Chapter 321

There is a file named "church" in the ghost folder, all of which are in the original English. But this is not a thing for Aoki. His English is so good that he can even understand some English slang that does not belong to this era. Although he was puzzled that he knew many foreign languages, it was not a bad thing.

The document in the document is indeed captain church's diary, but the length of the diary is not much. It is reasonable to say that after the scientific research ship has been out for so long, the captain likes to keep a diary. There should not be only so few. I don't know whether the diary is too broken and difficult to repair after being soaked in water, or only so much information is left after screening and removing useless information.

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Church's diary I

It's not very cold in winter in New Zealand. Look, my chief mate, Anderson, only wears a vest over his shirt, and his sleeves are rolled up high, revealing the same bronze skin as his face. But I know that's not true of him. He's white!

He went fishing again with his fishing rod and bucket. To tell you the truth, his fishing level is not very good. His fishing method is only suitable for fishing in a small boat in Venice. This is the sea. The fish in the sea are not as gentle as the river. But Anderson didn't listen to me. He just liked to use his small rod and bucket to sit on the reef or the side of the ship like a dying old man. I know, he doesn't care whether there is fish or not. He just enjoys that feeling. Although he looks like an old child, he is an old sailor and has rich experience in sailing. If he was not so keen on fishing, I think he would have been a captain long ago! Instead of being my deputy today, maybe I'll be his deputy!

We have been in Auckland port for two weeks. The discovery is full of oil and added some new equipment. The reason why we haven't left is that we have to wait for an important person - the captain of the scientific research team - Mr. Stephen Robbins.

I don't know who this gentleman is, but the whole ship is waiting for him. He must be a great man. But I don't care whether he is a saint or a fairy. I just hope he can have a good temper and don't keep a straight face like Mrs. Larry who has been on board, as if everyone owes her 200 pounds.

Of course, I know that the exploration ship is a scientific research ship. It is full of scientists and professors. I respect them and wish them good luck. But on board, they have to listen to me about sailing at sea, or everyone will be in big trouble.

To tell you the truth, I'm not very satisfied with the name of the ship. Isn't discovery the name of an aircraft? I can't remember whether I went to Mars or Pluto, but it must be the child released by NASA. I think it's better for ships to be named after navigators, such as Magellan or Zheng He. The names of heroes who have conquered the sea are enough to deter all demons and ghosts in the sea. And discovery? It seems that what we are going to is not the sea, but the starry sky. It is another universe. My God, why do I have a faint uneasiness? What's wrong with me!

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Church's diary II

How prosperous Auckland looks! If I hadn't sailed in the Pacific all year round, I would never believe that the whole of New Zealand is actually just an island. Of course, compared with where we are going now, New Zealand island is big enough.

In the days before leaving Auckland port, I had been observing my crew and trying to get on well with them. You know, we'll stay on the ship for many days.

The destination of our trip is 1750 nautical miles away from the port of Auckland. It will take at least six days for the discovery to arrive there, even with the blessing of the God of the sea. However, the sea voyage has never been so smooth, just like today, it suddenly snows. It was nothing. The New Zealand Meteorological Bureau told us not to worry. There will be no bad weather within 300 nautical miles outside Auckland port in the next few days. It's just a cold snow.

But we are going to a distant place 1700 nautical miles away. Fortunately, we are all scientists on board. They have contacted the US Meteorological Administration to prove that the weather will not be too bad in the future. However, this large-scale cold snow still affected everyone's mood. No one was willing to leave. Of course, they didn't want to go back to Auckland port to hide, because returning home was not a good omen for a ship about to sail.

It's not easy to see snow on the North Island of New Zealand. I heard that it often snows on the South Island, but I don't want to go there. It's close to the Antarctic circle. There are often floating ice on the sea. It's not a pleasant thing to sail there.

We temporarily docked the discovery at the port of Fitzroy, which is much smaller than Auckland. There are no prosperous coastal cities and busy docks here. Except for the dark reefs, there is only the vast sea at a glance. The snow here is very different from Auckland, not to mention the distant continent.

We watched the snow all day and everyone was very excited.

Yes, the snow on the sea is fascinating. I have seen the raging snowstorms in Siberia and Alaska, the gentle snow like a woman's skin on the Thames, the hard and sonorous snow on the Alps, and the wet snow in southern China... But I have never been fascinated by any kind of snow like the snow in the Pacific Ocean.

When a large mass of cold flowing low clouds are blown by the wind, the bright sunshine, blue sky and spectacular cold Flowing Clouds complement each other. The snow storm on the sea ahead is like a huge velvet shawl hanging from the God, dancing in the strong wind. As long as you turn your head a little, the sun will break the hole of Flowing Clouds and expose a large blue sky.

The clouds spread low on the sea and floated to our heads like a witch's blanket. Large snowflakes fell from the sky, fell on the sea, glittered and magically disappeared. The people on board shouted excitedly, just like the children who touched Christmas gifts from their socks. Even Mrs. Larry, who has always been silent, grinned. Only my chief mate Anderson was different. At this time, he spread his fishing rod and net pocket and sat on the side of the ship to catch fish. I told him, Anderson, you're too bad. Anderson said it was called the unity of heaven and man. I think he can't stop fishing at any time except thunderstorms.

More and more snow, flying all over the sky, blocking our sight, leaving only a vast expanse of white between heaven and earth. I asked the crew to go back to the cabin, because the winter in the South Pacific is usually not too cold, so everyone doesn't wear much. I'm really worried that they will get sick. It's a headache to get sick on a long voyage.

Mr. Robbins said, let them stay for a while, for God's sake!

I know they are all scientists. They don't lack medical knowledge. There are enough drugs on board. Just say OK, but everyone must give me a bowl of ginger sugar water later.

This is the method taught me by an old sailor from China - if you get sick due to cold and humidity at sea, at the beginning, immediately boil a bowl of soup with ginger and brown sugar, and it would be better to add a little pepper. This ancient method is very effective. It has helped me and my crew through difficulties countless times. Even if you don't get sick, it can also help you warm up. The effect is better than wine.

By the time I wrote these words, the snow was still falling. Everyone's excitement seems to have passed, and now they have returned to the cabin to rest. Only Anderson was still fishing there, although he didn't catch any. And Mr. Robbins, who came to the deck from time to time and looked a little worried.

I told him, sir, you don't have to worry. We won't be affected by the delay of one day at most.

Mr. Robbins said, no, I'm not worried about the trip. I just think the cold snow is too strange.