Chapter 327 (1/2)
Church's Diary
Who has experienced two consecutive days? We just experienced it. Yes, two consecutive days, 24 hours a day. The sun had just set from one side of the sea, and then it rose from the other side.
In the early morning, the GPS navigation system and communication equipment all failed, and we couldn't get any contact with the ground and space. This means that we are lost at sea. We have no navigation, can't locate, don't know the future weather, and don't know where the nearest island is. It's hard to walk in such a fog.
We are like duckweed floating on the boundless Pacific Ocean.
After dawn, Anderson told me that the fog was dispersing outside. I went out to have a look. The sea was still white, but the fog did look a little lighter than yesterday.
During the day, there was a wind on the sea, the fog became more and more obvious, and the flag on the flagpole was flying in the wind. Everyone came to the deck, breathing slightly salty and wet air, watching the dense fog disperse bit by bit, and the sea gradually became open. Now, whether there are underwater relics and whether they can complete the scientific research task has become relatively less important. People only look forward to the moment of seeing the sun again.
As long as the fog dissipates, there will be no other bad weather on the sea. Even without GPS, we can use the compass and chart to drive the discovery to the tubuai islands hundreds of miles north. When we get ashore, we'll study what's wrong, or ask the New Zealand and US navies for help. With Mr. Robbins's energy, we should be able to request naval ships to assist in escort. If I had known that such a strange situation would happen at sea, I think Robbins would have done so long ago.
At about three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the first ray of sunlight penetrating the fog hit the deck, and we all cheered. Then the sun, like an arrow, shot the demon like fog without a trace. At that time, the sun, like a huge red fireball, was setting towards the sea level in the West. The gorgeous sunset lit the sea and sky red.
Maybe it's because I haven't seen the sun for a long time. This sunset looks particularly spectacular. Even when I recall the countless sunrise and sunset I've seen at sea in my life, it never shocked me like today.
I saw other people's faces also showed a solemn and fascinated expression, about the same feeling as me. Only when the fog cleared, Anderson had already taken his fishing rod and caught fish leisurely, ignoring the beautiful scenery in the distance.
I thought it would be dark after sunset. I didn't even have to think about this common sense. At that time, I was already thinking about the next sailing direction, or I should discuss with Mr. Robbins whether to wait for the resumption of communication in situ, go north to the tubuai islands, or simply return to New Zealand in the West.
Just then, someone suddenly shouted, sunrise!
I followed his voice, and another shocking scene appeared. I will never forget what I saw today in my life. Not only me, but all the people on the ship can't forget this scene. Even someone has knelt on the ground, crossed his chest and prayed to the emperor. Even Anderson threw away his fishing rod and stood up straight, facing east, stunned.
At this time, in the East, a small half of the red sun was rising from the sea level, and the bright glow began to dye the sky and sea there red. However, when I looked back, most of the red sun in the West remained at sea.
Sunrise in the East and sunset in the West occur almost at the same time. I kept looking at both sides. When I carefully identified them, I was even more shocked, because I found that the sun in the West set as much as the sun in the East rose. My intuition tells me that the two suns are actually the same. There must be something wrong with the earth, or something wrong with my eyes.