254: Fiery Clouds

As Yang Qi and Bai Xue were eating breakfast, they heard the "ying ying wu wu" sound again. The two exchanged glances and immediately got up to walk towards the ship's side.

Sure enough, it was those six dolphins, standing up and revealing half their bodies, calling "ying ying wu wu" non-stop.

"These guys are back again."

Yang Qi said helplessly, but his body was honest; he went to get a box of mixed fish and chopped them into pieces.

The two began to feed the dolphins again. After several rounds of feeding, the dolphins left once they were full.

The two drove the setting sail around, looking for schools of fish. He didn't know why, but he always felt that the traces of fish schools in the nearby waters seemed to be getting fewer and fewer.

Before evening, those few dolphins reappeared around the setting sail, calling "ying ying wu wu" more urgently.

Compared to their previous lighthearted sounds, it was particularly noticeable.

Even when Yang Qi and Bai Xue threw fish pieces to them, they seemed uninterested, eating a few pieces perfunctorily and then refusing to eat more.

"Ying ying wu wu"

The few dolphins slowly swam north. After swimming tens of meters, they stopped and called "ying ying wu wu" to the two again, as if trying to convey something.

Yang Qi and Bai Xue thought that these little guys must be leaving this sea area. They came specifically to say goodbye to them, to thank the two for feeding them.

"What a polite group of little guys!"

The two marveled at the dolphins' intelligence while waving goodbye to them.

The dolphins, having received a response, called out for a while, then no longer lingered, swimming north.

The sun was setting, and the afterglow not only painted the western sky—or rather, half the sky—but even the seawater was dyed crimson.

Most of today was spent looking for fish schools, but despite this, the harvest was meager. The large fish nearby seemed to have left this sea area.

Since there were no fish to catch, and the sun was about to set—though on the sea, the term "set" isn't quite right; it should be "about to sink into the sea"—

The two simply stopped fishing.

At this time, the wind was calm and the waves still. The sun was also about to sink below the western horizon, dyeing the clouds in more than half the sky red. It was like patches of clouds burned red by fire.

"Husband, quickly help me take some photos. These fiery clouds are so beautiful."

After Bai Xue took a few photos of the fiery clouds, she handed her phone to Yang Qi and said.

The orange-red sky also made Bai Xue's fair face rosy, looking incredibly cute.

"Okay, I'll take them for you."

After taking a few pictures, Yang Qi was pulled over by Bai Xue for a joint photo.

Even though Yang Qi didn't particularly like taking photos, he was captivated by the beautiful scenery in the sky.

Under the setting sun, the entire sky was slowly painted fiery red, as if there was an erupting volcano below, dazzling to behold.

Unlike the usual uniform blue of the sea and sky, today the sea surface was calm and still, and under the illumination of the fiery clouds, the entire sea surface was crimson.

The two ate dinner while admiring the photos they had just taken.

"Xiaoxue, I feel like there are a lot fewer fish today!"

"Hmm, yes, there are indeed a lot fewer today than before."

The two chatted idly.

Suddenly, Yang Qi remembered something and said:

"Xiaoxue, I remember in elementary school, there was a text about fiery clouds. It said that before some natural disasters, small animals could sense them in advance and would take emergency actions."

"Hmm, what you said makes a lot of sense. It seems that the appearance of fiery clouds is usually accompanied by weather changes."

"Do you think it could be that a deep-sea volcano is about to erupt, or a strong typhoon is forming?"

Yang Qi immediately asked:

"Xiaoxue, when you were steering the boat this afternoon, did you listen to the radio?"

"No! I turned it off this afternoon. Those people talk too rudely."

Bai Xue said helplessly.

In the vast sea, far from the mainland, entertainment activities on board are extremely scarce. Therefore, the ship's radio is one of the few entertainment devices for most boats at sea.

Ships use it to communicate information, even to joke around, act unrestrainedly, and constantly tell dirty jokes.

When Bai Xue was steering the boat, she found it unbearable and usually turned off the radio.

"Let's eat first! I'll go turn it on later to see if there's any news."

Yang Qi said to Bai Xue.

By the time the sun had completely sunk into the sea, the two had also finished their meal.

Yang Qi went to the bridge, turned on the radio, and found that the usual noisy chatter was gone.

Only a mechanical voice was playing in a loop.

The two listened carefully for a while. It turned out that a strong typhoon had indeed formed, with a maximum central wind force reaching level thirteen, and it was still strengthening.

It was currently moving towards the mainland of our country and was expected to begin affecting the South China Sea and East China Sea regions of our country starting tomorrow or the day after.

Ships operating in the vicinity of the South China Sea and East China Sea regions, upon receiving the message, must immediately return to port.

The current location of the two was still about 1000 kilometers away from where the radio reported the typhoon to be.

A level thirteen wind force reaches about 140 kilometers per hour, but the typhoon's translational speed is not as fast as its central wind speed. The central wind speed is not equivalent to the overall translational speed of the entire typhoon.

Generally, the translational speed of a typhoon is about 20 to 30 kilometers per hour.

When its trajectory changes, its speed will increase somewhat, reaching between 30 and 40 kilometers per hour.

When a typhoon first forms, its radius is generally not large, about 20 to 30 kilometers.

Once a typhoon forms, its radius can reach 100 kilometers. When it approaches coastal areas, its radius can reach 300 kilometers. The larger the typhoon, the larger its affected radius.

That is to say, by tomorrow night, this typhoon will affect their current fishing location.

"There really is a typhoon!"

"You drive the boat, I'll clean up the deck. We're leaving here immediately."

After listening to the broadcast, Yang Qi immediately made a decision.

A gentleman does not stand under a precarious wall. Since they already knew a typhoon was coming, dawdling and not leaving at the first opportunity would be like lighting a lantern in a latrine—looking for shit (death).

The two drove the setting sail rapidly towards the mainland.

Initially, it was calm and still, but after a while, the wind remained calm, but the waves had grown considerably.

The setting sail cut through the waves, and along the way, they basically saw no traces of large marine fish. They must have instinctively sensed danger and fled far away.

Only then did the two remember the group of dolphins from the afternoon. They must have sensed the danger in advance and came to tell them to run... PS: Please like, comment, request updates, and provide free "power with love."

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