The eighth year of traveling through the sun

"Recently, the vague whisper in my ears has appeared again. It is a sound that is not like a sound, chaotic and dark, and this garbage place is really not something that people can use.

My first mate, John, told me that he could try it out by using his method to find the fragrant girls in the Red Lips Inn.

I admitted that I had thoughts in my heart, but in the end I still held back. I couldn't waste the echo coins I earned from it in that kind of place, and I couldn't relax for a moment in order to get home.

Humans are species living on the ground. The ability of humans to appear in the underground sea proves that there is a way back to the ground. I must find it!

I dreamed of my family again yesterday. I missed them, but I almost couldn't remember what they looked like..."

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

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

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

After listening to the sound of waves outside the window for a while, Charles found that there was nothing abnormal, he picked up his pen and started writing again.

"Not to those special service workers, writing a diary can also improve my auditory hallucination. I have been able to sleep for 5 hours every night recently. I haven't had such a stable sleep in a long time.

Of course, from the lessons learned from those seniors who wrote diaries, I deliberately wrote in Chinese in words that only I can understand.”

"Sher~~" The harsh metal friction sound outside the window inserted, and the sound was like something constantly scratching the bottom of the ship with sharp nails.

"Ba." The diary was closed, and Charles, who had frown on his brow, walked towards the circular porthole.

He poked his head out and found that the porthole was as he saw 8 years ago, with a dark curtain forming in the distance of the dark green sea.

Darkness ruled everything outside the world, and there seemed to be some monster brewing in the darkness, and there was strangeness everywhere.

But in the sea of ​​earth, there are no stars and moons here, and endless darkness is the main theme here, and darkness just proves that everything is normal.

Looking out the normal window, Charles' brows frowned even tighter. His sailing experience over the past few years told him that something must be wrong, so he decided to go and take a look.

Charles opened the bedside table and hundreds of yellow bullets inside rolled left and right as the waves rose and fell.

After pulling out the revolver at his waist and skillfully loading the bullets, he raised his foot and walked towards the cab.

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

At the helm of the cockpit was a fat old man with a beard. On the left chair, a young man of only seventeen or eighteen years old was sleeping. His sailor suit showed his identity. The two faces looked like Eastern Europeans, and the same as Charles, the faces were not a trace of blood.

"First mate, why is the mouse a little bumpy? Is the route normal?" Charles asked to John at the helm.

After saying that, he walked over and kicked the legs of the chair, waking the boy up.

When the boy saw that it was his captain coming, he quickly touched the saliva at the corner of his mouth with his hands and got up from the chair in a hurry.

"Haha, probably the things underwater smelled our meat again. You know, there are more disgusting things in the sea than fish. Don't worry, the mouse is an iron ship, and they can't knock it away." The fat old man said as he stood back and gave the helm to his captain.

Listening to the first mate's report, Charles still did not relax his vigilance.

In such a strange place, humans are no longer the top level of the food chain. The only thing they can rely on to survive is caution.

Charles pressed a button on the old device, and the searchlight in front was lit up, and his eyes swept back and forth across the sea through the transparent glass.

Between the sea and the cockpit is a deck full of cargo. The entire ship doesn't look big, with a total length of more than 30 meters.

"The route to the Coral Islands has been traversed by various cargo ships many times. Those things cannot be boring, and they are a bit abnormal." Charles held the grinded reflective steering wheel and locked his eyebrows tightly.

Old John was stunned, "Is it the route we deviated from? It's impossible. Look, the beacon is still far away."

He pointed at the faint light spots in the distance.

In the underground ocean without stars, besides the compass, the highlights of the navigation beacons placed on the route. As long as you can see the navigation beacon, it proves that this route is a safe route explored by the exploration ship.

At this moment, Charles' eyes suddenly shrank to the smallest in his eyes, and he swallowed with difficulty. "Then... how long have you been looking at that beacon?"

"I guess it's been a few minutes, and I've been staring at me and I haven't moved." At the end of the day, Old John's voice slowly dipped, and a hint of horror appeared on his fat face.

After sailing for so long, I haven't even passed this beacon. Obviously, the beacon is also moving forward at the same speed as a steamboat, and there is something wrong with that thing!

Suddenly, Charles seemed to have been winded up, and his hands turned the steering wheel wildly, and directly pulled the left rudder to full.

With the creaking of metal, the steamboat under them began to turn, but fortunately the boat turned quickly and the mouse began to distance himself from the strange navigation beacon.

Before Charles could breathe a sigh of relief, the boy next to him pointed at the glass window behind him, his eyes widening as if he had seen a ghost.

"Ship... Captain! That thing is approaching us! So fast!! It is coming to catch up!"

"Damn it!" Charles shouted at a pipe next to him and said, "Big pipe wheel! Turn the vortex to the maximum! Something is chasing us!!"

"As for orders, Captain!" A honest voice came from the iron pipe.

The dark smoke kept coming out of the chimney on the boat, and the steamboat began to climb.

"It's still approaching!! It's so fast! It's about to catch up with us! God! What kind of monster is that!"

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

"Dip! Close your eyes!!" Charles, who was highly energetic, kicked him to the ground.

John next to him pressed his head tightly against the floor with his hands, and shouted at him with a red face, "Don't look, don't listen, don't think!! The captain will take us back."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud "touch" sound, and the cabin trembled violently. The two on the ground rolled into a ball. Charles grabbed the rudder tightly before he was thrown out.

"Captain, it hits!"

Charles' face was ashen, and his cheeks bulged slightly because he gritted his teeth.

He put his mouth close to the pipe and shouted: "Big pipe wheel!! The vortex furnace is overloaded for thirty seconds!!"
Chapter completed!