The old man stood up, his skin was dark, his hair was gray on his head, and his face was covered with deep ravines left by years. When he saw that he was probably sixty years old.

"I am Yang Jianguo, you can call me Uncle Yang." Yang Jianguo shyly sorted out his clothes full of patches and tried his best to make himself look more energetic.

Lu Chen nodded and walked to the table to sit down. Someone immediately brought a few glasses of water.

He took a sip and asked indifferently: "What's in the sea?"

Su Mo walked to the large glass window next to the conference room, where you could clearly see the sea, magnificent and as dark as ink.

Abao sat down aside. When he mentioned the serious matter, he became serious and took a document from a pile of information on the table: "All marine life has mutated, and the species we have encountered are here."

Lu Chen took the file and opened it, and Su Mo got over.

Each page is marked with the characteristics of some mutant fish. The more you look back, Su Mo's brows become tighter. Then Lu Chen stopped on a page of paper with giant octopus drawn.

When Yang Jianguo saw him looking at the octopus, he hurriedly said, "This thing was seen by my grandson on the beach, and I'm not sure if it really exists..."

Su Mo looked up at him and found that the old man's expression seemed to be worried that they would not go. She couldn't help asking: "You are not young anymore, why are you sailing with us?"

Yang Jianguo thought he was old, so he quickly rolled up his sleeves and exposed his strong arms: "I am also the most experienced fisherman in Tanghai City, don't worry."

Bao Yao grinned and signaled him to be calm and then explained to Su Mo: "Every time we find a sailor, they are voluntary, and they have sufficient experience. Regardless of whether the person comes back or not, we will give a generous reward."

Su Mo met Yang Jianguo's simple face and understood in his heart: "For his grandson?"

Yang Jianguo nodded and scratched his sparse hair: "My grandson's parents are dead, so I and my wife are taking care of them. We are older and have no contributions, so I volunteered."

Lu Chen closed the documents and asked Bao Yao: "What kind of compensation do we need to pay?"

Bao Yao waved his hand and shook his head, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth and smiled: "The supplies Mr. Jiang sent last time are still sufficient, we can wait for you to come back to calculate."

Although Bao Yao knew in his heart that these people would never come back, the other party was behind the big guy. He was generous and his follow-up was indispensable.

Lu Chen: "Is the ship ready?"

Bao Yao nodded: "Are you going to see it now? We have made further improvements to the bottom plate of the ship. Compared with the previous batches of carbide, they can withstand the attacks of ordinary mutant fish."

"Go and see" Lu Chen stood up.

Bao Yao winked at Yang Jianguo, who hurriedly went downstairs in front of several people.

After leaving the tall building, they took a bus to the beach. Because they were afraid that the creatures in the sea would come up, there were also people garrisoning here, all of which were local fishermen.

After entering the beach, several people got out of the car. Su Mo stepped on the soft sand and felt unreal. She squatted down and grabbed the soft sand under her feet. The fine sand slipped away from her fingers. She was stunned for a moment.

It's ridiculous. It's the first time she saw the sea because of such a big age, but she no longer had the peace of mind she watched in TV magazines.

"Su Mo?" Lu Chen stood beside her and stretched out his hand to her.

Su Mo came back to his senses, smiled and put his hand in his slightly cool palm, and stood up: "Let's go."

Yang Jianguo guided them to the beach. The wind was very strong and the salty smell was very strong. A huge sailboat was docked there, and the anchor was sinking at the bottom of the sea to lock it firmly in this area.

Jianxiong saw the big ship search at a glance, and his whole square face seemed excited: "This is the first time I have seen such an old ship."

You should know that they used to do missions that were real advanced technology ships.

Su Mo glared at Jianxiong inwardly, and the latter closed his mouth in disappointment and followed obediently.

Yang Jianguo explained: "This is a Spanish sailing ship. The previous ships sank due to accidents. This is the last one. We have no extra materials to transform them into better ones, but all the solid materials have been reinforced by us. You can rest assured."

Su Mo approached the hull, and the two sails on the main pole, which were like huge wings, were closed on the main pole. The dark sea water made the boat rise and fall in the water, like a small boat at the mouth of a huge abyss.

After a rough glance, Su Mo was attracted by another big dark ship not far from the beach: "Are you yours there?"

Bao Yao looked over and said, "That's the fishermen in the village next to us, they serve Mr. Lu."

Everyone knows who this Mr. Lu is.

Lu Chen led Su Mo and turned around: "Go back."

After the inspection, the ship and the group returned to the high-rise building. Bao Yao prepared dinner for them. In the hall on the first floor, there were some dumpling soup, and the soldiers took turns to eat in an orderly manner.

There are also some strong fishermen who can eat dumpling soup with them.

Lu Chen was still discussing tomorrow's voyage and some air pressure weather issues with Yang Jianguo. Su Mo sat alone on the steps on the second floor and drank the soup in small mouthfuls, and a little boy came towards him.

He looked at the soup in her hand with a gaze, but he had no intention of asking for it.

Su Mo put down the spoon and handed the bowl over: "Do you want to eat it?"

The boy shook his head and asked her carefully: "Are you the one who went on a boat with his grandfather tomorrow?"

Su Mo was stunned and then remembered Uncle Yang: "Are you his grandson?"

"Yes," the boy nodded.

Su Mo rubbed his head, patted the steps beside him and said softly: "Come here to sit?"

The boy hesitated for a while and nodded and sat beside her. Su Mo saw the slender wrist exposed in her sleeve and handed the bowl over again: "I'm full, if you don't want it, I'll pour it."

"Thank you" the boy thanked him, carefully took the small bite and started eating. Although he was very hungry, he still restrained himself.

Su Mo held his chin and looked at him eating: "Do you often have no food to eat?"

The boy nodded, swallowed the bumps in his mouth and said, "My grandparents and I don't have labor force, so we have a meal every two days."

Su Mo was stunned, then his eyes darkened. She sighed. In this doomsday, it is really difficult for the weak to survive by relying on the strong.

She just watched him eat up all the dumpling soup bit by bit. The boy licked the bowl with some unsatisfactory feeling. Su Mo asked him: "Do you still want it? I can ask for some more for you."

The boy was stunned, and then his eyes turned red: "Yes...can't you? I want to bring some for my grandma."

Su Mo was soft-hearted: "Of course."
Chapter completed!