What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

Five minutes ago.

The waters near Maojian Island.

On the fishing boat Yangluyu 18, the Zhou family father and son were rocking back and forth.

They said they were fishing boats.

But in reality, it was just a small sampan.

There weren't many fish to begin with in the nearshore waters, and the Zhou father and son didn't rely on fishing at sea to make money.

They opened a bed and breakfast on the shore, and business was very good during the peak season.

The restaurant's signature dish, braised small sea fish, is especially popular.

The main ingredient of this dish—miscellaneous fish—was caught by the Zhou family father and son when they went out to sea.

Sometimes, when the harvest is good, we can even sell some of it for the guests staying at the guesthouse.

Sometimes the harvest is a little less than ideal, but that's okay. At worst, we can just go back and tell the guests that we're having a vegetarian meal today.

So the father and son appeared quite relaxed on the boat.

"Son, take the net in."

Zhou's father looked up at the sky.

I felt it was still early today, so I decided to try my luck again.

"The waves are calm today, let's go check out the fjord area, that's where the fish live."

The so-called fjord is the back side of Maojian Island.

That is a rugged landform formed by seawater erosion.

The area is characterized by deep trenches and numerous reefs.

Under normal circumstances, Zhou's father would never dare to go over there.

Because even the slightest bit of wind or waves could cause their boat to go out of control in the fjord, putting them in danger.

Available today.

The sea was as flat as a mirror, making driving very easy, so Zhou's father thought it was a good day for an adventure.

But Xiao Zhou frowned after hearing this: "Dad, isn't this a bad idea?"

"What's wrong with it?" Zhou's father glared. "Going to the fjord that day will cause a huge loss."

"No, I just received a weather warning from the maritime authorities."

Xiao Zhou pointed to the Big Dipper on the ship.

This is standard equipment on all fishing boats in China, capable of receiving text and image weather warnings transmitted via satellite.

"They say there's severe convective weather in our area."

Zhou's father: ? ? ?

He immediately looked up at the sky.

His face was full of confusion.

"Is the maritime department some kind of idiot?"

"Do they give weather forecasts verbally?"

Zhou's father angrily pointed to the sky.

There wasn't a single cloud in sight.

You call this severe convective weather?

"Dad, the weather at sea is unpredictable."

Fortunately, Xiao Zhou is quite rational and believes in science.

"Thunderstorms can come suddenly, so I think it's better not to take the risk."

Zhou's father looked up at the sky again.

Although he was unconvinced, he still had some reservations.

indeed.

The weather at sea is not the same as on land.

This is a place where people can turn on each other in an instant.

I'm not a professional deep-sea fisherman, so there's no need for me to take that risk.

"If you ask me, it's because you young people are overthinking things."

"Fine, if I don't want to go, I won't."

"Let's just wander around here for a bit and then head back. Let's set up a few more floats."

Xiao Zhou nodded obediently, preparing to go to the aft deck to work.

Just then.

The Beidou navigation system on the ship sounded again.

This is the Linhai Maritime Safety Administration!

[Following notification from higher-level meteorological authorities!]

A typhoon has formed over a large area between Maojian Island and Huowei Island!

[Local winds could reach super typhoon strength!]

[Central wind circle: Force 17; Outer wind circle: Force 15!]

Navigation is currently completely prohibited in the East China Sea!

All vessels that have already set sail are requested to return to port immediately!

[Repeated, based on forecast from higher-level meteorological department...]

The reminders were repeated endlessly in the BeiDou terminal.

The Zhou father and son were completely dumbfounded.

A Category 17 typhoon?

As native fishermen, they have seen many typhoons.

However, a Category 17 typhoon only happens two or three times in a lifetime.

To know.

Category 17 is the highest level of typhoon; there is no higher.

Most typhoons may maintain a high intensity of Category 17 at sea, but their wind force will definitely decrease once they approach the coast.

A typical typhoon with an intensity of 13-14 on the Beaufort scale is enough to cause devastating damage to land.

"Wh...what the hell?" Zhou's father stammered, stunned. "What did he just say?"

Xiao Zhou: "Hmm...it looks like a typhoon!"

"where?"

Xiao Zhou: "From Maojian Island to Huowei Island!"

"Isn't that the top of my head!"

Zhou's father raised his head and began to question the meaning of life.

I'm not even going to say anything about a level 17 typhoon warning.

The key is!

The weather forecast says there's a typhoon overhead.

How is that possible!

At this moment, the sky above was clear and cloudless; there wasn't a single drop of moisture to be seen, let alone clouds.

That's it!

Where did the typhoon come from?

Level 17?

"Are the people at the weather bureau out of their minds?"

Mr. Zhou was so angry that he started swearing.

"One minute it's strong convection, the next it's a typhoon."

"Are they just messing around here?"

Xiao Zhou was a little scared: "Is it possible that we're in the eye of the storm?"

"If you don't use your brain, you might as well sell it on Zhuanzhuan (a second-hand marketplace app)."

Mr. Zhou laughed in anger.

There is no wind in the eye of the storm.

"But have you ever seen a typhoon suddenly form in the East China Sea?"

"I've lived by the sea for half my life, and I've never seen an eye of the storm forming overhead."

"Call 12345 immediately and file a complaint against the meteorological bureau."

"Damn it, it's not easy for us to go out to sea, and all we get is their nonsense weather forecasts."

"Seriously, that's bullshit."

……

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at the same time.

Linhai Meteorological Bureau.

Seven or eight engineers from the provincial department gathered around Zhang Xiaohui's workstation, their brows furrowed in worry.

Based on the information currently displayed on the radar.

The East China Sea coast is about to be hit by the largest typhoon since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The radar color in the central area has turned dark purple, exceeding the machine's preset threshold.

If the typhoon maintains this intensity and makes landfall, it will be a Dragon-level disaster.

The three provinces and eighteen cities along the coast will all face their doom.

"Has the warning been issued?" Chief Engineer Tang asked anxiously.

"We have already contacted the maritime authorities, and they are making every effort to recall the vessel."

Chief Engineer Tang: "Has the information been synchronized with the Central Meteorological Observatory?"

"It's already synchronized! The National Meteorological Center is holding an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures."

Chief Engineer Tang remained silent upon hearing this.

Such a large-scale meteorological disaster cannot be solved by a single province or city alone.

In fact.

Chief Engineer Tang felt that everything he was seeing had exceeded his knowledge.

Now he can only hope that the academicians at the China Meteorological Administration can provide a reasonable explanation.

All the Linhai Meteorological Bureau can do is monitor the radar echoes from the front lines.

Has the echo changed during this period?

Zhang Xiaohui immediately raised his hand: "Reporting to Chief Engineer Tang, the situation at the central cloud map is still deteriorating; it's extremely dire!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

When their gaze fell on the screen in front of Zhang Xiaohui, all they saw was a deep purple.

Wang Xiangjun couldn't help but gasp.

"Chief Engineer, the situation is much more serious than when we issued the typhoon warning."

"Wind speed, temperature, and rainfall are all fluctuating dramatically."

Should we issue another warning?

As Chief Engineer Tang looked at the radar screen, a sudden surge of anger welled up within him.

"Warning? How the hell can we get a warning?"

A few minutes ago.

The images he saw could also be explained using meteorology.

But now.

The image is outrageous!

"A temperature of -198 degrees Celsius! Gale-force winds of level 60! Hail, thunderstorms, and it's even snowing! Is this the end of the world?"