Chapter 327 Despair in Hope
As Audrey spoke, everyone else's eyes focused on her.
World said calmly, "It's a bit troublesome indeed. I want to issue a commission for this. I need a ship to help me leave that uninhabited island."
Audrey and the others turned their eyes to Alger. At present, only Mr. Hanged Man could solve the problem at sea.
Alger suppressed his displeasure and said calmly, "There are many uninhabited islands on the sea. You need to give a specific location so that I can help you find a way to get a ship."
"It should be in the waters near the Rossde Islands."
World gave a more reliable location, which was the approximate location determined by his observation of the nearby waters, the starry sky above, the direction of the ocean currents, and many other aspects for several days.
"Should?" Alger frowned slightly.
"Yes, I drifted on the sea for a while before I landed on the deserted island. I can only guess that it is roughly located in the sea area near the Rossde Islands."
Alger shook his head and said, "The information you gave is too little. I don't have the ability to have people explore the sea area near the Rossde Islands."
The world was a little disappointed and said, "Is there no other feasible way?"
"The sea is very dangerous, especially some places that have not been explored. There are also dangerous sea areas near the Rossde Islands that need to be detoured. Your luck may be very bad."
Alger thought about it and popularized to the world how to survive on an uninhabited deserted island and how to attract the attention of nearby ships.
"Mr. Hanged Man, thank you for your help." The world thanked sincerely.
Alger's face eased a lot, and his vigilance against this new member was dissipated a lot.
Just after joining the Tarot Club, he asked Miss Justice and himself for help one after another. In the future, even if he gets out of trouble, he needs to give himself and Miss Justice three points in the right to speak in the Tarot Club.
Fors, who never missed any detail, asked, "Mr. World, how did you end up on an uninhabited island?"
"The ship I was on encountered huge waves and was unfortunately swept into the sea. I happened to be drifting on the sea with an empty oak barrel, and was finally pushed onto the beach of an uninhabited island by the waves."
Fors nodded and silently recorded the relevant information of this new member in his heart.
The world looked at Miss Justice, "I am still trapped on an uninhabited island. I can repay the debt I owe with some extraordinary knowledge. Of course, you can choose to discuss this issue after I get out of trouble."
Audrey said generously, "Mr. World, I deeply sympathize with your experience. Providing some food and water is just a small help. As a member of the Tarot Club, I don't need you to pay anything in return for this."
As expected of Miss Justice, she didn't care about this little favor at all.
Klein sighed in his heart and felt much more relaxed.
…
After the Tarot Club ended, Klein returned to the deserted island and began to cut down thorny jungles and rare trees according to the knowledge of survival on the deserted island provided by Mr. Hanged Man.
The thick smoke during the day and the fire at night are more likely to attract the attention of passing ships.
The knowledge of survival on deserted islands includes how to reasonably and efficiently create thick smoke.
Unfortunately, his luck was very bad.
After staying on the deserted island for another week, he still did not encounter any ships passing by.
This made him start to worry. Could the deserted island he was on be located in those dangerous waters?
There is a terrible stone church on the island, which may really be listed as a restricted area not to be approached.
During this period, he has explored the entire island. Except for the center of the island, there is nothing special in other places.
This is an island with poor resources.
"I will not spend my whole life on this deserted island..."
Klein tried to use his underwater breathing ability to swim away from the deserted island, but the waves nearby were too big, one after another, hitting him back hard.
As for cutting down trees to build ships… There are very few trees on the island, and most of them are malnourished and distorted.
"If Miss Justice can sacrifice a steamship to me, maybe there will be a chance to leave here."
Klein thought a little whimsically, but unfortunately with his current strength, he can't do this.
He may have this ability when he is promoted to a high sequence.
Sitting by the campfire, Klein ate the strawberry-flavored ice cream from Backlund with a sad face.
Well, this thing was also fed to him by Miss Justice.
In addition to ice cream, Miss Justice also fed him many good things that he couldn't eat or was reluctant to spend money on.
This made him feel like he was kept in captivity by Miss Justice...
Another three days passed, and Klein was hit on the beach by the ruthless waves again.
Lying on the sand, looking up, looking at the seabirds that could fly freely in the sky, he sighed again.
Just as another disappointing day was about to pass, Klein's peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of a ship approaching here on the sea.
He blinked in a daze, then quickly got up and rubbed his eyes. Sure enough, he clearly saw a small ship approaching slowly.
Hope has finally come!
Klein was overjoyed and quickly put the remaining wet firewood on the fire to create more smoke. At the same time, he waved a torn light gray canvas that drifted on the sea and shouted loudly, hoping that the people on the ship would notice this.
He was really lucky. The ship was steadily heading in his direction. Apparently the people on the ship had seen the thick smoke here.
In addition to being happy, Klein was also secretly vigilant. There were many pirates on the sea. Who knew whether this ship had good intentions or malicious intentions.
In order to prevent any accidents, he quickly buried all the food scraps fed by Miss Justice with sand.
When the ship gradually approached enough to see clearly what was going on on board, Klein took a breath and took a few steps back.
The figure sitting cross-legged on the bow of the ship was tall and thin, with silver hair that reached down to his vest. He was wearing a simple and plain linen robe, with overlapping wings of light on his back.
Just at the first glance, a thought came to Klein's mind, angel!
The figure on the boat basically corresponds to the angel image on the mural that Little Sun saw in the ruins of the temple.
Klein's heart was beating violently, and his brain went blank for a moment. The angel entered the real world from myths and legends.
I wonder if this angel could be the angel where the ancient sun god sat down? Or the King of the Eight Archangels?
Can't think about these things!
Klein tried to control himself not to think about the ancient Sun God and the King of the Eight Angels.
My heart is full of worries. I wonder if my specialness will be noticed.
But it was impossible for him to turn around and run away, because he simply could not escape in front of an angel, and such behavior did not fit the image of a castaway trying to survive on a desert island.
The ship slowly arrived at the shore.
Just when Klein tried to pretend to be ecstatic and stepped forward to chat.
The angel on the bow calmly glanced at him, then flapped his wings of light and flew into the sky, heading for the center of the island.
Soon, violent noises were heard there, and the entire island made a rumbling sound as if it had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and Klein was knocked to the ground.
Another figure walked out of the boat at this moment. Although the figure's clothes and temperament were different from before, Klein could still recognize the figure's identity at a glance, Mr. A from the Aurora Society!
It was Mr. A who took away the divinity from Lanerwus' body in front of them.
Isn't he the person in charge of Aurora Club in Backlund?
How could he suddenly run to the sea and appear in front of him by chance?
If he found out that he was a night watcher of the Church of the Night Goddess, he would definitely not let him go.
Let alone whether he can defeat Mr. A, the shepherd of Sequence 5, the angel who is traveling with him can crush him to death a dozen times with one finger.
Now, he could only hope that when he was trapped on a desert island for more than ten days, his image would be very different from that of Backlund, and he should not be noticed at a glance.
After all, they only had a quick glance at it.
Klein groaned secretly in his heart, but he still showed an expression of joy on his face and walked quickly to Mr. A.
He bent down and bowed: "Sir, I am a castaway who unfortunately lives on a desert island. Thank you for coming. I hope you can take me away from here when you leave. I can pay enough for this."
Klein's eyes were red and he was close to tears.
Mr. A, who was looking at the movement in the center of the island, withdrew his gaze, looked at Klein, and said calmly: "Do I look like the kind of good person who likes to help others?"
"..."
Klein was stunned when he heard this. Indeed, this is Mr. A from the Aurora Society. How could he do something to help a stranger?
Leaving him alone on an uninhabited island to fend for himself was already his greatest mercy.
If there were any secrets on this island, he would most likely kill himself.
Do you want to strike first?
This idea flashed through Klein's mind for a moment, but he didn't have time to act on it.
That angel has already returned with wings of light, and the dangers on the island cannot yet deal with a genuine angel.
He didn't want to die that much when he did it in front of an angel.
Klein could only continue to apologize with a shy face: "As long as you can help me get out of here, I can pay you 1,000 gold pounds!"
Although he knew that 1,000 gold pounds was far from being able to impress an angel, he still tried his best to play the mood of a castaway who wanted to leave an uninhabited island.
Mr. A ignored Klein, but spoke respectfully towards the figure landing on the bow of the ship: "Lord Ourolius, what happened just now?"
It’s over!
Dead!
This angel turned out to be Ourolyus the Tail-Eater!
The ancient sun god sat down with the angel of destiny, the king of the eight angels!
Klein's scalp was numb and he no longer had any hope that he could survive.