Overlord noticed a huge oil tanker sailing not far ahead of them. He followed the tanker at a distance of thousands of ters, with half of his head exposed as he took a serious look.
"It should be the tanker of Risheng Ocean Shipping Group," Bawang said confidently. He had super eyesight and could see clearly from a distance of more than a thousand ters. He could see not only the details of the ship but also the signs on it.
"This is a giant tanker for sure!"
"It's what I'm looking for," Overlord said.
Bawang swam forward, diving into the water to approach the tanker. He communicated with Liu Yong, informing him that he was close to the target and requesting confirmation.
"Master, I'm close to target No. 2, please help confirm," Bawang said.
Liu Yong quickly opened his third-party vision and saw Bawang lurking in the water following the ship. He also saw the situation of the oil tanker.
"Yes, that's it, wrap its propeller with a fishing net, and make it completely lose power," Liu Yong instructed.
"OK, no problem," Overlord said, holding a giant spear in one paw and a fishing net hundreds of ters long in the other.
"Be careful, don't hurt yourself," Liu Yong reminded with concern.
"No, it is not difficult for to do this kind of thing," Overlord replied.
A few hours ago, Bawang had entangled the propeller of a 120,000-ton oil tanker with a thick iron chain more than 100 ters long and weighed several tons. So, it was easy for Overlord to wrap the propeller with a fishing net.
Overlord dragged the fishing net towards the giant propeller of the tanker. The hundreds-ter-long trawl net was brought only so way from Huahai City, but Bawang got it from local materials nearby.
Soon, the fishing net was entangled with the rotating propeller, and the entanglent beca increasingly tight. The crew on the tanker began to feel that sothing was wrong. The ship, sailing at a certain speed gradually slowed down, and an alarm sounded in the cab.
"What's going on, several fault lights are on!" one of the crew mbers shouted.
"It seems that there is sothing wrong with the power system," another crew mber replied.
Liu Yong saw the ship's situation clearly through a third-party vision and the propeller wholly entangled in fishing nets.
"With such a thick fishing net wrapped around at least a hundred tis, don't even consider continuing to sail. Let's see what you do next," Liu Yong thought happily.
"Overlord, you can take a break and leave this ship alone for now," Liu Yong instructed.
"Master, I'm just hungry, so I'll go find sothing to eat nearby, and I'll co over to take a look when I'm full," Bawang said.
"OK, go ahead," Liu Yong replied.
Bawang planned to return after a while since he was watching the ship, and there was no chance of it leaving. The vessel stopped entirely on the sea. After a panic, the people on board finally discovered a problem with the propeller.
"Quick, send soone down to clean up, send a few more people down," the captain exclaid anxiously.
"How long will it take to clear the fishing nets?" asked one of the crew mbers.
"Even if we clean it 24/7, it will take at least three days," replied another crew mber.
"What? Three days?" the captain said incredulously.
The captain imdiately reported the situation to his superiors, and when Luo Maoyuan heard the news, he almost spat out three liters of blood.
"I don't care what thod you use, the fishing nets must be completely cleared within three days, and the ship must arrive in Huahai City within ten days," He Jinyou, the boss, yelled into the phone.
"Good boss, we will do our best and report to you as soon as we have any progress," the captain replied.
After hanging up the phone, Luo Maoyuan sat on the sofa and thought to himself, "Is this a coincidence, or is soone playing tricks like that?" He feared the latter scenario would be catastrophic.
"The propeller of the first boat was entangled to death by iron chains, and the propeller of the second boat was entangled to death by fishing nets," he muttered. "This can't be a coincidence, can it?"
In a flash, a day passed.
"Tomorrow is the day when Yanguo Offshore Oil Group officially announces which company won the bid, I'm going to hold the last eting tomorrow morning, hoping that everyone can form a unified opinion. If there are still disputes, I'll make a decision."
Said He Jinyou.
After giving it so thought, he had already made up his mind and was planning to hand over the business to Risheng Ocean Shipping Group.
"I also considered Universal, but I feel that Risheng Group is more established, with stronger and more reliable crude oil ocean transportation capabilities."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of his office. "Mr. Song, the 'Xin Fugui' under the Risheng Group has broken down near the Strait of Malacca," reported his assistant.
"What? There is such a thing," exclaid Song Jinyou. He had placed high hopes on this ship, as the oil refining base in Huahai City was still waiting for the ergency delivery of more than one million barrels of oil.
"It's true, the ship has indeed broken down. As for the specific reason, we don't know yet," said his assistant.
Song Jinyou pondered for a while, and after a pause, he urged: "You should pay close attention to the situation of that ship, and report to imdiately if there is any new situation."
"Okay, Mr. Song," said his assistant as she backed out of the room.
Song Jinyou took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep puff, thought for a while, and picked up the phone on the desk. "The matter is of great importance, and I dare not take it lightly. I am ready to personally intervene in this matter."
His assistant returned to the room and asked, "Is there anything else I can do for you, Mr. Song?"
"No, that's all for now. Please keep updated on the situation with the 'Xin Fugui'," replied Song Jinyou.
The situation was so crucial that Song Jinyou couldn't take any chances and needed to handle this matter with utmost care.
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