The corpse that had settled overnight gave off a stench, and the fatty maggots quickly multiplied. Fick, William, and the ship doctor Sang wrapped rags around their cheeks, frowning and laboriously moving the corpse.

The dead are far heavier than the living.

On the calm sea, the solitary Via floated aimlessly with the sea breeze, one body after another was thrown away, and blood-black holes were smashed out of the sea, which were soon filled again. cover.

The sea can always easily tolerate sin.

The **** and foul-smelling flesh from the corpse spread underwater, the floating maggots floated on the sea in desperation, and mottled flecks dotted the aftermath of the stern sailing.

The corpse fell down, and the carnivorous fish were quickly attracted, frantically biting at the feast that fell from the sky. The colorful fish surrounded the corpse, and suddenly scattered in shock in the next moment.

There were dull fluctuations in the distance, terrifying ripples in the sea water, some small fish that could not dodge were immediately stunned, the fish belly raised upwards, and soon, a huge mouth opened, terrifying sucking and pulling The force pulls the corpse and the school of fish is sucked in.

The mouth is closed, the oval fish head, and the jagged teeth are connected into a line of 2 meters long, like a stitched white zipper, and there is only a black round eye in the center of the fish head.

It was attracted by the **** smell of the corpse.

There was silence on the Via, and Yaerlin's face was also faintly pale. Looking down, he could see a huge shadow swimming under the sea, and the majestic shadow covered the entire bottom of the ship.

It's floating up.

The sound of the rumbling waves, the Viya swayed and swayed, the wooden hull made a "crunching" moan, the sea seemed to crack from the middle, and the terrifying sea beast revealed half of its body, its dark eyes were indifferent. staring at the Via.

Time seemed to have stopped, and there was a dead silence.

After a long while, the black eyes slowly sank, the sea returned to calm again, the body of the Via stopped shaking, and the three of William collapsed on the deck as if they had collapsed.

Yaerlin stood at the bow of the boat, and there was a cold sweat dripping down his back, and the skin under the gloves was even more raised with black lines and knots.

"The dangers in this peaceful sea are far more terrifying than imagined." Yaerlin had lingering fears, he slowly restrained his mind, but his face was still a little ugly.

Sea beast? Aquaman class?

stupidly can not tell!

In the memory retrieved by the original body, the knowledge is poor and poor, and it is difficult for Yaerlin to distinguish which category that terrifying monster belongs to.

But no matter which category it belongs to, for him now, it is definitely a higher-level existence in the food chain.

"Are you still throwing it down?" Fick asked Yaerlin with trembling teeth.

"Do you want to provoke it back again?" Yaerlin said angrily: "Forget it, wrap the rest up in the bed and put them in the bottom cabin."

The ship doctor and William did so.

Yaerlin thought for a while and continued to instruct: "The blood on the deck has coagulated, so I won't rush to scrub it, and I will endure it first."

The three nodded, agreeing with Yaerlin's arrangement.

After arranging the miscellaneous tasks to the three of Fick, Yarlin went in and out of the rooms to count the supplies on the Via.

Time passed quickly.

All the supplies have been moved together. It is said that the supplies are actually some food and drinks. If calculated by the weight of four people, it can be said to be sufficient to last for 3 months.

The premise is that these foods will not spoil, but even if the worst is taken into account, it will probably last for a month, and the rest is left to fate.

William, the ship doctor, and Fick naturally did not know the knowledge of navigation. Although Yaerlin participated in sea smuggling in his previous life, that world has long passed the era of using compass pointers. The product is also more than enough but not enough.

Besides, he didn't even have a chart, so the only thing Yaerlin could do was to keep the heading in the same direction as much as possible.

Then there is the wealth of gold and silver.

This is mainly concentrated under Via's bed, there are five whole boxes of treasure, various gold and silver objects, red, black and blue gems, and some banknotes that are beginning to mold, and finally some strange objects.

It's really what the Via was looted over the years, but Yaerlin can't judge what it's worth. He doesn't know the price of precious metals in this world, and it's difficult to judge the quality of these gold and silver with the naked eye, let alone the last box. Weird stuff.

For example, a dark gray arrow made of unknown materials, a cracked gold mask, a copper-brown wine glass, a half-black and half-hundred coin, a rusty iron box... These things just caught my eye, It is easy to be classified as garbage, but since Via collected them seriously in a box and put them together with those boxes that hide gold and silver, Yaerlin naturally wouldn't dispose of them as garbage hastily.

Yaerlin picked it up casually. He held up the iron box and put it in front of him to examine it carefully. The rust was mottled and he could see the intricate patterns inscribed. The tentacles of the tin box were hung with a lock, which was just a decoration. Yaerlin exerted a little force, and the lock popped open, with a black lump the size of a baby's fist embedded in it.

"Is this a walnut?"

One end of the walnut was sunken inward, as if there should have been a piece attached to it, but now it's gone, and Yaerlin is not very sure.

He was ready to put it back into the box, and at this moment, a black line flashed in his eyes, and he stopped.

"Do you want this thing?"

In his consciousness, Astur's thoughts came to him, and Yaerlin was stunned for a moment: "What is this thing for?"

The communication of consciousness came to an abrupt end.

Yaerlin was not annoyed either. He wiped the walnut lightly and stuffed it into his pocket. He threw the iron box back into the box. This time Astur Bader didn't respond. He could be sure that all he wanted was this walnut. .

Continue to rummage.

Pick it up, throw it away; pick it up, throw it away; pick it up, throw it away... and repeat until a coin is sandwiched between the right hands.

The coin is half black and half white, with an eight-clawed spider on the front and a crying face on the back, giving people a strange and ominous feeling.

(The coin of bad thoughts: The deceased who are entangled by the curse of doom cannot be freed, and cannot be drawn at this stage.)

"...Drain??"

Yaerlin was stunned. He stared at the coin in his hand strangely. Poverty limited his imagination, and he couldn't draw it at this stage, which means that this coin can also be drawn.

It is to absorb! Not to devour!

"Interesting, what will I get if I draw a coin of bad thoughts?" Yaerlin touched the crying face with his fingers, thoughtfully.