Chapter 478 The Retirement Life of a Down-on-His-Luck Tycoon 15
Chapter 478 The Retirement Life of a Down-on-His-Luck Tycoon 15
The devastation after a thunderstorm doesn't mean it's over.
The faint gunshots came from the direction of the deserted island, but did not land near the two people. It was probably just that the gunshots were randomly fired from a shed and missed their target.
Even though he couldn't see clearly what was happening outside, just hearing the gunshots excitedly made him grab his bow and arrows.
Xia Youmi's eyes were bright, and she forced herself to remain calm.
She didn't try to dissuade her, but instead gathered up Valer's spare arrows, ready to provide support at any time. Her bow wasn't yet at a range that could reach the sea, so she kept it hidden for the time being, allowing her to launch a surprise attack should anyone let their guard down and get close enough to capture her.
"Wow—"
Valer swept aside the straw curtain, which snapped under the weight of the weight.
But the warrior was not blamed; instead, the rain was shaken off by a large hand and draped over his shoulders, becoming the true armor of a king.
Xia Youmi banished the little drama in her mind and saw that Valer was not forgetting to cover for her, and her last bit of worry disappeared.
Deceived by the weather
Those small fry who could even hit a ship are not worthy of the two people on the deserted island frowning.
While sorting through the memories of this world, Xia Youmi realized that the internal strife on the continent of Kranta was driven by self-interest. Anyone who actively joined the fray was eyeing how much they could take from others' bowls.
Justice exists only in schools.
Once they emerge, they will be forced into a fierce battle.
Those who want a good life are basically like those in the early stages of Buli's story—they can't protect themselves or their families. And those born into privilege have even more ruthless family members.
It's more like they haven't evolved the animalistic instinct to fight back in their genes, which is why they pounce on something just because it's been lured in a little bit.
In this life, Xia Youmi has a clear stance: she will never be an enemy of Valer, the loyal protector of Buli.
Then,
Those who seek fame by hunting down Valer are naturally enemies.
“Youmi, don’t go out for now,” Niannian suggested. “Right now, there are only two lifeboats. If they fight it out, they won’t be able to escape and will probably land on the island immediately. Also, although most of the weapons haven’t been taken out and many have been submerged and misfired, there’s no guarantee that the gun aimed at you might fire successfully.”
“Okay, thank you, Niannian…” Xia Youmi sat up, her fingers unconsciously pushing forward. Niannian saw that it was a habit she had developed from touching its head in her past life.
"I'll save up my energy and try to be with you in the future."
"it is good!"
Xia Youmi smiled silently. Ever since she discovered the method to restore Nian Nian's state—by shutting down her senses and not accepting messages from the small world—Xia Youmi had been looking forward to the day it would return to her side. With her spirits up, she immersed herself in a new round of busy work.
While they were taking shelter from the thunderstorm, the ship on the sea became turbulent.
Judging from the sporadic conversations, it seemed that they were shifting blame and accusing the captain.
The ship was not large, but it was clearly tasked with targeting Waler's location.
Xia Youmi roughly analyzed that it was a team dispatched from a neighboring island, but at the same time, there was also an officer who had come to that island to check the truth of his subordinates' reports on the results of the investigation on Miwurishi Island, and wanted to take the opportunity to investigate as well.
Fearing that Valer's power could bribe the subordinates at the nearest outpost, he chose a sunny day to come in person.
Obviously,
They investigated and, with the necessary long-range observation equipment, could see traces of two people on the island. However, at that time, Xia Youmi and her companion were busy packing and moving things, which somewhat confused them.
In their attempt to observe the action, they missed the optimal time to return to base.
Although it's said to be the closest island, it's still more than thirty nautical miles away. Without a speedboat, by the time they discover something amiss and begin their return journey, they might encounter unknown disasters.
At that time, some people suggested staying on Niwurishi Island, or at the very least, figuring out the situation and then choosing to fight with a few others.
There are more than a dozen of them; they can definitely defeat them.
The risks are greater at sea.
The various factions argued: some said that if Valer ambushed them, they would die; others said that maintaining their current positions allowed them to attack or defend as needed. Still others were eager to return and didn't want to stay.
In short, fate did not favor those who could not read the room. They lost their advantage the moment the thunderstorm struck, and the captain, accused of not checking the weather, was detained in the interrogation room, his motives unknown. Meanwhile, the first mate was actively dealing with the old captain and paid no attention to the argument.
When the lightning struck, the ship, split in two, no longer allowed them to make proper arrangements.
They hastily launched the lifeboats, abandoning their dead comrades and excess supplies. They could only move away from the ship attracting the lightning strikes and slowly approach the edge of the island.
Compared to Xia Youmi and Wale, who were comfortably hiding in the shed.
The people on the lifeboats endured an unprecedented and terrifying struggle: giant waves in the darkness, hailstorms with hard impact, and thunder that was almost within reach. If they hadn't all been physically strong and hadn't unleashed their potential without regard for appearances, grabbing onto the relatively reliable lifeboat handles, there would probably have been more than three souls sacrificed here.
Ironically, as dawn broke after the thunderstorm, the strong winds blew the broken boat toward the shore of the small island. Fearing that the islanders would take the supplies, they painstakingly followed the boat closer to the island.
and,
He kept trying out the gun in his hand; it misfired, but he kept going.
In an attempt to scare away the threatening Waler, they prematurely disturbed the two men who were resting in the shed.
Limited by their sight and hearing, if they had quietly landed on the island and then besieged the canopy, Waler might not have been able to handle it all.
but,
When you're close to firing range and there's not enough cover to hide behind, it's a hunting ground for Valle all to play.
He drew his bow with a smile, showing no fear of the gun barrel.
A few scattered guns that have been soaked in water, who knows if they'll even fire, hahaha.
"Die!"
"call out--"
The sound of something cutting through the air brought gasps of surprise.
Xia Youmi cautiously peeked out; her back was to the coastline, so the enemy couldn't see her, but that didn't stop Valer from taking the items.
While the lifeboat driver's hands were pinned to the steering wheel, he screamed and swerved to steer the boat.
Xia Youmi swiftly handed over a black shield made of hyena skin. Although it might not be able to withstand artillery fire, it could at least reduce the force of the artillery and intimidate the enemy into thinking they had bulletproof plates.
"Damn it!"
Of the two lifeboats, one had already retreated to a distance, while the one that had been hit by the arrow was still unwilling to give up and wanted to fight back.
They didn't have time to take their heavy guns with them. They only had a few rounds left, and they didn't know whether to leave them on land to execute Waler or to shoot at objects that were too far away to see clearly.
They discussed it amongst themselves.
Valer had no patience to wait. He fired his second shot, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, aimed directly at the officer who was roaring and directing the others.
Perhaps they just noticed something.
The officer, who was still angry, suddenly turned to the side. The arrow that was originally aimed at his eye grazed his cheek, causing the flesh to curl and blood to flow out instantly.
"Walker!!!"
"Shoot!"
"Yes!"
The tearing cries seemed to reach Xia Youmi and Waler's ears clearly.
This clearly shows that this insulting arrow was more painful than killing him outright.
"careful!"
"There is rice."
But it was no use that Valer avoided the bullets; the enemy had already targeted his previous shack, and if they could start a fire, they could burn down his supplies.
Furthermore, the arrows were clearly man-made.
This means that Waler can only rely on the harvest he gets during his short time surviving on the deserted island, and every single one he uses is one less.
Therefore,
Guns and cannons surged toward Xia Youmi's position.
Valer frowned, and after warning him to "be careful," he stood up and fired. Rolling and moving, while losing safe cover, was also a way to draw fire.
Xia Youmi was calmer than ever. She couldn't see, but Nian Nian could clearly see which direction the bullets were coming from and which had power.
As long as she follows the precise instructions to dodge, the action that appears to hit the awning will not harm her at all.
"Hahaha!"
But the enemy couldn't see what was inside; Valer's appearance only meant they had found their target.
In an instant, triumphant and provocative laughter erupted.
Inside the shed,
Xia Youmi moved all the hyena skin shields to one direction, so that she would at least withstand some of the artillery fire and make it seem like she didn't have the third eye.
The artillery fire briefly shifted back to Waler, and in the intermission, Xia Youmi put on his linen cloak and took his bow and arrows.
"Ah."
While moving quickly, Valer kept an eye on what was happening inside the shed.
Seeing Xia Youmi dodge in the opposite direction, his first reaction was relief that she was still alive, and his second reaction was excitement.
Sure enough, I wasn't mistaken.
This guy, deep down, isn't the kind of person who's honestly hiding and waiting for good fortune to come his way.
"call out!"
The relatively soft whooshing sound caused those who were being surrounded and trying to land on the island to freeze in place at the edge of the shore.
"Sir!"
"Retreat! It's a trap!"
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