Chapter 388 - Chapter 388: 138. Cosmic Noise_3 (1/2)

Chapter 388: 138. Cosmic Noise_3

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Just hearing the sound was enough for one to enjoy the pleasure of a bursting head, not to mention what would happen if they actually saw outer space. They would undoubtedly go mad with joy.

That’s why Derek made a quick escape.

After swimming underwater for about 3 minutes, the “shushing” sound in their ears was gone.

Another 3 minutes passed, and the two successfully “landed ashore” and boarded the exploration ship.

Upon boarding, Derek spoke with an unquestionable tone:

“Mate, let’s go! They’re crazy people communicating with outer space! Hurry up!”

A few people looked confused, not understanding what Derek was saying. These were the alchemists with only third or fourth rank strength.

A small number of people shuddered, fear flashing in their eyes. Among them were Hudson, who had the strength of the fifth order, and Miss Esme Smith, who had the strength of the sixth order.

Although Hudson liked to chat, he was decisive when it mattered.

He pushed away the dumbfounded crew, walked to the control panel, began to steer the ship away, and didn’t forget to explain the situation to the crew for good measure.

Miss Esme Smith grabbed a handful of light balls from the Alchemy Stone.

The light balls condensed, and in her hands, they transformed into an alchemical bird.

The alchemical bird was similar to a sparrow but five times larger, about the size of an adult’s head.

Miss Esme Smith had a few words with the alchemical bird, then threw it out of the window.

The alchemical bird flapped its wings “swoosh swoosh,” a white airflow erupted from its tail, and it shot off like a meteor towards the northwest.

The alchemical bird was fast. It was also subjected to the Lost Sea Fog but Miss Esme Smith didn’t have to worry about it. They had been using alchemical birds like this to relay urgent messages for many years.

“I’ve sent an urgent letter to the Alchemy Cathedral in Union City. The alchemical bird will take the shortest route to shore before flying quickly to Union City. In at most two hours, the Golden Commerce Guild will receive the message.”

Miss Esme Smith asked Derek,

“Should we trap that ship in the Lost Sea Fog? When we reach the edge of this sea area, using a little trick will trigger the Lost Sea Fog here.”

“Will it affect our own ship?” Derek asked.

“No, it won’t. This is our standard method of shaking off enemies at sea, and it’s never failed us before,” said Esme.

“Alright, I’ll leave it to you, ma’am,” Derek nodded.

Miss Esme Smith took an alchemical toy ship, more than a meter long, from her Alchemy Stone.

She placed the alchemical toy ship on an empty table and began adjusting the parameters.

The rest of the crew were leaning against the rear glass, gazing into the distance at the cargo ship behind them.

Derek went over, pulled down the sunshade and waved the crowd away,