The kerosene lamp on the table flickered dimly.

Zhang Huaisheng sat in the bathtub, the warm water overflowed his neck, there was a slight feeling of suffocation, and the fatigue accumulated on his body for days came to his heart at this moment.

He narrowed his eyes somewhat comfortably, relaxing his body.

From time to time, a melodious whistle can be heard in the harbor.

The new ship, which arrived in the middle of the night, was operating a huge crane in the harbor, unloading a full cargo and making a roar.

In a trance, Zhang Huaisheng thought that he had just graduated, and in order to go to work for convenience, he rented a rental house near the train station to sleep.

"It's been a long time."

"I don't know how the family is now, about the car accident that caused me to cross, my impression is still very shallow, probably because I was in a coma at the time - but I think the other party should be fully responsible, a cautious person like me will definitely not drink and drive, run a red light, so the family should be able to get a lot of money, right?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Huaisheng's expression was a little lonely.

He could only comfort himself like this.

Of course, money is a good thing, but except for a few exceptions, which parent is willing to exchange their children who have worked hard for more than ten years for a sum of money?

Zhang Huaisheng quickly swept away the negative emotions in his heart, he was not an indifferent person, but he was very resistant to this kind of negative and useless emotions.

Things have happened, and it doesn't help to be sad and reminisce about the past.

And, for now, traveling into this world full of weirdness and unknowns is no longer as bad for him as it was at the beginning.

At the very least, he already has the extraordinary ability to protect himself, and he also has a group of trustworthy companions.

Steam giants and airships, wastelands and werewolves, iron and fire, the collision of various extraordinary powers...

Each one is a new experience for him, maybe he will die, maybe he is not stable enough, but compared to the ordinary life, it seems that he can see the end of life at a glance.

That's not necessarily a bad thing, is it?

After taking a bath, Zhang Huaisheng moved the bath bucket back to the storage room, returned to his cabin, stood next to the iron frame bed welded to the deck, and planted it head-on.

The sound of well-proportioned breathing soon followed.

Zhang Huaisheng slept very deeply today, and the hand-to-hand combat with the werewolf was too much energy, which was a completely different experience from fighting with firearms.

On the other hand, he had decided to devote most of the three days of activity to the deputy personality, and for the first time, his nerves, which were still a little tense, were completely relieved.

There's a kind of "I'll lie flat, I'll leave it to you" comfort.

...

Early morning.

Accompanied by the chirping of gulls, the port of Hamburg wakes up from its silence.

The number of ships leaving and entering the port multiplied, and the whole world was filled with a roar.

After Zhang Huaisheng got up, he changed into a new shirt, and after a brief wash, he looked in the mirror and carefully shaved the pale cyan stubble that came out of his chin with a spatula in a drawer.

"The blood is boiling."

"Fight for the truth."

“...”

“...”

He was humming a song of the past and seemed to be in a good mood.

After washing, he was greeted by Mrs. O'Connell and prepared to visit Mr. Hindenburg.

"Or are you going to control your body?"

The deputy personality was not interested in dealing with Mr. Hindenburg, but this was something that had to be done, so he had to return the body that he had controlled early in the morning to Zhang Huaisheng.

"Okay, but this time, can't be counted."

"No problem."

The sub-personality readily agreed.

Hindenburg showed great enthusiasm for the arrival of the two, but this did not flatter Zhang Huaisheng, what really flattered him was the thick envelope with eight thousand marks.

This is equivalent to a purchasing power of about eight hundred pounds, enough to fill every cargo hold of the Hanseatic with used machines from Hamburg.

At that time, whether it is to open a small factory in Texas, or to sell it directly, the profit will be guaranteed to be 2,000 pounds.

It's enough for the newly arrived Congregation of Calamity to settle down in Texas.

Bidding farewell to Mr. Hindenburg, Zhang Huaisheng returned to the Hanseatic with Miss O'Connell, called the captain, first mate and sailors, and went to purchase supplies together.

At this time, the person who controls the body is replaced by a sub-personality.

He was interested in visiting Hamburg, one of Germany's most iconic cities, and not to mention Teresa.

Yesterday, the captain had already booked the goods of several companies, but since he had more money on hand, he naturally would not detain and search as before.

Butter, potatoes, flour, canned fruit, honey, cheese...

The abundant food supply made every sailor's face happy—eating salted potatoes with pickled fish every day is a way to live, and eating every day is another way to change the pattern.

There is no doubt about which one can boost people's morale.

Mental health is also an important issue during the long voyage.

In addition to these supplies, they also bought the hair of the white-maned gray wolf for a large amount of money.

Since it was a one-of-a-kind copy, it cost a lot of money, and it cost a full 150 pounds.

You know, no matter how rare this thing is, it's just the hair of an ordinary beast, not an extraordinary monster.

Evening primrose is naturally purchased at the market price.

But the rest of the transcendent items, because the transcendent rally in Hamburg is still being renovated, naturally could not be procured again.

The Hanseatic left the port of Hamburg after lunch, and after the crew had filled the cabin with supplies, a banquet was held on deck.

At the banquet, the deputy personality made witty remarks, and also chanted a poem on the spot.

Ms. O'Connell didn't ask why Zhang Huaisheng looked like a different person, but her eyes were clearly full of doubt.

After lunch, the Hanseatic set sail.

With the sound of a long whistle, a long journey that would take at least half a month began.

At first, I walked along the coastline, and I could see the yellow land of the continent in the distance, and the black smoke rising from the chimneys like landmarks.

But behind it is the vast sea.

They have sailed out of the English Channel.

During this time, the sub-personality stayed with Teresa.

The way the two people get along is not like lovers, there is both enthusiasm and restraint, but Zhang Huaisheng can clearly feel the pleasure of the sub-personality.

He would wash carefully in the morning and evening, and after getting dressed, he would arrange the shirt with some wrinkles and fold out the neckline that had accidentally turned in.

The sub-personality's attitude towards Teresa has never been a secret.

Even the sailors who had less communication could see that the relationship between the two men was not ordinary, and the little nuns often pestered Teresa to tell her the story between the two of them.

The sailors also often joked and asked tentatively.

But the answers I got were all wry smiles.

Teresa would take off her nun dress in the evening in her dimly lit cabin, looking at the shriveled, dull skin and the fine lines that appeared at the corners of her eyes.

Silent tears.

She was no longer a girl, and if she didn't wear makeup, she looked haggard like a middle-aged woman.

It's a secret that using a crystal ball consumes life force.

Teresa didn't even tell her fellow nuns, except the patriarch of the Order of Calamity, Mr. Clifford, who knew the secret.

Because she knew that if she let others know this secret, she would probably use the crystal ball much less often, but likewise, more of her companions would die because of it.

Now this is very good, everyone thinks that using the crystal ball will only lose some blood, and more replenishment of the body can be nourished.

She will not be allowed to use the crystal ball at will, nor will she be completely forbidden to use this extraordinary item that is like a gift from the devil.

...

The sub-personality would be in the dimly lit cabin, calculating how many hours they had left to live.

If you use "days" as the unit of measurement, there is no need to calculate at all, and it seems that the time can be longer if you calculate it in hours.

"Well, it's been a long time since I've seen Teresa."

"Today, I wanted to ask her to take off her veil and show me, but she refused."

The sub-personality took out the photograph from his pocket, which was wrinkled and yellowed from the rain.

On it, the girl smiled young and beautiful, and the young man smiled in his prime.

The deputy smiled with a wistful smile: "It was a good time... It's a pity that it was his time, not mine. ”