"Report! The typhoon has changed direction!"
"Turning, heading north with a shift of five degrees, continuing to keep parallel with the path of the typhoon eye."
"Report! The typhoon is severely changing direction!"
"Keep turning! Turn... hmm? What's happening? How did the typhoon's route change so much?!" The captain stared at the real-ti location of the typhoon eye on the screen, stunned.
"I don't know! Report, the external wind is gradually increasing, already exceeding Level 8 wind, and still intensifying, soon approaching Level 9!"
"Turn! Turn! Full speed ahead! Head east!" the captain yelled urgently.
At this mont, the typhoon was shifting from west-north to true north, and with such severe turns, they couldn't predict the typhoon's subsequent path, making following it very dangerous; best to urgently break away.
"Turning underway!"
"Report! Wind strength continues to increase! We have entered the Level 9 wind zone, and the typhoon eye is still approaching!" The monitor shouted loudly.
The captain's eyes widened in anger, staring dead at the eerie typhoon track on the screen, full of disbelief.
"Maximum power! Full detachnt!"
"Aye!"
The captain took a deep breath, glanced back at the young faces in the ship, eyes slightly panicked but forcibly composed, striving to calm himself.
"Report! Near the typhoon eye, wind strength has exceeded Level 19!"
"Report! Level 10 wind circle has reached a radius of 150 kiloters!"
"Report! External wind strength is increasing! We have entered the Level 10 wind zone, and the distance to the typhoon eye is still closing!"
The hull of the monitoring ship was becoming more unstable, outside the storm raged with large raindrops slamming against the glass, though the soundproofing of the cabin blocked external noise.
Inside the cabin, work didn't pause; all staff were still thodically reporting various monitoring data.
Although so male crew mbers couldn't suppress their trembling hands, and a few female crew mbers had reddened eyes, their voices remained stable and strong.
"Report! The Level 10 wind circle is expanding again, and we have entered the Level 11 wind zone!"
Everyone's expression shifted, knowing the maximum safe wind resistance capacity of this teorological monitoring ship was only Level 10.
"Boom!"
Outside, towering waves surged, and a wind wave nearly ten ters high slamd into the side of the ship, tilting it to the east at an angle almost reaching thirty degrees, making everyone inside incline, spilling cups, paper, and pens from tables.
"Report! External wind strength still increasing, the typhoon eye is approaching from the side!"
"Report, near the typhoon eye, wind strength is nearly Level 20!"
"Boom!"
Another wave exceeding ten ters surged from the western side, resembling almost like a wall made of seawater.
All couldn't help but look at the wave, lips tightly pursed, speechless.
…
At the center of the typhoon eye, using the Western Extre Wind-Calling Curse to create a small whirlwind, which altered the typhoon's direction, Lu Zheng was now feeling relieved.
Besides controlling the whirlwind to prevent rging into the typhoon, Lu Zheng attempted to explore with Heart Spirit into this naturally ford typhoon, trying to refine his Wind Technique.
"It's turning! It's turning!"
Lin Wan stood right beside Lu Zheng, on a small patch of white cloud, both astonished and pleased.
Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow, "It works, but with my whirlwind added, it seems the typhoon's wind strength further intensified!"
…
Speaking of which, the whirlwind by Lu Zheng accelerated the typhoon 'Dragonfly,' and the near eye wind speed was spinning faster and faster, intensifying from initial Level 17 to Level 20 in a short ti.
Lu Zheng did not understand, but personnel and experts from the teorological monitoring ship and Zhejiang Province teorological Bureau were stunned.
To know, this typhoon 'Dragonfly' near eye wind speed took a full two days to rise from Level 15 to Level 17!
Even calculating from approaching Level 18, how did it jump from Level 18 to Level 20 in just one or two hours?
Wind strength suddenly increased!
Typhoon violently changed direction!
Inside the monitoring ship, the teorological bureau, many couldn't help but focus on the real-ti satellite cloud map showing the small whirlwind with a diater of just about six kiloters.
All of this resulted from this suddenly appearing and rapidly forming mini whirlwind.
Except, due to the abrupt nature, people in the teorological bureau could only watch, while those on the monitoring ship were bordering on despair.
…
At this point, Lu Zheng furrowed his brow, suddenly focusing intently.
Lin Wan, who was continuously watching Lu Zheng, imdiately noticed and hastily asked, "What's wrong?"
"There's sothing... seems like a sea ship, let's go and check." Lu Zheng said.
The monitoring ship was still dozens of kiloters away from him; if he hadn't spread out his Heart Spirit, he may not have even noticed.
Lu Zheng conjured up a Curse, maintaining the ford whirlwind, and took Lin Wan along, diving into the typhoon.
…
The monitoring ship didn't have ti to turn, and the wall of waves over ten ters had already crashed into the ship's side.
"Boom!"
Waves fiercely crashed against the hull, splattering countless seawater, rushing turbulently over the ship's top, deck, and through the buildings.
The monitoring ship, hit by such severe side attacks, abruptly tilted, with the right hull almost touching the sea surface.
Inside the cabin, everyone tilted rightward, any unsecured items slid that way.
Alarm systems blared wildly.
Alarms sounded through the headphones, saying, "Hull tilt is too steep, nearing capsize, prepare for collision brace!"
"Crash!"
Just as the ship's hull was dipping into the water, the vessel suddenly halted, then restored to the left.
"Crash—Crash—"
The waves still roared eastward from the west, but the monitoring ship strangely corrected against the wave and wind direction, snapping back upright.
Then, just like a Pendulum, the ship rocked with the waves, yet the tilt angle remained small, as if...
"Report! External wind suddenly weakened, now at... at..."
The captain turned back, "At what level?"
"At... at Level 2 wind..."
"What level?"
Everyone was wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the wind monitor.
"Level 2 wind..." the wind monitor also raised his head, incredulously.
The captain stared at the wind monitor, tongue-tied, then snapped out of it, rushing to the porthole.
The monitoring ship faced distant raging storm and towering waves, but waves settled strangely as they ca near, weakening as they approached the ship, reaching only one to two ters in height at most.
Wind behaved similarly, the captain saw the flag at the bow gently fluttering like a ribbon under Level 2-3 wind.
"What on earth is going on here?"
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