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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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630 Chs

Chapter 304 Mud at the Bottom of the Hull

"That was the 'captain' of the Obsidian, Cristo Babeli―a mass of disordered material that could hardly be associated with a 'human body,' a pile that had surfaced from the depths of the sea... a fake."

He seemed to be completely unaware of his own condition, and furthermore... his thought processes seemed to be somewhat impaired.

He was oblivious to the passage of time and was unable to discern the distortion of his own flesh; in the absence of any vision, most of his tactile senses, and the ability to move, his extreme calmness was evident... as if he were trapped in some kind of strange, sluggish state.

That slightly writhing and pulsating mass of biological tissue still emitted a hoarse and deep voice, "Cristo Babeli" greeting the people who entered the room and asking about the current status of the Obsidian, inquiring what exactly had happened.