My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome-Chapter 269 - 268 Nautical Anecdotes (Part 2) Vote for
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“Whimper~”
Qiuqiu looked at Shao Zifeng with a pitiful expression, pointed at the steak, then at its smooth gums, the fierce scales on its head drooping, unspeakably dejected.
Helplessly, Shao Zifeng looked at it, tapped its little head with his finger, sat down, and began cutting the steak into strips for it.
“Whimper~”
Qiuqiu clung to Shao Zifeng’s wrist with its little paws, watching the steak slowly turn into strips in the plate, its eyes squinting with happiness.
It looked at Shao Zifeng with gratitude and wiped the tears from the corner of its mouth with his sleeve.
“Alright, eat.”
Shao Zifeng pinched a bit of the meat strips and held it up to Qiuqiu’s mouth, watching as it opened its mouth and ate.
“Is it delicious?”
“Whimper~”
“Then eat some more.”
“Whimper!”
In the following time, Shao Zifeng fed and Qiuqiu ate.
Time seemed to return to that cramped rental room, where he used to feed Qiuqiu breadworms the same way.
“Whimper!” (Don’t think of such disgusting things while eating!)
“Alright, alright, I won’t think about it, eat some more.”
“Whimper~ Woo.”
Qiuqiu licked the corners of its mouth, looking at the clean plate.
Shao Zifeng watched it with a beaming smile, “Are you full?”
“Whimper~” Qiuqiu hesitated, glancing furtively at another plate, then firmly nodded its head.
Seeing it like this, Shao Zifeng suddenly felt the gratification of an old father seeing his child becoming sensible; he pulled out some Dragon species nutritional dry food from his pocket: “There’s also this~”
“Whimper!” Qiuqiu’s eyes sparkled with excitement as it cheered, lying in the palm of Shao Zifeng’s hand and eating.
After eating, Qiuqiu dutifully ran into Shao Zifeng’s pocket to sleep.
The group gathered again in the central rest area of the hall.
“Where did we leave off?”
Station Manager Cui, with his beer belly, lounged comfortably on a sofa with a toothpick in his mouth, which seemed like it could fall out at any moment as he spoke.
“We were discussing the legendary elemental beings in Antarctica,” Tang Tang, with her two braids, raised her hand, resembling a well-behaved student answering a teacher’s question in class.
“Oh, that.”
Station Manager Cui removed the toothpick, his eyes suddenly filled with a worldly weariness, as if he were an elderly man who had weathered many storms.
“Station Manager! Could you talk about the journey on the way there instead, you’ve almost talked about the stories of Antarctica all afternoon,” a tall, thin man spoke up, interrupting.
Station Manager Cui glared at him fiercely, “I was just gearing up my emotions, and you just disrupted it.”
With that, he grumbled, “It’s about the journey, right.”
“Yes, yes, after leaving the mainland, were there many mutant creatures on the high seas?” Tang Tang looked eagerly at Station Manager Cui.
The group was all engaged in related research; beyond the shallow seas, mutant creatures in the deep sea were extremely rare.
Not because they were few in number, on the contrary, the number of mutant creatures in the deep sea likely exceeded people’s imagination, solely because the deep sea was too dangerous, inaccessible to ordinary people, and unnecessary for major organizations to explore.
Station Manager Cui chuckled, “Not really, mutant creatures in the deep sea actually don’t like to surface.”
“They live in the deep sea where the pressure is extremely high, roughly equal to the internal pressure in their bodies. But when they leave the deep sea, due to the lower external pressure and unchanged internal pressure, their internal organs can burst, leading to death.”
“Just like many years ago before the ‘Unknown Recovery Event’ occurred, humans had to wear pressure suits to go into outer space,” he explained.
Upon hearing the station chief Cui’s words, Shao Zifeng suddenly felt somewhat bewildered.
After getting used to the life here, he often tried to perceive problems from a non-scientific perspective.
For example, in his imagination of sailing across the deep ocean, he expected to encounter many interesting mutant creatures with magical powers that added intrigue to the journey.
However, when someone suddenly explained things from a scientific perspective, Shao Zifeng found it hard to wrap his mind around it.
Station chief Cui picked up his cup, only to find it empty, and the young man sitting next to him diligently filled it up for him.
At that moment, someone asked, “Does that mean that on the way to Antarctica, besides various harsh weather conditions, only the Floating Ice Sea Area near the Ross Sea is the most dangerous?”
Station chief Cui paused slightly with the cup in his hand upon hearing this question, “Have you guys heard of the legends of sea monsters?”
Sea monsters…
Shao Zifeng’s expression flickered slightly, but he did not join the conversation.
They were just talking about science, so how did it suddenly take on a flavor of medieval maritime exploration?
Could it be that Cthulhu and steampunk might pop up next?
Seeing that no one spoke, Tang Tang hesitantly raised her hand and asked, “Are sea monsters mermaids?”
“Mermaids could be considered a type of sea monster, I suppose.”
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Station chief Cui stroked his round belly, a nostalgic look on his face, “That was ten years ago, during my first voyage to Antarctica.”
“Back then, the ice-breaking ship we used was a second-hand one bought from another country, with facilities far inferior to what we have now. Most of the time, we researchers did nothing but play cards to pass the time, besides eating and sleeping.”
“One evening, just like usual after dinner and feeling too stifled to stay in our rooms all day, someone suggested we go out on the deck to catch some sea breeze.”
“I still remember the moonlight was beautiful that night. A few of us, dressed in windbreakers, leaned on the front deck’s railing to enjoy the moonlight, when suddenly a thin fog appeared over the sea surface.”
“As we debated endlessly about this rare natural phenomenon, the mist slowly thickened, and a person named Li Changgeng claimed he heard a woman singing in the fog, and he even said she was smiling at him.”
“We all joked that he was going crazy missing his wife, but like possessed, he suddenly leaped overboard.”
The hall was utterly quiet, with only station chief Cui’s narrative voice; everyone seemed mesmerized, listening intently.
Chef Wu finished cleaning the kitchen counter and took off his apron, casting a sidelong glance at station chief Cui.
He remembered his first Antarctic expedition with station chief Cui, who had tricked him with this story until he truly believed it, then suddenly burst into laughter, admitting he had made it all up.
“Such a low-class sense of humor,” Chef Wu muttered to himself.
After a busy night, Chef Wu decided to check out the observation area, which featured dual-aspect floor-to-ceiling windows offering a clear view of the vast sea area.
This was one of the few personal spaces he had as a chef.
The storytelling continued in the hall, while Chef Wu looked sympathetically at the group of youngsters before heading into the observation area.
Sitting in an armchair, Chef Wu crossed his legs.
Um.
The position was somewhat challenging for him, and he decided to give it up.
Today was not a good day for viewing.
It was cloudy, and the observation deck only allowed views of the icebreaker’s searchlights illuminating a limited area on the front deck.
Only when lightning streaked across the sky could the turbulent sea surface be seen momentarily.
But Chef Wu still enjoyed it tirelessly.
Then, a blue-purple bolt of lightning streaked again, and Chef Wu’s expression suddenly froze.
He rubbed his eyes, somewhat in disbelief, prepared to take another look when the next flash of lightning struck.
Shortly after, another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and Chef Wu’s eyes widened as he abruptly stood up.
His body trembled slightly, and station chief Cui’s words sounded like the whispers of a demon in his ears.
Because he indeed saw the thin mist on the sea surface!
