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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 · Ficção Científica
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426 Chs

Chapter 353: The Second Waterway

"This is a safe place, at least it had been for the past fifty years. The Frost authorities never knew that such a secret lay beneath their feet," Nemo Wilkins said as he walked into the deep underground hideout, turning to address Duncan and the others who followed him, his tone laced with obvious pride, "These ancient sewers crisscross in every direction, most areas are abandoned and thus dry and safe, and there are some branches leading to the upper-level pipeline systems, but all the access points are secure. Even if one or two are discovered, City Hall cannot possibly search the entire underground structure—they simply don't have enough manpower."

The "tavern owner" said this and walked over to a nearby concrete wall, where he turned a valve on a pipe. A faint hissing sound of airflow came from afar—immediately, more gas lamps lit up, and those that were already on burned brighter.