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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 · SF
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435 Chs

Chapter 331 Infiltration City

The paper was crumpled and many areas had been contaminated by a greyish-black "mud," with the handwriting blurred and missing in places, but after Morris's careful handling, many of the words on it had been restored to a barely legible state—

"Brown Scott" recorded the bizarre changes occurring to himself during the last lucid phase of his consciousness:

"...Around four in the morning, twelve hours after I had locked my door, the increasing intensity of the tinnitus and sporadic vertigo severely affected my movement; I could only write something when my condition was slightly better. There seemed to be hemorrhages under my skin—mysterious bruises appeared...

"At six thirty, my internal organs felt as though they were tumbling, as if the structures within my body had lost their order, moving around inside me, each with their own agenda. I felt no pain, not even the dizziness, much diminished... Fear began to subside, and clearer memories started surfacing in my mind...