The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era
Chapter 155: Pei Yang in Danger

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Pei Yang in Danger

Two hours passed.

The malfunction of the ship was identified, but it couldn’t be fixed for the time being, yet the radio distress call that was sent out received a response, though it was not good news.

The nearest rescue ship would also not arrive until ten hours later.

Pei Yang glanced at his watch; it was three-thirty in the afternoon. Ten hours later would be night.

The danger in this sea area comes from two aspects: on one hand, the weather is unpredictable, with a very high chance of encountering extreme weather, and on the other hand, there are dangerous species such as jellyfish and sharks lurking in the waters.

After confirming there was an ample supply of water and food on board, Pei Yang decided to wait for rescue on the spot for the time being.

As time ticked by second by second, the light blue search and rescue vessel stood still on the vast sea surface like a statue.

With the arrival of dusk, the sea became increasingly detailed and tranquil, without even a ripple of wind, creating an eerie atmosphere.

Looking at the calm sea surface, Pei Yang felt increasing unease and picked up a pair of binoculars to scan the horizon.

But when he looked to the west, he froze, his expression instantly turning grave.

"Notify everyone, there’s a second-level storm warning 30 nautical miles to the west!"

At these words, the faces of everyone on the ship changed.

Marine storm warnings are divided into four levels, with the first level being the highest and the second level just below that. A small search and rescue vessel like theirs could at best withstand a third or fourth level storm.

Although they were aware of the storm, everyone was not too panicky.

The weather at sea changes in an instant; perhaps the next moment, the storm would dissipate or head in a different direction.

With a distance of 30 nautical miles, there were too many possibilities.

After completing the storm preparations, all of the crew stood on deck, looking westward.

From the naked eye perspective of the crew, the sea to the west was calm and peaceful.

But through the lens of Pei Yang’s binoculars, a black storm approached slowly like a twisted dragon, and as it moved, its wind force and intensity did not decrease but slowly expanded.

We can’t just wait like this!

A strong intuition made Pei Yang realize that this sea storm would surely pass their location.

Pei Yang handed the binoculars to an experienced crew member to keep watch on the storm’s movement, then he ran to the cockpit to try to start the engine.

However, after several attempts, the engine remained unresponsive, and the warning lights on the engine’s control panel suggested that the problem was likely with the propeller.

To inspect the propeller, one would have to dive into the sea, but the dangers in the waters were no less than that of the storm roaring like a ferocious dragon.

After a moment of contemplation with furrowed brows, Pei Yang resolutely decided to dive and inspect the propeller.

When they learned he was to dive, everyone on board tried to dissuade him.

"Captain Pei, maybe let’s wait and see? The storm might not come our way," one said.

As Pei Yang efficiently donned his diving equipment, he shouted to the crew member observing the storm to report on its location.

"It’s less than 20 nautical miles away from our ship."

Upon hearing this, all the crew members fell silent.

Pei Yang quickly put on his diving gear, delegated tasks to his deputy captain, and with his toolbox in hand, he strode toward the dive platform.

"Captain Pei, take this for protection."

It was a double-edged short knife with a hook, about 20 centimeters long.

Pei Yang took it and casually attached it to his waist, then took one last deep look at the crew before turning around and plunging into the sea.

Once in the water, Pei Yang observed his surroundings as he swam toward the propeller at the stern of the ship.

When he reached the stern, he found that the propeller was entangled by a torn fishing net.

Pei Yang immediately pulled out scissors from his toolbox to clear the net.

Just as the fishing net was about to be completely cleared, Pei Yang suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him, accompanied by the surge of the water currents.

Anticipating the approaching danger without a second thought, he quickly dodged behind the propeller and identified the creature attacking him.

A great white shark, about one meter in size, with two smaller sharks, each half a meter long, following behind it.

The great white shark opened its massive jaws and lunged at him. Pei Yang kicked forcefully against the boat’s hull, and with the rebound, he successfully evaded the shark’s attack.

However, he avoided the large one but not the small one.

One of the smaller sharks bit down hard on his arm.

The excruciating pain nearly caused Pei Yang to choke on water, but his years of battlefield experience allowed his body to react faster than his mind as he launched a counterattack.

"Puff!"

The short knife plunged completely into the eye of the small white shark.

The small white shark, with a stream of blood-red water, fled into the distance.

The other two sharks, one large and one small, were attracted by the blood of the small white shark and followed it.

Pei Yang took the opportunity to clean up the remaining fishing net on the propeller and quickly surfaced.

With the help of his teammates, Pei Yang safely returned to the rescue boat.

At this time, a fierce storm was barreling towards their area with irresistible force, less than 5 nautical miles away.

If they did not leave now, the entire boat would capsize and be torn apart by the storm.

Pei Yang, ignoring his arm that was bleeding profusely, loudly ordered to set sail.

As the engine started, the boat trembled for a moment, then swiftly sped off in the opposite direction.

The rescue boat’s power was pushed to the max, but the storm behind them was getting closer, and the entire boat was rocked violently by the powerful wind.

After what seemed like an eternity, the fuel of the rescue boat was nearly exhausted, and everyone sank into despair, with some even closing their eyes awaiting the arrival of death.

"The storm seems to have stopped!"

Looking at the gradually calming sea behind him, Pei Yang let out a sigh of relief, then his vision darkened, and he collapsed onto the deck.

When he awoke, it was already dark.

Due to the scarce remaining fuel, to save it, the boat had not turned on the power supply but instead, had lit kerosene lamps for illumination.

Pei Yang felt uncomfortably suffocated and coughed violently a few times, perhaps due to the kerosene fumes.

"Captain Pei." The crew member who had been watching over him woke up, looking at him joyfully, "You’ve finally awakened."

"What time is it?"

He spoke, surprised at the hoarseness of his own voice. He touched his forehead, finding it scorchingly hot, which alarmed him.

Having a fever at sea was not a good sign.

He instinctively glanced at his injured left arm. The wound was tightly wrapped with gauze, but the burning itch suggested his wound was inflamed.

"Did you get through to the rescue team on the radio?"

The crew member shook their head, "After the storm, we’ve had no contact with the rescue team, and we haven’t spotted any other ships in the vicinity."

Pei Yang then inquired about the situation of food, water, and medical supplies, but every item’s stock was not looking optimistic.

Compared to the other crew members, his own condition was the worst.

With excessive blood loss and an infected wound, though he had received first aid, it was clearly not effective.

The crew member brought him some biscuits and drinking water.

Swallowing a biscuit was as difficult for Pei Yang as if gravel were scraping through his throat. After barely managing to eat two pieces, he could eat no more and only drank some water before he fell into a deep slumber.

When he regained consciousness, Pei Yang was astonished to find himself atop a ritual hall, and in front of the hall, there was a framed portrait of him—a black and white photo of himself.

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