Chapter 389 - Chapter 389: 139. Lighting up the thatched toilet (1/2)

Chapter 389: 139. Lighting up the thatched toilet

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Noland Lee handed out the magic scrolls, two per person, one for “Mental Shield” and one for “Soul Shield.”

Seeing this, Derek Davis patted his chest and promised that he would include the cost of the magic scrolls when distributing the spoils of war.

With the magic scrolls that could protect their minds and souls, the pressure in everyone’s hearts eased slightly. However, as the “shasha” noise in their ears worsened, a sense of oppression gathered in the cabin.

“How long until we’re out of this sea area?” Derek asked Hudson who was steering the ship.

“About 20 minutes.” Hudson complained:

“Damn it, is the range of that communication ritual with outer space so big? We’re at least 10 kilometers away from the cargo ship now, but we can still hear this damned alien space noise.”

The other team members also started to complain. Some tried covering their ears with their hands, but it was useless.

That “shasha” noise didn’t seem to be transmitted through air vibrations.

Blocking one’s ears, or encasing oneself in a fully sealed, soundproof cabin, still allowed them to hear the noise from outer space.

This eerie phenomenon frightened the alchemists who had heard the alien space noise for the first time.

Fortunately, the magic scrolls Noland Lee gave them were useful.

A few of the younger Golden Merchant’s Swords, driven by curiosity, used the recently acquired magic scrolls, immediately banishing the alien space noise from their minds.

However, the duration of the shield was very limited.

During the shield’s duration, they experienced a long-missed sense of peace and tranquility.

A minute later, when the shield’s duration expired, the quiet minds were suddenly assaulted by the alien space noise.

The stark contrast from before made the Golden Merchants’ Swords’ scalp tingle and their eyebrows twitch, making them feel even more disgusted with the incessant alien space noise.

They had to pay the price for their curious actions, reaching into their own pockets to buy a few more scrolls from Noland Lee as backups.

Noland Lee returned to the resting room and prepared several magic scrolls for the Golden Merchants’ Swords.

Just as he pocketed their Union Coins, the “shasha” sound in his ears fluctuated like waves on the sea. The noise became high and low, near and far, as if someone was swinging a sound system near his ears.

“It’s so annoying…”

“I feel like vomiting…my head is so dizzy…”

“My stomach is cramping…it feels like a worm is going to crawl out…”

“I feel like there are little bugs crawling in my head…”

“yue…”

The fluctuating alien space noise combined with the swaying of the ship, caused the sea-experienced investigation team members to feel seasick. The Golden Merchants’ Swords were even worse off.

The cabin was a mess. Some people held onto their chairs, trying to keep calm, some vomited out the window, and others fell to the ground, rolling back and forth like wooden barrels.

Derek encouraged them to activate their alchemy weaponry.

A dozen of alchemy-shaped weapons appeared in the cabin. The Golden Merchant’s Swords transformed into armored bears, and the exploration team members wore sleek, dark blue underwater armor.

With the help of the alchemy weapons, everyone felt better, but they were still affected by the alien space noise.