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Ashes Of Deep Sea

Duncan Abnomar was transmigrated to a magical world. Most of the lands of the world had sunken, and the surviving humans could only live on islands. Due to an unknown reason, the world was also contaminated and strange phenomena and things would randomly appear. Humans had developed steam gear technology, and the islands were connected through boats. They survived by studying strange phenomena that happened all around the world. However, as the captain of a scary-looking ghost ship, Duncan was facing a huge challenge. "How the heck do I steer this ship?" Highly recommended by experienced editor: MC is transmigrated to a world mostly covered in water and far from civilization. He becomes the captain of the ghost ship, the 'Homeloss'. He steers through the fog and adventures through the broken world and the unknown deep sea. As he discovers the ruins of abandoned civilization, he would also stumble into the war between the strange phenomena and the devil gods. The story takes place in a combination of ocean and Chutly mythology world, a new and interesting background. It’s an attractive story to read due to the author’s sense of humor and mastery over the ambiance of the story. --------------- Another-style introduction: "On that day, a thick fog engulfed everything. On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship. On that day, he crossed the dense fog and faced a completely overturned and shattered world – the former order was completely gone, and peculiar phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society. The island city-states and the fleets challenging the sea have become the only lights of civilization left, while the shadows of old days still lurk in the deep sea, waiting to devour this dying world again. But for the new captain, there's only one pressing question – Does anyone know how to sail this damn ship?!"

Yuan Tong · Sci-fi
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495 Chs

Chapter 236: The Secret Contact is the Local Custom

Thank you.

A mundane word, yet it instantly made Duncan's breath catch.

He could be certain that word had not been on the paper before, nor had there been any sign of water damage—that had all appeared out of thin air right before his eyes!

He stared intently at the imprints appearing on the paper, as the ethereal green flames slowly began to burn around him. His consciousness swept over the entire ship in an instant, making sure no uninvited "guest" had appeared—but he found nothing.

How had this word come to be? Who was trying to convey this message to him? And why?

Honestly, he felt a tiny bit of empathy for those whom he had frightened, such as Vanna who had leapt to chop in front of the dressing mirror in Dreamscape, and just now, Tyrion and Lucrescia—but it was only a tiny bit, and he wouldn't change his ways next time.

The key was why a word had suddenly emerged on this piece of paper.