Day eleven of the Long March…
Today, the sunlight was the same, the air not too dry, but there was an industrious figure: Kē Yǒngzhōng.
I saw the child had worked all night and groggily asked, "Aren't you tired?" He smiled, "I'm a super-super human, it's no problem for me to stay up for three days and three nights without sleep!" I was startled, "Ah! Okay!" Kē Yǒngzhōng grinned mischievously, "Master, look at the sea!" I rubbed my eyes and looked at the sea, "Ah! The ship… it's done!" I rubbed my eyes in disbelief, but the magnificent, towering ship was still on the sea. I shook Kē Yǒngzhōng, "My disciple! Thank you!! Hahahaha!" Yang Silin also walked over, "What's wrong, making such a fuss!" Yang Silin also rubbed her sleepy eyes. I reminded her, "Look at the sea!" She stretched, "Ah! It's done? Does that mean we can set sail today!" Kē Yǒngzhōng nodded, "Yes! Otherwise, we won't have enough food!"
Duan Wenlin walked out slowly, gazing at the ship as if in a trance, "Oh, it's built…" Yang Silin nudged him, "What do you mean! You don't want to go, do you!" Duan Wenlin immediately waved his hands, "I want to! I want to! Of course, I want to go!"
A while later, everyone came out and looked at the great ship with surprise, then looked at this small human who had transformed from a zombie with disbelief. I smiled, "No need to be surprised, the