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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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435 Chs

Chapter 366: A Case

Annie left happily, looking completely unsuspecting—after all, she was just a child.

The old guard stood at the cemetery gate for a long time, watching the direction Annie had gone, and it took him quite a while to suddenly snap back to reality. His fingers trembled slightly as he reached into the pocket of his chest, from which he took out a vial of potion and poured it into his mouth.

He felt much better.

"This is far too sinister... I must report to the Cathedral immediately... God of Death above... this is far too sinister..."

Muttering to himself, the old man turned and walked quickly towards the direction of the guardhouse. After entering and closing the door behind him, he walked straight to the bed and an old, seemingly ordinary desk next to it—upon opening a cover on the desk, intricate pipes, valves, buttons, and levers were revealed underneath.

Several metal capsule compartments lay quietly next to the pipes in the grid beside them.