This discovery made Ye Xuan very pleasantly surprised, after all, it was really not easy to survive in this environment.

Holding up his mobile phone, he stepped forward, and something in the dark corner suddenly appeared in front of him.

It appears to be a chest, with only one corner exposed, and the rest is buried in a pile of black mud. These so-called black mud are actually the product of wood and other things that have completely rotted, and they exude a strong musty smell.

Holding back the nausea, Ye Xuan put away the dagger and took the box out of it with a disgusted face.

The box is unexpectedly heavy, and the texture is extremely similar to the railing that I touched before, and it seems that the material of this box is also iron birch. However, only the box made of iron birch can be preserved intact until now, otherwise according to the metallurgical process of that era, the metal box would have been completely oxidized in such a humid environment.

Holding the box, Ye Xuan didn't stay any longer, and walked quickly towards the stairs. The atmosphere was so oppressive, the air was filled with unbearable smells, and he didn't want to stay longer.

Walking down the stairs all the way back to the deck, the torrential rain had not stopped, Ye Xuan walked into the captain's room with the box, put the mobile phone in his pocket, and then began to study the box with great anticipation.

The box is not large, boxy, about 30 cm long and wide. The surface wood is dark throughout, as if it has been specially treated, oily and slippery, and a dark brown pattern can be faintly seen in the upper middle of the box.

The whole ship, there were no corpses and bones, and there were no items, but this box was well preserved, and Ye Xuan had reason to believe that there must be something extremely valuable stored in it. Far more precious than anything ever had on board.

Thinking of this, his breathing couldn't help but become heavy. After rubbing his hands, he began to look for a way to open the wooden box.

After studying for a while, Ye Xuan was a little confused.

Because this box seems to be a whole, not to mention the lock, there is not even a trace of gaps.

"This TM is not scientific!"

Ye Xuan scratched his head, turned the box over and over again, and looked at it several times. Suddenly, his gaze was on the looming, dark brown line.

At first he thought it was a natural texture of wood, but now it seems that it is probably not. I touched the lines with my fingers, and it was smooth and did not have the desired layering.

He simply took out the dagger and swiped the edge of the knife on the lines.

Suddenly, a scratch appeared on the dark brown vein, and at the same time, white powder spilled out.

Wax sealed!

Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan finally smiled.

If the paraffin wax is stored for too long, it will react with oxygen and the surface will gradually turn yellow. The more time passes, the darker the color becomes, and the wax seal on this wooden box is almost blending in with the color of the box.

This is good news for him, because when the wooden box is sealed with paraffin, it will ensure that the contents will stay dry.

Holding the dagger, he cut a whole circle along the lines.

"Gold coins, or gems?"

According to the plot of the movie or novel, in this case, when you open the treasure chest, it is either gold coins or jewels. Rubbing his hands, Ye Xuan tried his best to suppress the joy in his heart, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the box.

The things in it were also revealed in front of him little by little, and it was amazing......

Another wooden box!

"Obediently, the show is still your show. Ye Xuan muttered with black lines on his face, and took out the slightly smaller wooden box inside.

The wooden box was finally much more normal, although it was also made of iron birch, but it was not sealed with paraffin, and there was a small rusty lock hanging from it.

The small lock was rusted and could not see its original nature, he just twisted it slightly, and the small lock was torn off, and then opened the wooden box.

A thick book, lying quietly at the bottom of the box. Other than that, there is nothing else.

"Don't tell me this is the Bible!" Looking at the cross inlaid on the book, Ye Xuan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

If this is the Bible, then he will really be.

Rubbing his hand on his pants, he picked up the book with a light movement.

"It's actually leather?" Feeling the texture in his hand, Ye Xuan was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this book to be not paper, but leather. According to the custom of medieval Europeans, sheepskin is more likely.

There was no writing on the surface of the book, only a red cross inlaid with it, and when it was opened, it suddenly made his head as big as a bucket.

The brown parchment was covered with dense black letters, some of which were capitalized letters, but when they were connected, they were completely unrecognizable.

Latin?Roman?

I turned several pages in a row, and it was the same. However, he did not fail to find that in the way the text is ordered, it is not like a book like the Bible, but more like a diary.

After studying it for a long time, Ye Xuan finally decided to give up, with his knowledge reserves, it was already the limit to be able to calculate to this point. If we continue to study it, there will be no progress, and the next question to be reconsidered is how to go home.

The ship could only be used as a temporary refuge, and when the storm subsided, he had to disembark. Because the direction of this ship is contrary to Fiji, if he remembers correctly, after drifting all the way in this direction for thousands of nautical miles, it will eventually reach Antarctica.

After unscrewing the kettle and pouring a large mouthful of water, Ye Xuan began to look for something that could be used. His raft had been smashed in the waves, and his backpack had been lost. At present, all the belongings on his body are mobile phones, daggers, and water bottles, plus a parchment book that appears to be a diary.

The backpack is gone, the drone is secondary, after all, the money is gone, you can make it again, the main thing is that the satellite phone is gone.

I really got away with it this time, I just wanted to challenge myself, but now it's really to the point of exhaustion, and I don't even have the last means to save my life.

Originally, he thought that when he got on the boat, he would build a raft using the wood on the boat. As a result, the things that are still preserved in the whole ship are all iron birch wood products. This thing is dead, it can build ships, but it can't build rafts.

The storm eventually stopped, starting at 7 a.m. and lasting more than 4 hours.

The thick clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the long-lost sunlight fell again.

Standing on the bow deck, facing the sea breeze, Ye Xuan finally made up his mind to leave the ship.

He was not deceived by appearances, and it seemed that it was much safer to stay on the ship than to jump into the sea alone, but in fact the ship was an alternative desert island, and the living conditions were even more difficult, with no water, no food, nothing, like a cage trapped in it, and eventually to death.

Ye Xuan knew that Fiji was more than 200 nautical miles behind the ship, and although there was a risk, the hope of being rescued was still very great, and it was better than continuing to stay on the ship and wait for death slowly.

Back in the captain's quarters, he put the books back into the wooden box, closed it tightly, and then used a dagger to compact the remaining paraffin wax in the crevices little by little to prevent seawater from seeping in.

After making preparations and checking it, and finding no omissions, Ye Xuan came to the aft deck with the wooden box in his arms and jumped down.

"Poof!"

Struggling to surface, Ye Xuan turned his head and took a deep look at the ghost ship that was gradually moving away, and then slowly swam in the direction of Fiji.