Chapter 1055: Method

"Ten years! A whole decade! There are 5,256,000 minutes in a full decade! There are 40 minutes in a cycle, that is to say, 131,400 times!!"

The more the wrench spoke, the more excited he became, and the saliva flew from his mouth. "Do you know why I can remember so clearly? Without being driven crazy? Because every time I cycle my thinking ability, my sanity will be reset! But the only thing that hasn't been reset is my memory!!"

As soon as he said this, the entire deck was completely silent. These people with snowflakes on their faces froze in place, looking at each other, a faint breath of despair spread in the air.

Seeing that morale began to drop gradually, Klass immediately began to encourage him, "Don't listen to his nonsense! He was alone at the time, but now there are so many of us. We can always think of a way!"

"This seems to be a certain position, without any intelligence. We have seen similar situations, haven't we? Just like the fish island before, it was not much more dangerous than this at the time?" After Klaas interrupted, the morale finally stopped lowered.

But it is not enough to prevent the decline in morale. Next, a solution must be found.

Klass and the decision-makers of the first mate and the second mate began to gather together, thinking about how to find a solution.

Meanwhile, the cycle continues, with them returning to the deck over and over again.

"I can't just sit like this, these difficulties can't stop me! You go in first, let me try." Lily said to them and flew into the air.

The slender body is precious by the light, and the dazzling sunlight shoots out from her body, covering everything around, the snowflakes fluttering in the sky, and the icebergs near the ship begin to melt gradually, at this moment, the earth sea seems to have a sun again.

They didn't dare to look at this scene after experiencing the death light, and hid in the cabin with shock in their hearts. When the light was over, the snowflakes and icebergs in the sky disappeared, and they were much cleaner in an instant.

"Successful?" Klaas walked out with the other crew members, looking towards the dark sky above.

The snowflakes disappeared, and it didn't seem to be falling again, and a glimmer of hope gradually appeared on everyone's faces.

But in the next second, they were transported to the deck again, the snowflakes in the air fell again, and a new cycle started again.

Seeing her own way, Lily pursed her lips and started a new round of attempts, but no matter how she used the power in her body, she would always be sent back to the deck.

Finally, after trying 15 cycles, Lily stopped. The powerful energy left by the God of Light had no effect on this weird scene. This was the first time for her.

Lily's eyes were red, and there was a trace of grievance on her face, but she immediately put away this expression.

She is no longer a child, and she has no one to rely on, and she must persevere.

Lily sat down and began to analyze the experience gained from so many experiments.

Seeing that Lily's solution was not working, Klass, as the captain, stood up.

He gathered all the trapped crew members, and after deliberating for a few seconds, he said, "Just now, the first officer and I have thought of several possible ways to succeed, and everyone must do what I say."

"The reason we're in this cycle is because we touch that white thing, and we don't know how that affects us, but maybe we can try to isolate it from it."

"After entering the cycle again, first officer, you start to record the number of cycles, and then you use your wind tunnel relic to aim at the sky, and blow all the snow away, while the others use their blades to cut it off immediately. The parts of the body that touch the snow, whether it is hair, clothes or skin, must be cut off immediately!"

This method is outrageous, but the crew has no objection. On board, the captain's order is everything.

A new round of attempts started, but it still didn't work, even if they cut their whole body to the blood, it still didn't work.

Seeing that the first set of plans didn't work, Klass went on to the next set of plans, repeating the cycle over and over again, while they tried over and over again.

After 12 cycles, Klaas's plan was finally tried. Everyone froze in place, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became weird.

"It's okay! Let's keep thinking! This time everyone thinks together!" The determined Klass didn't have any intention of giving up.

They talked to each other about various solutions, and even Lily joined in, and they didn't feel hungry or sleepy in the cycle.

Make a solution and then try the solution, over and over again.

I don't know how long it took, and when they returned to the deck again, no one was talking this time, not even Kolas.

They have already thought of various solutions, and they can no longer squeeze new ones out of their minds.

Everyone turned their gazes to Klaas, waiting for the captain to issue new instructions.

Everyone is trying to keep themselves from breaking down, they are always determined that there is a way to leave, or they have to force themselves to deceive themselves.

Feeling the real eyes of the crew, Klass seemed to be carrying a mountain on his back.

After maintaining this depressing atmosphere for a few cycles, Klaas spoke with difficulty. "Come on! Let's try to pray to the gods!"

Hearing this, everyone's pupils shrank immediately. Doing so was extremely dangerous. Everyone knew that praying to any god was taboo at sea.

It's okay if they don't respond, if there is a response, maybe the god's response will be worse than the current situation.

Perhaps Klass really had no other way, so he made such a bad move.

god of light

bird of misery

eye in mind

Fortan

thunder ship

Punos

IDIC

revelers.

Earthsea believed in many, many gods. They began to try one by one, began to pray to him, and even began to work together to draw their portraits on the deck.

They change gods every cycle, and when their known gods are exhausted, nothing changes.

Klass gave no more morale boosts, as the morale of the crew had hit rock bottom.

"Mate, how long have we been in?" Klass took a sip from his glass.

"I'm counting, it's just been fifteen days." The first mate's words completely overwhelmed everyone's minds.

Fifteen days have just passed, and they have to spend the remaining nine years, eleven months, and fifteen days in this hopeless life!

Everyone is venting their fear in their own way, some are cursing, some are roaring and some are crying.

Among them, those who are not mentally healthy take even more extreme methods.

"Damn it! It's so fucking boring! I'm leaving first!" A sailor suddenly raised his pistol, pointed it at his head and pulled the trigger forcefully.

"Touch!" White and red were sprinkled on the snow in an instant, and the surroundings became quiet for an instant, and everyone subconsciously looked at their weapons.

At this moment, the cycle started again, and everyone was shocked to find that the sailor who had just died appeared next to them with his head intact.

"Hehehe, it's useless, do you really think that I haven't tried to commit suicide in the past ten years?"

The creepy words of the wrench faintly passed into everyone's ears.