Chapter 40 The worse the curse, the faster you will die.
The men on the two wooden boats probably really didn’t expect that they would still be hit after they had already cried and admitted their mistakes and begged for mercy.
Mu Qianqian, in particular, looks like a delicate and frail little girl. She grew up in a peaceful era, so she should have a soft heart, but Mu Qianqian is far beyond their expectations. p>
At the beginning, they were still begging for mercy and apologizing.
Gradually, he probably realized that begging for mercy and apologizing were of no use, so he started to curse loudly, and the three-character quintessence of Chinese culture was spoken, each sentence getting uglier than the last.
Listening to their curses, Nan Ci not only showed no anger or disgust at all, he even thought in his heart that they had better curse louder.
The harsher their scoldings, the more determined Mu Qianqian and Zhou Ziyang will be, and the faster these people will die.
The wooden boat could not withstand many hits, especially at the back. Zhou Ziyang and Mu Qianqian found their skills, and with their clever strength, they directly overturned the wooden boat, and the people on it naturally fell into the water. There is such deep water and there are no buildings around it.
After falling into the water, they could only wait for death.
Although the wooden boat capsized, it did not sink. They still wanted to climb up with the boat, but Mu Qianqian bumped the wooden boat again, and they were knocked out.
The weather was very cold, and the water was even colder. These people were also wearing thick clothes. After their clothes were soaked, they fell heavily on them.
It didn't take long for their bodies to gradually sink.
Watching them sink to the bottom, and then watching them rise up, Mu Qianqian's face turned extremely pale, her legs and feet went weak, and she fell directly into the cabin.
Zhou Ziyang quickly supported Mu Qianqian, who seemed to be in better condition than Mu Qianqian, but not much better.
The old Taoist priest stepped forward and Zhou Ziyang said, "Hold her and sit in the back. It's not a big deal. Don't think too much."
Just listening to the old Taoist priest's words, you know that he is not simple.
Looking at Li Chuang again, he didn't even glance at the floating corpses. He took out the rope from somewhere and was busy working on it.
One end of the rope is hung on the submarine, and the other end is hung on the wooden boat.
Probably feeling Nan Ci staring at him, Li Chuang turned his head and looked at Nan Ci, "It's a waste to leave these wooden boats here. It's better to take them back and exchange them for some gold."
Nan Ci raised his eyebrows, "You like gold very much?"
It’s the end of the world, what else do you need gold for?
But then I thought about it, gold is a special metal after all. In addition to looking good and being used as money, it also has other functions.
As long as the officialdom doesn't completely collapse in one day and keeps some gold in hand, it might actually be useful.
There is also some gold in Nan Ci's space, but the amount is not large, so should she also get some gold?
Just as Nan Ci was thinking about it, he heard Li Chuang burst into laughter.
"Of course I like it! Is there anyone in the world who doesn't like gold?"
Nan Ci thought about it seriously and shook his head, "Who knows!"
Although gold is really lovable, what if there are really people in this world who regard money as dirt!
A simple two-sentence conversation made the relationship between them a little closer.
With Li Chuang's reminder, Nan Ci also found ropes from the boat and tied a wooden boat.
The final result was that Li Chuang pulled two wooden boats alone, and the old Taoist priest and Nan Ci each pulled one.
As for the kayak they used when they came, they simply deflated it, folded it casually, and put it away.
When we already have a boat, who would use a kayak?
Having a ship is still the first step. They still need to get fuel. If there is no fuel, let alone looking for supplies in the future, whether they can go back smoothly today is still a question.
Li Chuang told them about the location of the fuel, but then another thorny problem arose.
Each barrel of fuel is very heavy. It would be as difficult as climbing to the sky to lift it out from the water simply by hand.
The three of them looked at each other and frowned.
Nan Ci looked at the rope tied to the boat and said, "Why don't you use a rope to pull it? I have a set of diving equipment at home and a long rope. When the time comes, I will put it on and tie the fuel to the rope, and you guys will pull on it.
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When Li Chuang heard this, his eyes began to shine, "Really? That's great! I knew you were special, Nan Ci."
Nan Ci smiled slightly, "Then let's talk about how we will divide the fuel after we get it up."
It is easy to cooperate but difficult to distribute.
Some things are better to be discussed in advance.
Li Chuang said without any hesitation, "What's there to worry about? This thing belongs to me. If you want to get out the equipment, Nan Ci, you have to go down and tie the rope. We all contribute the most. You and I each need four."
It’s done, the three of them will help pull it up, and it’s only 20%. What do you think?”
It can be seen from previous contacts that Li Chuang is indeed a relatively bold and unrestrained person. He is very straightforward in speaking and doing things, but he is definitely not willing to suffer losses.
Nan Ci didn't find it strange at all that he would come up with such a distribution plan.
"I don't have any objections." Nan Ci said lightly, then looked at the three old Taoist priests, "What about you?"
The old Taoist smiled freely and said, "I don't have any objections to you, Taoist."
Mu Qianqian shook her head, and Zhou Ziyang also shook his head.
Now that the opinions have been unified, it was finally decided that the three old Taoist priests would stay here, while Nan Ci and Li Chuang went back to get the diving equipment and ropes, and also pulled the wooden boat back.
Fortunately, there was much more fuel in the submarine than Nan Ci had imagined. Let alone going back, even a round trip was easy.
When they came, they paddled a kayak and it took them two hours to arrive.
When I went back, my speed was more than a little faster. It didn't take forty minutes and I was already back downstairs in Building 11 of Mingcheng Jiayuan.
The roar of the engine, coupled with the excessive speed and splashing of water, made the noise very loud.
Not only in Building 11, but also in the windows of Building 12 next door, countless heads appeared, all looking desperately out.
Nan Ci even heard someone cheering.
They must have thought that someone from the authorities was here.
But the reality can only disappoint them.
The exit of Building 11, which was smashed out by Nan Ci and the others, was now full of people. These people were all shouting and wanting to leave with the official people.
But when they saw clearly that the people on the boat were Nan Ci and Li Chuang, they shut up instantly.
The joy is gone, the hope is gone, there is only shock, inquiry, jealousy and hatred.
Nan Ci is not interested in understanding the complicated eyes and thoughts of these people.
Nan Ci turned to look at Li Chuang, "I'll go up and get the equipment. You sell the wooden boat here. If no one wants it here, go to other buildings and ask around later."
