Raft for All: I'm guaranteed to get a golden affix when I upgrade!

Xiao Zheng nodded but didn't reply.

He has already acquired those two legendary treasures.

"So you've been running."

"Running from the deep sea to the shallow sea, and from the shallow sea to the surface of the sea."

Lingxi swallowed hard.

"The pursuers chased me several times, but each time they just missed."

"Later on, I lost too much blood and couldn't swim anymore. I could only lie on that driftwood and wait to die."

She looked up at Xiao Zheng.

"If you hadn't saved me, I would be dead."

Xiao Zheng reacted calmly and went straight to the most crucial question.

How many people are pursuing you?

Lingxi bit her lip.

"Helian Cang has at least three hundred elite troops under his command, but he won't send them all out to chase me. There should be a tracking team of ten to twenty people following behind."

"They are all of rare-level or higher combat strength, and the leader is probably even higher."

As she said this, her whole body began to tremble slightly.

"They have a secret method for tracking bloodlines."

"As long as I'm alive, as long as I leave my mark in the sea, they can follow the trail and pinpoint my location step by step."

"Every day I stay here, they get one step closer to getting here."

Xiao Zheng leaned against the mast, his arms crossed over his chest.

Ten to twenty rare-level items.

At this stage, such combat power is indeed terrifying.

But what was on his mind was a calculation.

A rare monster can give you at least a hundred experience points, and killing one can also trigger the God's Plunder.

If twenty of them come, he can easily be promoted two levels.

These aren't pursuers.

This is a package of experience delivered right to your door.

As he was thinking, Lingxi suddenly climbed up from the deck.

thump.

She slammed her knees onto the wooden board and knelt before Xiao Zheng.

Lin Xiaoya almost dropped the coconut juice cup in her hand.

"grown ups!"

Lingxi knelt there, her head bowed low.

"I know that staying by your side will only be a burden to you!"

"But I really have nowhere else to go!"

Her shoulders began to tremble with each sob.

"I can do all the dirty and hard work—salvaging, moving things, cleaning materials, diving for treasure…anything!"

Please take me in.

Two lines of clear tears slid down her face.

The teardrops fell onto the deck and turned into two round little pearls.

Xiao Zheng looked down at her.

He bent down, placed two fingers under Lingxi's chin, and lifted her face.

His face was streaked with tears, his eyes were red and swollen, and his long legs were still trembling as he knelt on the deck.

Xiao Zheng's voice wasn't loud, but every word he uttered was delivered with force.

"Once you're on my ship, you're mine."

"Even if the sea god came, he couldn't take it away."

Lingxi froze.

Then, the tears couldn't be stopped at all, and pearls fell all over the deck with a clatter.

She lunged forward, grabbing Xiao Zheng's arm tightly with both hands, burying her head in his chest, her shoulders shaking violently.

From the moment her mother pushed her into the secret passage, she was alone.

One person runs, one person bleeds, and one person lies on a piece of driftwood waiting to die.

Now, someone is telling her "you can't take it with you".

These three words completely shattered the last thread of her tension.

next to.

Lin Xiaoya looked at the two people hugging each other, raised the coconut juice cup in her hand to her lips, and gulped down three big mouthfuls.

I almost choked on the fourth sip because I took it too fast.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, a smile on her face.

Xiao Zheng glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

The more perfect that smile was, the more sour that coconut juice tasted.

He gently patted Lingxi on the back.

"Alright, get up."

Lingxi lifted her head from his embrace, vigorously wiped her face, obediently let go, and took half a step back.

"Don't call me benefactor anymore, just call me Xiao Zheng."

"Xiao... Zheng".

Lingxi read it aloud, nodded, and then smiled.

After laughing, she instinctively moved closer to Xiao Zheng.

"cough."

Lin Xiaoya put down her empty coconut juice cup, got up and walked over, slowly standing between Xiao Zheng and Ling tide.

"Senior, there are pearls all over the deck. Should we pick them up? It would be a shame to waste them."

Xiao Zheng looked down.

Good guy.

Twenty or thirty pearls rolled across the deck, some as big as a thumbnail, each one round and translucent.

This girl's tears are worth half a year's worth of pearl harvesting for others.

He was about to bend down to pick it up.

Suddenly the wind stopped.

The six-meter-high sail above lost its support, the canvas collapsed loosely, and remained hanging motionless on the mast.

The sea surface became abnormally flat, without even a ripple.

Xiao Zheng suddenly looked up.

Powder mist.

Previously, the pink mist on the sea surface had been kept low by the sea breeze, and the platform was moving, so the concentration remained very low.

As soon as the wind stopped, the fog, no longer suppressed, surged up from the edges of the deck.

A large amount of powder mist poured back into the water platform at an absurdly fast speed.

Three seconds.

A light pink hue had already settled on the deck.

Xiao Zheng took a breath, and a sweet, cloying taste filled his nostrils.

There was no physical reaction.

But the other two can't.

thump.

Lin Xiaoya smashed the coconut juice cup in her hand onto the deck, spilling coconut juice all over the floor.

She collapsed, her legs buckled, and she knelt on the ground, her hands trembling wildly as she braced herself against the deck.

"Senior... my legs... my legs are so weak..."

Her face flushed instantly, her breathing became heavy, and although she was still conscious, her body was completely out of her control.

This time, I was blown all over my face on the open deck, and the concentration was more than ten times that of the last time.

the other side.

Lingxi's condition is also not good.

The moment the high-concentration powder mist entered, an abnormal pinkish tinge quickly rose on her skin from her neck to her arms.

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and his body swayed twice before he managed to stay upright by holding onto the mast.

"Xiao Zheng... I feel so dizzy..."

Xiao Zheng did not hesitate for a second.

He bent down, scooped up Lin Xiaoya, and hoisted her onto his left shoulder.

He grabbed Lingxi's arm with his right hand and dragged her up.

The weight of over 170 pounds is very easy for him.

He took three steps to the door of the wooden house and kicked it open.

Lin Xiaoya was placed on the sofa on the first floor, while Ling tide was shoved into the corner.

"Stay inside, keep all doors and windows tightly shut, don't open them!"

Lin Xiaoya slumped on the sofa, her body weak, but she could still nod.

Lingxi leaned against the wall, her legs trembling and her face burning hot, but she still managed to respond with a strong shout when she heard the order.

Xiao Zheng stepped out and slammed the door shut.

He turned and strode toward the mast.

The powdery fog on the deck was so thick that visibility was only twenty meters.

The sail collapsed completely, and there wasn't a breath of wind.

The 150-square-meter floating platform remained motionless, firmly anchored in this pink sea.

Xiao Zheng looked up at the loose sail.

can not wait.

If this continues, the powdery mist seeping into the wooden house will only get thicker and thicker, and those two girls won't be able to hold out for long.

He grabbed the sail rope and pulled violently, lowering the canvas halfway down.

Then the angle of the mainsail was turned 90 degrees, changing the windward orientation from frontal to side.

He loosened the sail ropes, ran to the mast base, and gripped the bottom fixing frame with both hands.

Hard.

Eighty-three points of power erupted in full force!

The six-meter-high solid wood mast creaked violently under his brute force and slowly tilted fifteen degrees to the right.

Half of the side sail caught a very faint wisp of air.

The sail bulged slightly.

The platform slowly began to move.

But it's too slow.

Xiao Zheng loosened the mast, turned around and grabbed two spare planks leaning against the wall, inserting them into the gap at the stern of the deck as oars.

He stood at the very end of the platform, holding a two-meter-long wooden plank in each hand.

Start paddling.

Each time it crashed into the sea, the water splashed high, and the 150-square-meter platform shot forward a bit.

The muscles in his arms were stretched to their limit, his shirt was soaked and stuck to his back, and sweat streamed down his back.

The speed is increasing.

One, two, three—

The platform sped up, smashing through the waves in front of it, and rushed straight eastward!

The powdery mist swept rapidly past both sides of the deck.

Xiao Zheng glanced at the map out of the corner of his eye.

It is about two miles from the eastern edge of the misty sea.

He gritted his teeth and put in even more effort.

The wooden planks made a dull groan in the seawater.

Inside the wooden house.

Lin Xiaoya leaned against the windowsill, looking through the floor-to-ceiling glass at the figure outside paddling like a madman.

Her whole body was burning hot, her limbs... My mind is starting to feel foggy.

But that figure, step by step, steadily pushed forward.

A person.

Pushing a 150-square-meter platform, speeding across the sea.

Lingxi leaned against the wall, looking out the window. The blush on her face hadn't faded, and she hugged her shoulders tightly.

Lin Xiaoya didn't answer, her fingers gripping the window frame tightly.

on the deck.

Xiao Zheng slammed the planks into the sea one by one.

The powdery mist ahead finally began to thin out.

The edges of the fog layer faintly revealed the normal color of the sea surface.

One last time.

The wooden board on the left broke in two.

But the platform, propelled by inertia, broke through the boundary of the pink mist sea!

A clean sea breeze swept in, instantly dispelling the pink mist that lingered on the deck.

Xiao Zheng threw away the broken plank in his hand, leaned on the mast, and took a couple of deep breaths.

He wiped the sweat from his face and glanced back at the wooden house.

The door was still closed.

There was no sound from inside.

He stepped forward, just raising his hand to push the door open—

The door was opened from the inside.

Lingxi stood at the door, her legs still trembling, the blush on her face not yet completely gone.

She looked up at Xiao Zheng.

"Xiao Zheng... I feel so bad..."

Behind her, Lin Xiaoya slumped on the sofa, her collar spread wide, her breathing heavy and disordered, and one hand weakly reaching out to Xiao Zheng.

"Senior..."