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No longer squeezing into that cabin, Luo Kai and his companion had already reached the deck, looking at the black ship that was only ten meters away from the Daping Hao. The two ships were so close that there was a constant danger of collision. The short distance also made it easier for him to observe. Luo Kai was frowning deeply, his gaze flowing back and forth between the two ships. Then, snuffing out the cigarette in his hand, he tossed it into the sea, his expression resolute. "I'm going to take a look on that ship." Upon hearing this, Xu Shuo glanced at him. "Go ahead." Why not be happy when someone voluntarily explores the way? Luo Kai didn't dwell on such matters either. He stepped on the gunwale, leaped with force, and smoothly crossed the distance between the two ships, landing nimbly on the deck of the opposite vessel. In that instant, a chill swept over him, involuntarily making his body shudder. Luo Kai raised his hand to cover his nose, and his right hand opened to grip a Patterned Han Sword that appeared out of nowhere, its pommel topped with a sparkling Ruby. His landing spot was at the stern of the ship. This ship, like the Daping Hao, had a high rear and a low front, wide at the bow and narrow at the stern; one could see the layout of the bow just by looking over the half-protruding cabin top. The ship was eerily silent, with scattered rigging and mast supports on deck, and ragged sails fluttering in the wind high above. The decking and sideboards were damaged, as if punctured by something. Through the holes, one could even see what seemed to be a pitch-black liquid churning beneath the deck, which had already spilled over the watertight compartment and surged up into the cabin. The main hull must have taken on water as well. But even so, there was no sign this ship was about to sink; it even managed to maintain the same buoyancy as the Daping Hao. Luo Kai crouched down, his gaze fixated on the hole in the deck. Then he drew his sword across his finger, and a drop of deep red blood fell through the narrow hole. In the pitch-black hold below, the sound of blood hitting the water was inaudible, and the red drop fell into pure darkness without causing the slightest ripple. However, Luo Kai suddenly shuddered! He quickly rose to his feet and retreated a few steps! "Crack, crack, crack..." But right where Luo Kai had stepped, a dense web of fissures spread across the wooden deck, extending to the entire ship! The next moment, with a splash! He fell into the black water below the cabin. On the opposite side of the ship. Xu Shuo watched Luo Kai's figure suddenly disappear from the deck, blinked, and nonchalantly shifted his gaze away. He glanced at the team list, and at least that person's name was still golden. By this time, the crew of the Daping Hao had already fallen into a panic. Gathered in the cabin and making a racket, along with Old Zhou's loud questioning of everyone, even Xu, who had been sleeping in her own cabin, was awakened. Xu rubbed her eyes and, after being awakened, she looked up at the sky through the porthole, staring at the dark sea horizon blended with the night sky for a while before finally remembering that she still had to serve as Pilot to guide the Daping Hao through the waters. But why was it so noisy outside? Did some sailor make a mistake, prompting Grandpa to lecture him? As Xu pondered this, she got up and tied her hair, and as she emerged from the cabin, the first thing she saw was the young man leaning on the gunwale and gazing out at the sea. "What happened?" Xu asked as she walked over. "It seems we're lost, and we might be unable to get out of this sea area," Xu Shuo said, looking at her. "Huh??" Xu was immediately stunned. Xu Shuo looked at her, then at the black ship only about ten meters from the Daping Hao and realized something—this girl seemed unable to see the ship. She couldn't see it. Indeed, it seemed this was the case. After hearing they might be lost, Xu first looked around at the sea, completely oblivious to the ship. Then she looked up at the sky. With the stars so bright, how could it be possible to not find our way out? Xu nervously smiled and said, "Hey, don't worry, my grandpa has been sailing the seas for decades, he's very experienced, we will definitely find our way back!" Xu Shuo smiled but said nothing. Just then, a sailor burst out from the crew's living quarters, hysterically screaming, and stumbled straight onto the deck. His face was filled with terror as he clutched his head and yelled, "I really don't know! I woke up and saw him dead! Blood everywhere, I didn't see anything else! I truly don't know what happened!" He was the first to discover the dead body and a witness to the scene. The victim's bunk was next to his, and for some unknown reason, he suddenly awoke and then saw the victim, his face bloodied and eyes still open in death, staring right back at him. At that moment, this tall, burly man let out a terrified scream! Of course, anyone who woke up in the middle of the night to such a sight would likely have a breakdown! Old Zhou wanted to figure out what kind of monster was behind this, but when he questioned the sailors in the cabin, not a single one of them could give a clear explanation. Even up until now, no one else had admitted to having turned to look back at that ship. Old Zhou was about to be driven insane by these people! "Now! Just because some of you think you're so smart, all of us are trapped in this sea area, and whether we can live through tonight depends on the choices you idiots make!" Old Zhou strode forward, pointing angrily at the sailor crouched on the ground, trembling. He was very aware that this man, being the first to witness the scene, might also be connected to that ship. Ghosts kill according to certain rules. Upon hearing this, a sailor couldn't help but say, "Boss, you... you know the Leading Star Technique, right? With the weather so fine tonight, why can't you lead us out of here?" "Leave? Where to!" Old Zhou extended his hand, pointing to the ship that was extremely close to the Daping Hao, his veins bulging in anger: "We've been tightly ensnared by this thing now; do you still think you can leave the sea alive?!" The sailors, still unclear about what had happened, walked out of the cabin and, upon seeing that eerie black ship, let out a scream of terror. But aside from the horrified sailors, there were two others staring at the brilliantly glowing ship, their eyes unfocused and breathing rapid! Old Zhou took in everyone's reactions, feeling a growing chill in his heart. It was only when he turned his head and saw Xu, standing beside the ship's railings, looking lost and gazing back at him, that his entire being was suddenly jolted. The chill gradually turned into an unprecedented heat, hardening his expression even more. "What... what happened?" Xu asked anxiously, her gaze shifting between the sailor lying on the ground, crying as if mad, and the others, each with different expressions. It seemed the situation was even more terrifying than she had imagined. Something about someone dead... something ensnaring them... But what made her even more anxious was the phrase Old Zhou had shouted in his anger: "He can't lead everyone out." She didn't think her grandpa was joking. Xu said anxiously, "Is it... could it be because I led us in the wrong direction earlier, and now everyone..." "It's not your fault!" Old Zhou cut her off abruptly, his face stern as he looked towards the sailors. "Now you've seen the situation; whoever looked back just now had better speak up! This is my ship, and I'm sure none of you want to drift at sea." After all, these were people who had fought their way through great storms; when Old Zhou spoke with a cold and stern face, the intimidating aura frightened everyone on board into silence. At this point, one person shakily raised his hand. Then another... and another... Out of ten sailors, eight raised their hands. The two who hadn't turned back, one had been on deck with Old Zhou with no opportunity to look back, the other was the young man who had been asking about the ghost ship. But no matter what, seeing the number of people, Old Zhou had only two words in his heart—finished. It was all finished. ...