Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Chapter 479 The Retirement Life of a Down-on-His-Luck Tycoon 16

Mirgiri Island, south.

Compared to the high-profile Valer, the intruders who were obscured by the crowd but exposed to the view from above, and the awning that was blown askew, Xia Youmi's figure was much more concealed. She seized the opportunity when the enemy's gaze shifted away and rolled behind cover in another direction in her beige cloak.

In addition, the orange light that had originally risen in the sky was gradually dimming and turning brownish-red.

Without light, Xia Youmi's entire body naturally remained invisible, like a ghost.

Taking advantage of the moment when Vale drew fire, she slid down to shorten the distance between them. Apart from real guns, Xia Youmi had also learned how to use any weapon produced on the island, such as bows and arrows or various knives, from Vale.

Although I'm not yet familiar with this bow, setting it up and shooting it isn't a problem.

Mutual exchange,

The two sides tentatively reached dinner time. The sky turned leaden gray, and everyone looked as if they had been coated with oil. They thought it was because of the heat or because they were too nervous, but gusts of cold wind told them that the temperature had dropped sharply.

It's not that it's too hot, it's just that it's suddenly too humid.

The high humidity was not good news. At this moment, the crew members who were not involved in the battle realized that the distant cloud wall had not dissipated, but had been quietly pushed back in a very subtle way.

This is a harbinger of the next wave of thunder.

The captain, tightly strapped to another lifeboat, roared that if they didn't get their superiors to stop and return immediately, they might all die on the island. Under immense pressure, someone eventually couldn't hold on any longer and swam over to inform the attacking team.

"Look again."

"I'm going to leave one shot for Waler."

The officer remained unmoved, staring upwards with red eyes, but a profound sense of pressure inexplicably settled over everyone around him.

If another thunderstorm hits, they might not be able to escape again.

The captain deduced that if they evacuated quickly, the thunderstorm would hit the island, but its direction would change. They would have time to evacuate from the storm's center and return to a safe, civilized island with adequate medical facilities.

Xia Youmi was able to see the enemy's wavering resolve from the shadows, allowing her to provide a genuine assist while they were distracted.

"call out!"

An arrow shot straight toward the officer's neck. He tried to turn to the side, but his other cheek did not suffer the same brutal treatment as Valer's. Instead, the arrow went down toward his exposed, fragile blood vessels.

"Retreat! It's a trap!"

"Retreat! There are still hidden enemies!"

"Quickly! The officer needs immediate medical attention!"

This was not fatal.

but,

The resulting panic was just right; most importantly, it gave those who wanted to leave a way out.

While the officer was unable to speak, the deputy officer directed everyone to board the lifeboat.

It is even faster than before.

Their retreat was met with a counterattack from Valer, which also interrupted the officer's rage, allowing him to calm down and avoid getting into a fight with a stray dog.

He was mechanically put onto the boat, his chest covered in mottled blood.

He turned around,

Raise your hand.

Unwilling gunshots rang out over Nie Wulixi, clashing with incoming arrows.

Xia Youmi didn't hold back and kept delivering blows, neither giving them the desire to fight to the death, nor was he in such a hurry to leave that they didn't have time to think about the half-sunken ship.

One person's will can't move everything.

As the lifeboats started moving and left, their anxious murmurs could still be heard every year.

"Oh my god! If Valer takes all that stuff off the ship, we're doomed!"

"It's alright, the ship would sink immediately if it broke like that."

"Didn't the captain say that there would be a second, even more intense thunderstorm that would hit this deserted island? Even if it doesn't sink, it will continue to be struck by lightning and fall apart!"

“Thunderstorms at night can cause a sudden drop in temperature, and they simply can’t withstand it.”

"Right now, the officer's situation is more urgent."

"Yes!"

"We'll send people over to check on the boat. If it hasn't sunk, we'll land it on the island and recover it. We won't let them get away with it! If it weren't for the unexpected weather, the hunt would have been a success!"

"...It's a pity about those weapons." The words were spoken very softly, and it's likely that apart from Nian Nian and Xia Youmi, the people on the lifeboat didn't understand due to the churning waves.

This is something they are well aware of, and they have suffered huge losses and are in a sorry state.

They'll inevitably be held accountable when they go back.

They were more afraid of being severely punished than of completing their superior's task of torturing and killing Waler.

Some of the more cunning individuals began exchanging secret signals with their colleagues, figuring out how to shift the blame. The idea was that as long as the message reached outside the island, someone of higher rank would punish the superior who had made the wrong decision.

By then,

Returning to the continent of Kranta to settle scores won't disrupt the order of their island's security team.

Those who left each had their own reasons for trying to save face, wanting to appear less defeated and pathetic.

But the only sound on the island was a unified shout.

"You scoundrel! You're utterly incompetent."

"Big brother! They escaped!"

Xia Youmi smiled and met up with Valer. The first thing they did when they looked at each other was to subconsciously check if there were any injuries on each other.

Although the probability of a first-shot dud is high, many guns still succeed.

Faced with a cold and scrutinizing gaze, Xia Youmi simply took off her hemp cloak and spun around a few times. Only then did Valer relax his cold expression and reveal a smug smile.

"Not bad, much better than rats."

"Thank you!" Xia Youmi said generously. "Big brother is amazing too!"

There's no need to be polite to Valer about his cover or how well he taught her. Xia Youmi only needs to express her excitement after the battle and justify her inherent daring and fighting spirit, and that will be satisfying.

This also aligns with her self-perception.

"Wait."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Waler hurried back to the shed where the goods were stored. Although it was in disarray, the dry rations that had been pressed down were still there.

He took out enough for two people, along with two bamboo tubes of cooled boiled water.

Xia Youmi waited obediently, not wanting to expend any more energy. The food was placed in front of them, and without lighting a fire to heat it up, the two sat down side by side facing the sea to eat.

"cheers."

"Boom-"

Xia Youmi gently lifted the water, and Wale didn't turn his head, but instead turned his hand and bumped the bamboo tube against him.

The rest of the words are hidden in the sea.

A brief, minor victory; aside from the traces of the devastating thunderstorm, the base wasn't looted. They even managed to salvage quite a few arrows, some of which could be repaired and repurposed.

The sky turned a bit ashen.

They waited, waiting to see how to deal with the ship that was half-sinking and half-hidden in the sea.

At this distance, if Valer were to swim over and sneak into the ship's hold, he might be able to find some usable supplies. But like the intruders, his question remained: would the next thunderstorm actually occur?

The thunderstorm cloud wall has not yet closed, and the wind is gradually increasing, regardless of which phenomenon is about to occur.

None of them are suitable for Valer's adventures.

After they had eaten their fill, they didn't just stand there idly. Instead, they warmed up and checked the supplies.

"The wind has gotten stronger."

"Ah."

As the sky turned from blue to dark, the clouds, torn apart by the wind, lost their accumulated oppressive feeling and, under the faint moonlight, slowly dispersed like a shattered mirror reflecting off the sea.

The long, howling sound stirred up a raging storm in the jungle.

The shallower, drier sand and gravel were whipped up by the wind, causing a painful jolt.

"avoid--"

"it is good!"

The wind was blowing directly into the base, and continuing to stand in front would only make their skin ache. The temperature didn't seem to be dropping, but it felt much colder than before, and their eardrums were throbbing—all signs of a sudden increase in air pressure.

People don't have the resources to tough it out.

Xia Youmi and Valer quickly gathered their necessities and nestled against the rocks, their cloaks clutched tightly to their bodies. They huddled together, hearing the sound of the roof being torn off and the waves crashing against the shore like ferocious beasts.

They initially thought it was a secondary thunderstorm that forced them to abandon the ship.

but,

But it was just a strong wind shaking the entire island.

Xia Youmi couldn't help but sigh that some people were just blessed by fate, destroying the base they had painstakingly built while sending them a ship that, though broken in two, seemed to be full of supplies.

Bivale saw it first: the ship, which had been hesitating between rising and falling, was being pushed closer and closer to the shore by the huge waves and strong winds.

With the wind in the right direction, they were almost all embedded in the sand and could not be moved.

The orientation is correct; the deck side does not face the sea but the beach.

"Thank you for the gift!" Xia Youmi said silently to Niannian, her head bowed.

"grateful."

Every year, she skillfully listed out the distribution, types, and locations of the supplies inside the cabin, as well as the importance of the rescue efforts. After confirming it twice, Xia Youmi coaxed her to go and rest.

The wind lasted for nearly seven hours.

Valle clearly heard the scraping sound of heavy metal objects being pushed ashore, and he had a guess in his mind, but he remained as steady as a rock.

He had expected to hear Xia Youmi's opinion on this matter, whether she was excited or unable to contain herself, and he would have to advise her to be more composed.

But after waiting for a while, there was still no response.

He lifted his cloak to let in a sliver of moonlight, which fell precisely on the girl's sleeping profile, adding a soft, jade-like hue.

lay down,

Valer chuckled.