Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Chapter 398: Wang Liang Weeping in Joy!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Crack!
Another bolt of lightning stabbed down from the dark clouds, waking Wang Liang from his stupor. Having just avoided disaster, Wang Liang had no time to rejoice, and he quickly issued a string of orders.
"Change course!
"Furl all the sails except one!
"Helmsman, keep watch on the situation ahead!
"All sailors, man your posts! Whether you can survive will depend on your luck!"
……
Loop after loop of rope kept Wang Liang firmly tied to the main mast. It was precisely because of these loops of soaked rope that Wang Liang was able to protect himself in the storm and issue order after order.
The once young and tender young man was now a tanned captain. Only Wang Liang himself knew just what he had experienced over the last four to five months.
Of their original number, less than one-third were left. Even quite a few of the Wang Clan's guards and the guards that his father had dispatched had died.
The storms, strife, schemes, assassinations, doubts, ruptures, hunger, and attempts to make him step down… Wang Liang had already lost count of how many times they had happened.
Wang Liang had narrowly escaped with his life time after time in this journey of unprecedented danger.
By now, all that confidence and complacency he had when first leaving the port had been washed away by the waves into calm and indifference.
When they left, he had basically been clueless about sailing, but now, he was most experienced captain in the entire fleet!
To a normal person, becoming so accomplished in just four or five months was something worthy of bragging about for the rest of their lives.
But Wang Liang did not think so.
Life had honed this person, had created this person. His only advantage was studying—continuous, all-out studying that put aside even sleep and food.
From the helmsman to the sailor, all the crew members had been his opponents in studying.
"Watch out! The second wave is coming!
"Careful!"
……
Although he had
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