of you can drive a boat?" The stout black man wanted to kill the other party very much, but manpower is the most precious thing now, even if the other party stays still, it is better than killing the other party.

In fact, he was a top student who graduated from a public high school in Mogart, Kansas, but because he didn't have the money to go to a prestigious university, he had to go to a community college that didn't cost money.

He knew very well that the curse he had just encountered should be a random selection.

The question is, is it more likely to choose one out of 8 people, or is it more likely to choose one out of 7 people?

Obviously it is the latter, so the opponent cannot die.

This is also the reason why he force-feeds the lunatic water.

"My father is a fisherman. I have learned to sail a boat, but there may be something different about this cruise ship." An Asian man raised his hand.

"Okay, let's go to the cabin with me. Although there should be an autopilot, it must be prevented from going the wrong way." The stout black man patted Asian on the shoulder and encouraged.

However, everyone else was huddled in the restaurant. Those cheap mineral water, which they usually didn't even look at, only favored cola and whisky, but now it has become their life-saving straw.

"You guys, carry the mineral water and come with us!" the stout black man ordered.

Some people wanted to object, but they gave up after measuring the size of the muscle groups on both sides.

At this time, black people can figure out what they can understand to a certain extent. There is no benefit in fighting other than consuming water in the body.

Soon, the group, under the pressure of the stout black man, went round and round to the cockpit.

When they saw the dry corpses of the captain and the first mate in the cockpit from the outside, their faces turned pale.

"No, no, we can't go in, we will be infected!" A woman cried and shouted with her head in her hands.

The stout black man stretched out his foot, kicked a crew member who was leaning against the door, and walked into the cockpit without hesitation.

In times of crisis, whoever dares to take responsibility and risk will naturally have the dominance. This is the axiom of human collective society.

The Asian man, the fisherman's son, closely followed the stout black man.

After a lot of tossing, he finally mastered the driving method of cruise ships.

"Fortunately, the autopilot system didn't malfunction. Just follow the original route. Depending on the time, it will take about six days."

"Six days? For that long, we will all die!" a white woman screamed.

"Shut up and save your saliva." The stout black man raised his fist and threatened.

Of course he was also very frightened. There were originally four or five hundred people on board, but in more than ten days, only eight of them were left.

This is the cruelty of the curse.

I don't know when, someone discovered that drinking water can fight against this dryness curse.

No, it should be said that it is instinct. Isn't thirst just to drink water?

At this point, the aliens who know too much have fallen into a misunderstanding.

Wen Rensheng's first thought was to use the power of alien species to fight, but he never thought of drinking water to fight.

Others think the same way.

A simple way like drinking water can fight against the power of rules?

The first cursed person, obviously wanted to drink water, but no one gave him a drink... When he recovered, he also forgot his request.

Drinking water alone can slow down the progress of dryness.

The confrontation between the rules is actually not that complicated.

When you are thirsty, you need to drink water, and when it rains, you need to open an umbrella. It's that simple.

However, confrontation does not mean resolution.

After the 8 people determined the course, they decided to move the mineral water into the cockpit.

After all, the course determines everything.

If you go in the wrong direction, the vast sea will often lead to missing ships.

The Asian man, while drinking water, looked at the sea outside through the window, keeping his course.

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, he rubbed his eyes and exclaimed, "No, there is a big iceberg ahead, we need to go around."

"Then go around quickly." The stout black man said subconsciously.

When you encounter an iceberg, shouldn't you just go around it?

Only the hapless Titanic gang would bump into it because of their arrogance and carelessness. In fact, they were completely able to avoid it.

The Asian man immediately adjusted the rudder, started to slow down, and turned...

This is a long process. The mass of the ship is huge, and the inertia is also huge. It is very difficult and slow to turn a corner.

Suddenly, the crazy man, Bob, appeared in the cockpit and waved his hands: "Stop the boat, stop the boat."

"Don't make trouble, Bob, we're going around that iceberg." The stout man grabbed the other's neck.

Bob struggled desperately: "No, God gave me a revelation, we are going to the iceberg."

"Going to the iceberg? You really are crazy, isn't that going to kill you?" a white woman laughed.

Others also despised them, and the other party was really frightened crazy.

After finally being able to sail home, you have to run to the iceberg at this time?

What's on the iceberg? Without any food other than fresh water, they would starve to death.

And the iceberg will melt, and it will drift. I don't know where it will go?

Above this ocean, it is impossible to expect someone thousands of miles to come to rescue. In fact, they have already sent out a distress signal.

However, for so many days, I haven't encountered a single ship.

They knew very well that it was actually the ship that received the signal, and they were avoiding them... No one wanted to be infected by the curse.

At that time, I shouldn't have told the whole situation honestly.

No one listened to Mad Bob, and the cruise finally turned to success and began to bypass the iceberg.

And that madman Bob, watching the iceberg pass by, he suddenly became more crazy, jumped off the deck, and swam towards the iceberg.

"He's really crazy. Even if he wants to go to the iceberg, he should get on a lifeboat and bring enough food." The Asian man shook his head.

"It's impossible for a madman to think so rationally." The stout black man said disdainfully.

Mad Bob, swimming all the way up the glacier.

It seemed that someone was telling him to do this~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He finally climbed onto a small piece of ice floes and waved to the distant cruise ship and shouted:

"This is Noah's Ark, come back, BACK, come back!"

However, what greeted him was only ridicule and contempt.

brutal reality.

The seemingly shrewd and capable leader will lead everyone to a dead end.

The truth is often in the hands of lunatics.

Two days later, the last person on the cruise was also fighting against the Curse of Dryness and died. He was swelled to death by water.

After all, the amount of water that the human body can absorb is limited, and they have forgotten that there is a disease called water poisoning...

Drinking water can fight dryness, but if you really want to solve the curse, you still have to rely on alien species.

Of course, with the happy education of the McCanns, it is not easy to expect a group of people with high school education to know about this disease. After all, even many of their doctors rely on search engines to treat the disease, and they have a common treatment method with someone.

Only Bob on the iceberg sang a song while grilling fish with a convex lens made of ice cubes.

"One, two, three, he's here."

"Four, five, six, he appeared at your window."

"Seven, eight, nine, hide under the bed and wait for him to go."

"Zero, you will survive."

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