Crossing the eighth year on June 14 sunny

"Recently, the murmur in my ears has reappeared, the kind of voice that does not look like a voice, chaotic and dark, this garbage place is really not for people.

My first mate, Old John, told me that I could try his hand at the fragrant girls at the Red Lips Hotel.

I'll admit that I had a stir in my heart, but in the end I held back, I couldn't waste my hard-earned Echo Coins in that kind of place, and I couldn't let up for a moment to go home.

Humans are earth-dwelling species, and the fact that humans can appear in the underground sea proves that there is a way back to the earth, and I must find it!

I dreamed about my family again yesterday. I miss them, but I'm losing sight of them......"

The sudden shaking of the rat interrupted Charles Reed's writing.

An old oil lamp placed next to the diary illuminates its owner's face, black pupils and black hair, a normal Asian face, but his face is white and almost transparent, like a vampire in a movie.

From the perspective of modern people, Charles is still a little handsome, but at this time his expression is heavy and tired, and he looks extremely haggard.

After listening to the sound of the waves outside the window for a while, Charles noticed that there was nothing unusual, and picked up his pen and began to write again.

"Journaling can also improve my auditory hallucinations without the need for special services, and I've been able to sleep five hours a night lately, and I haven't slept so peacefully in a long time.

Of course, in the wake of the experience of those who wrote diaries, I deliberately wrote in a script that only I could understand, Chinese. ”

"Ah~~" The shrill sound of metal grinding outside the window interjected, and the sound was like something constantly scratching the bottom of the boat with its sharp nails.

"Smack. The journal was closed, and a frowning Charles walked towards the round porthole.

He poked his head out and saw that outside the porthole, as he had seen eight years earlier, the dull sky and the dark green sea formed a dark curtain in the distance.

Darkness rules everything in the outside world, and there seems to be some monster brewing in the darkness, and there is weirdness everywhere.

But in the Earthsea, there is no starry sky, no moon, and endless darkness is the main theme here, and the darkness just proves that everything is normal.

Looking out the normal window, Charles's brow furrowed even tighter, and his sailing experience over the past few years had told him that something must be wrong, and he decided to check it out.

Charles opened the bedside table, and there were hundreds of yellow bullets in it, rolling from side to side with the undulation of the waves.

Pulling out the revolver at his waist and skillfully loading the bullets, he raised his feet and walked towards the cab.

"Captain, why is it so early today? It's not your shift yet. ”

At the helm of the cockpit was a fat old man with a scruffy beard, and in the chair to his left was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years of age, whose sailor suit indicated his identity, and whose faces were those of Eastern Europeans, and whose faces were the same as those of Charles, without a trace of blood.

"First mate, why is the Mouse a little bumpy, is it on a normal course?" Charles asked John, who was at the helm.

After he finished speaking, he walked over and kicked on the leg of the chair, shaking the boy awake.

When the young man saw that it was his captain coming, he hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and hurriedly got up from the chair.

"Haha, I guess it's the underwater stuff that smells our flesh again, you know, there are more disgusting things in the earth and sea than fish, don't worry, the rat is an iron ship, they can't hit it. The fat old man said as he stepped back and relinquished the reins of the helm to his captain.

Listening to the first mate's report, Charles still did not let his guard down.

In this strange place, humans are no longer at the top of the food chain, and the only thing they can rely on to survive is prudence.

Charles pressed a button on his old device, the searchlight ahead was on, and his eyes scanned back and forth across the clear glass at the sea.

Between the sea and the cockpit is a deck full of cargo, and the whole ship looks small, with a total length of more than 30 meters.

"The route to the Coral Islands has been made many times by various cargo ships, and those things can't be boring, it's a bit unusual. Charles gripped the polished reflective rudder, his brow tightly locked.

Old John was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that we deviated from the course? Impossible, you see that the navigation beacon is still far away." ”

He said, pointing to a faint point of light in the distance.

In the underground ocean without stars, in addition to the compass, the bright buoys placed on the route are the bright buoys that can be seen, which proves that the route is a safe route explored by the exploration ship.

At this time, Charles's pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank to the smallest when he was looking at the sea, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty. "That'...... How long have you been looking at that buoy?"

"I guess for a few minutes, I kept staring at it. At last, Old John's voice slowly became quieter, and a hint of horror appeared on his fat face.

After sailing for so long, I haven't even sailed past this buoy, and obviously the buoy is also moving at the same speed as a steamer, there is something wrong with that thing!

Suddenly, Charles seemed to be wound up, and his hands frantically turned the rudder, directly pulling the left rudder.

With a metallic creak, the steamboat beneath them began to turn, but the boat turned around quickly, and the Mouse began to distance itself from the strange buoy.

Before Charles could breathe a sigh of relief, the young man next to him pointed to the glass window behind him, his eyes round and staring like he had seen a ghost.

"Ship...... Captain, that thing is approaching us! so fast! It's coming up!"

"Damn!" Charles yelled at a nearby pipe, "Big Pipe, turn the furnace to the max!Something is chasing us!!"

"Yes, Captain!" a humble voice came from the iron pipe.

Black smoke continued to rise from the ship's chimneys, and the speed of the steamship began to climb.

"It's still getting close!!It's so fast! It's about to catch up with us!Oh my god! What the hell is that!"

The boy's voice rose several degrees from extreme fear, and his whole body trembled like a sieve, as if he was about to go into shock.

"Deep, close your eyes!!" a tense Charles glared at his calf and kicked him to the ground.

John next to him pressed his head to the floor with his hand, and shouted at him with a red face, "Don't look, don't listen, don't think!!" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud "bump", the cabin shook violently, and the two people on the ground rolled together, and Charles grabbed the rudder so that he was not thrown out.

"Captain, it's crashing!"

Charles's face was bruised, and his cheeks bulged slightly from gritted teeth.

He put his mouth next to the pipe and hissed, "The big pipe!"

"Captain! No, this thing is too old!