Awakening the War God

Chapter 188 Patriotism

Chapter 188 Patriotism

Several hours later, the massive Black Pearl sank.

Only the bow remained on the surface of the water.

Just like its predecessor, the Titanic, this behemoth was laid to rest in the depths of the sea.

Several patrol ships in the vicinity of the Black Pearl's sinking site began rescuing the passengers.

News of this pirate hijacking incident spread worldwide simultaneously.

And all the reports ended the same way.

"In the end, the Black Pearl sank, but 95% of the passengers on board were saved, averting a tragedy like the Titanic!"

News about the Black Pearl dominated the trending topics for an entire day.

In Silverwood, Zoe sat on her sickbed and watched the news on television.

"Gabriel!"

She murmured, her heart pounding with anxiety.

20 nautical miles northwest of the Black Pearl's sinking site, a white bathtub floated on the surface of the sea. It rose and fell with the waves.

"Argh, I'm really unlucky!"

Sitting in the bathtub, Gabriel felt frustrated.

He was injured in multiple places, and in his arms, Cynthia lay unconscious.

Having failed to find the Ice Ganoderma, he felt despondent. His emotions had controlled him and made him disregard life and death. He had surrendered himself to fate.

But the meeting with Cynthia caused him to change his mind.

Or perhaps, it was because of Cynthia that he recalled Mia's words.

"There is no ailment that cannot be cured. The greatest fear is giving up. As long as you don't give up, a miracle might happen in the next moment."

It was true. Zoe still had time.

Although he lost the Ice Ganoderma, it was not yet the time to give up.

Perhaps there were other Ice Ganoderma out there, or maybe he would find another way to treat Zoe's heart disease.

In any case, he shouldn't wallow in self-pity.

He needed to stay alive so that Zoe could have hope.

With this determination, he unleashed his strongest power and managed to survive against all odds.

Even though he was covered in wounds, he survived. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

But fate was too harsh. Bombarded by the explosion, he nearly passed out.

Fortunately, his willpower prevailed, and he held on.

He even managed to rescue the unconscious Cynthia from the seawater.

After floating in the sea for a long time, he finally clung to the bathtub.

It seemed like it had fallen from the cruise ship.

The bathtub was inconspicuous, but it saved his and Cynthia's lives.

Although it was cramped, at least they didn't have to soak in the seawater.

The only downside was that sitting in the bathtub meant they couldn't control the direction. They had to go with the flow.

They drifted further and further away, not knowing where they were now.

The vast ocean stretched endlessly before them.

If luck wasn't on their side, they might drift to their death.

If luck was on their side, perhaps they would be rescued by search and rescue teams or drift to an island.

It all depended on fate.

"I've held on for too long. It's time to take a rest."

He sighed and rested his head on the edge of the bathtub.

With the rocking of the bathtub, he fell into a deep slumber.

Ever since he opened the second gate of the Eight Gates of Blocked Memories, he had restored his medical skills and understood some of the reasons for his amnesia.

In fact, he had fallen victim to an ancient forbidden art.

It sealed off eight parts of his memories, one by one.

Only by relying on specific memory triggers or special stimuli could these eight gates be opened one by one.

When the last gate opened, all memories would be fully restored.

As for waking up like a different person after being unconscious from drinking strong liquor, it was also explained.

That was because alcohol could numb a part of the brain's cortex, temporarily removing the sealing effect on memory lock.

During this period, his martial arts skills and strength would return to their terrifying peak.

But once he woke up and the effects of the alcohol wore off, the martial arts memory area would be sealed again, causing him to forget everything that happened during that time.

And each time, the effects of alcohol wouldn't last long.

He had to sleep now.

"Hey!"

After an unknown amount of time, Gabriel's face was slapped a few times, waking him up.

He yawned and opened his eyes to see Cynthia glaring at him with resentment.

He looked around and found that they were floating in the sea.

He had drunk wine to activate his martial arts skills. How did he end up in the sea?

And he was sitting in a bathtub.

That guy was so unreliable. If he had known, he wouldn't have drunk and summoned that guy.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

He was in a bad mood, and Cynthia's venomous gaze further annoyed him.

Cynthia angrily said, "You have the nerve to ask me? I could have escaped if it weren't for you blocking me. I wouldn't have been blown off by the bomb and ended up in this wretched bathtub."

She was in despair. There was no chance of surviving when they were floating in the vast sea.

She hated Gabriel to the core.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have fallen into such a state.

Gabriel squinted at her and said, "Your demeanor has changed. Why not pretend again? You're Mia!"

Cynthia's manner of speaking and her expression just now were the same as Mia's.

"So what if I am?" Mia regained her arrogant demeanor and shouted, "Why did you get involved in the Blood Scripture matter? If it weren't for you, none of this would have happened."

She admitted it and stopped pretending.

There was no point in pretending any longer when they were facing death.

Suddenly, Gabriel slapped her hard across the face.

He pointed at her and cursed. "You are a national of the Dragon Kingdom. How could you betray your ancestors and conspire with outsiders? How are you any different from a beast?"

Although he had expected it, Gabriel still felt heartbroken when Mia admitted it.

After all, in his mind, Mia had always been the kind doctor who treated his illness.

But everything had changed.

The woman before him was nothing more than a traitor to the nation.

Covering her face, Mia sneered in disdain. "Don't give me any empty talk about patriotism. It's laughable and childish to still talk about such sentiments in this day and age!"

Gabriel responded with another slap.

"You..." Mia gritted her teeth in anger, but Gabriel angrily rebuked, "The reason why humans are humans is because of various beliefs. If a person doesn't even believe in the land that gave birth to and raised them, can they still be considered human?"

Mia defiantly retorted, "After graduating from university, I went to study and further my education in Mysticor. Do you know how many outstanding students like me are clamoring to leave the country? And most of them won't return after their studies are completed.

"Why don't you ask where their patriotic feelings lie?

"It's just a phenomenon. If it exists widely, it can only mean that at its core, there is no wrongdoing!

"The patriotism you speak of is nothing but lies to deceive ordinary people. The parents who send their children abroad are privileged and wealthy, including even public figures who talk grandly about patriotism.

"So, don't you find your words ridiculous?"

Gabriel narrowed his eyes and fell silent.