Chapter 105 100．With the world people

Just when we cleaned the "Pequode" clean and spotless, and all the sailors were like gentlemen, enjoying the hard-won comfort and tranquility, we encountered a whaling ship again. Captain Ahab stood at the stern of his boat and saw the British flag flying on the whaling ship from a long distance. After a while, the Pequod came very close to the English whaler. Captain Ahab was now able to see clearly the people on board their ship. The British ship was apparently also interested in the Pequod. Their captain was leaning against the bows of his own boat, watching Captain Ahab and the others draw nearer.

At the same time he saw Captain Ahab's toothed leg. The captain was about sixty years old, with a strong body and a good-natured face. Judging from his dark skin, he should be an experienced whaler. The captain wore a very fat jacket, one of which, for some reason, was empty and fluttered in the wind. Captain Ahab raised his trumpet and asked the captain loudly: "Hey, Captain, have you ever met a white whale?" The captain was obviously not surprised. He thrust one of his arms out from under his garment, and held it up toward Captain Ahab. "Why haven't you seen it? See what it is?"

When Ahab saw it, his heart sank. It turned out that the captain's arms were made of sperm whale bones, just like his own legs. Everything is strikingly similar. "Damn Moby Dick!" Captain Ahab cursed. "Fire me the boat, I'm going to their boat." Captain Ahab himself broke his rule never to go on any other whaling ship. The sailors all knew Captain Ahab's temper, so within a minute, Captain Ahab was in the boat. After another little while, the boat was under the Englishman's boat. By the time the English slung the deadbolt down, Captain Ahab began to lose his temper.

Because as a one-legged man, he couldn't climb up the high bulwark along the gangway rope. Captain Ahab stared up in exasperation and despair. For a while, both sides were embarrassed. It was the British one-armed captain who saw the truth. "Hey guys, you can't go up like this, get the crane over here." The British ship happened to hunt a big whale a few days ago, and the crane that had just been used up hadn't been packed up yet, so it happened to come in handy for Captain Ahab. So Captain Yeha put one of his legs on the hook of the crane, as if straddling a tree branch, and at the same time grasped the rope tightly with his hands:

"Okay, guys." In a short while, Captain Ahab rolled over the bulwarks into the Englishman's boat. "Welcome, friend." The British captain came up to meet him, and stretched out his bone arm while speaking boldly. "Let's shake hands with bones!" said Captain Ahab equally excitedly. "An arm and a leg, how interesting it is, neither of them can run." "Let's talk about the white whale again. Where did you meet it and how long has it been?" Captain Ahab asked impatiently. Speaking of the white whale, the British looked a little sad.

He pointed his bony arm to the east: "Just last season, on the equator." "Then that's the guy who made my brother's arm?" "That's right, your legs are too?" "Yeah, that damn thing!" Captain Ahab said bitterly. "Well, man, tell me what's going on!" "I've been hunting whales all my life, but that was the first time I was cruising on the equator." The Englishman began his memory. "One day, we encountered a small group of four or five whales, so we lowered our boats and went after them." "Originally, we had already tied up one of them, and we were accompanying it like a performance horse in a circus, going round and round in the boundless sea."

"At this moment, a large whale suddenly appeared from the bottom of the sea next to our boat. This guy's head and back are all white, and his face is full of wrinkles, which is very ugly." "Yes, that's it, that's it, Moby Dick!" Captain Ahab couldn't help crying out when he heard this. "I didn't know what Moby Dick was or what Moby Dick was. I just thought this guy was a bit unusual. You know, there are a few javelin heads stuck in its right fin!" "Yes, yes, that's my javelin chief, mine!" Captain Ahab shouted joyfully when he heard the Englishman speak of a sworn enemy he knew so well.

"Listen to me, friend." The English captain kindly stopped Ahab's shouting. "The white whale dived into the whale group with a huge wave, just like a brave warrior trying to rescue its partner. After that, it began to fiercely bite the ropes that we tied the whale to." "Yes, that's what that fellow is. It's his old trick. I know that. He's done it before." Captain Ahab could not help interjecting again. "We don't know what the hell this guy was up to, but we saw the whaling line caught in his teeth." "While we were pulling on the rope desperately, the guy pulled hard, and we all 'plopped' out of the boat, and fell onto its snow-white back."

"As a result, all the other whales ran away." "We were so pissed off that we made up our minds to get hold of it." "So, I jumped into the first mate's boat from the back of the big white guy, and found a javelin, and I will show this guy a taste of my strength." "But at this moment, the big white guy's tail stood up from the waves, my God, it looked like a tower, and it was about to fall towards us." "But I didn't care about that, and threw two javelins anyway." "While I was groping for the third javelin, the guy's tail flicked, and our boat was cut in two with a single blow, and was washed up by the waves into two piles of pieces."

"I fell into the sea, a small fish, and to be safe, I clung to the handle of the first javelin that was hooked to the fellow." "Just as I was thinking about how to get out of the danger, disaster struck. The guy plunged into the deep sea, and I was thrown away." "At this moment, I just met the hook of the second thrown javelin, and the hook caught me under the shoulder at once, and went down the whole arm until it came to the wrist." The British captain was beaming, dancing, and gesticulating while talking. His life and death experience first moved himself.

"The rest, let Doctor Punk tell you." Next, I will talk about my strongest part. The British captain called his ship doctor. Doctor Punk is a neat and serious person, a typical British gentleman, but he is actually right next to him. While the two captains were talking, he had been studying the stumps of their legs and arms with a connoisseur's eye. Doctor Punk bowed politely to Captain Ahab. Afterwards, he cleared his throat and began to continue his captain's speech unchanged. "That's right. At that time, the captain's wound was really scary. I persuaded him repeatedly before he agreed to sail our ship away from the equator. You know, the hot climate on the equator is definitely not good for his injury." "I started to accompany him day and night, trying my best to heal his injuries and take care of his diet at the same time." "Yeah, he takes care of my diet, you know how strict he is with me, especially when it comes to drinking." Hearing this, his captain could not help interjecting as Captain Ahab had just done. "He drank lemon whiskey and liqueur with me every day until he was so drunk that he couldn't even change his bandages, but that's all right, I'd rather let you die like this." The British captain said a lot in one breath. "Our captain is good at making people laugh." Doctor Punk is still serious. "But by the way, I never used to drink, not even a drop, you know. I used to be a clergyman." "Wrong, friend, you are wrong." The English captain interrupted the doctor again. "You're not teetotal, you're teetotal, because you're anhydrophobic, aren't you?" "Let me continue." Doctor Punk is still stern. "Although I tried my best and concentrated on it, the two-foot-long wound was getting worse and turned black, so I advised the captain to amputate the arm early, otherwise the danger would be great." "Later, the captain's arm was sawed off, and the carpenter made him a bone arm and fitted it with a wooden hammer. You know, that wooden hammer is specially used to knock people's heads. I was at his age. I was knocked by him when I was angry, if you don’t believe me, look at it.” After Punk finished speaking, he took off his hat and brushed his hair back, revealing a hole the size of a bowl on his head. Captain Ahab was taken aback. "Hmph, God knows what happened to him, bad thing, there will never be another one, you rascal will not die well, you will definitely die in the pickle jar, so you will be pickled Come down, let future generations see your virtue." The British captain cursed punk boldly. "But what happened to the white whale?" Captain Ahab had long been impatient with these two guys, so he couldn't help but interrupt them to ask. "Oh, once the guy dives in the water, he can't be found again." "We didn't know its name at the time, and we didn't hear about it until later." "Then you haven't chased after it?" "No, I don't want to tie it up even if I catch up with it." "how?" "Obviously, one arm has been lost, and I don't want to lose the other." The British captain said with some fluke and some sophistication. "Try it with the other arm, Captain." Punk said jokingly. "Fuck you, rascal, I didn't know it was Moby Dick, and let him take his arm away in a daze, and now I don't dare to mess with him anymore, I've learned." "Although it is a great honor to kill it, and that fellow is priceless, I should stay away from it. Don't you? My captain." asked the English captain, staring at Captain Ahab's toothed leg. "No, I - will - must - catch - hold - it!" Captain Ahab stared at the bony arm of the English captain, and said every word firmly. "My God, haven't you had enough of it?" Punk cried out, circling Captain Ahab. "I think you have a fever." Punk sniffed like a dog. "Let me take your temperature." Punk pulled out a thermometer and moved it to Captain Ahab's arm. "Go away!" Captain Ahab, annoyed, pushed Punk aside as he walked towards the bulwarks. "Did your captain drive the white whale crazy?" Punk quietly asked Fedala who was on the same boat. "Hush!" Fedala puts her finger to her lips, stopping Punk. After a while, Captain Ahab was already standing on his boat. The boat rowed toward the Pequod. Captain Ahab turned his back on the British ship with a face of firm determination, and even ignored the British captain's greeting to him. The boat rowed right under her own Pequod. "This man is simply possessed!" Punk said to his captain.