As the Song of the Sea stopped sailing, the Star Leap also stopped. People carefully observed the Song of the Sea. In the two years since the Song of the Sea disappeared, the Basin Island and the Midi Kingdom sent countless search and rescue teams, but they failed to find any traces of the Song of the Sea. On the day the Song of the Sea disappeared, the sea was calm, there were no typhoons or rainstorms, and there were no reefs or icebergs on the route. Except for a fog on the day of sailing, there was nothing unusual. People have made many assumptions about the existence of the Song of the Sea, such as encountering a huge ocean vortex and sinking directly to the bottom of the sea; or mistakenly entering a square similar to the Millemuda Square and being trapped in it and unable to leave... But the Song of the Sea that appeared in front of everyone at this moment had no traces of bumps on the hull, and it did not look like it had encountered a shipwreck or was traveling in dangerous waters. There was no breath of living people on the ship, but the lights on the ship were bright, and it was still sailing towards them a few minutes ago. Without living people, what was driving the ship? Thinking of this, the passengers on the Star Leap subconsciously held their breath, as if the movement of their breathing would make the ghosts entrenched on the Song of the Sea notice them. People avoided the Song of the Sea that suddenly appeared, and urged the captain to leave quickly, but the captain insisted on getting close to the Song of the Sea.
"The communication system on the ship is seriously damaged. We must board the Song of the Sea to check whether the communication system on it is available. Even if it is not available, we can remove the undamaged parts and try to repair our communication system." Faced with the reason given by the captain, everyone could not refuse for a while. The people who had just experienced a whole day of ghost wall clearly understood their own situation. Being in the vast ocean and cut off from the outside world, if they continue like this, they may become the next Song of the Sea. After a brief struggle, the passengers could only agree to the captain's decision. But another problem followed. Who will go? Even the most courageous crew members dared not step into this strange ghost ship. While people were hesitating, Wu Chang had already set up a simple deck and boarded the Song of the Sea. After Wu Chang, Li Yubin followed closely. The Song of the Sea, which had disappeared for two years, was related to the lives of thousands of people, and what happened two years ago. As a reporter, she would certainly not miss such big news. Seeing Wu Chang and Li Yubin board the Song of the Sea one after another, Park Changmin, who should have performed the exorcism, also pointed out five priests to go to the Song of the Sea to investigate. Going to the ghost ship alone is to seek death, but going there at the same time with many people becomes an adventure. In particular, Park Changmin kept saying that the Lord would bless them, which made some of the already daring passengers get on board in a rush. Among these passengers, there are many Abyss game players. With such a huge clue in front of them, they could not sit still for a long time, and they boarded the ship under the cover of the crowd. Looking at the people who went to the Song of the Sea to search regardless of their own safety, the crew members were moved and guilty. After the guilt, they turned their heads and looked at the maintenance engineers who were as guilty as them, and their brains fell into a short downtime. "Wait, come back quickly! You didn't bring an engineer with you!" Wu Chang, who was the first to board the Song of Shanghai, had already begun to investigate the situation on the ship. He entered the cabin, and there was a thick layer of dust on the floor and the table. There were no other traces on the ground except for the shoe prints of him and several followers. This place has been abandoned for a long time, and no one has come in during this period.
His purpose is to investigate the resentment on the ship, so he passed the cargo hold and investigated the area where the cabins were located first. Entering the cabin area, the layout of the ship became messy, and the tables and chairs were scattered everywhere, as if a riot had occurred. Just a few steps, he saw a room near the corridor. The door was violently destroyed. The room was in a mess. Dry black bloodstains could be seen on the ceiling and floor, as well as a faint resentment that could dissipate at any time. Wu Chang looked at the resentment, and the resentment turned into a ball of flame. The jumping flame took him back to the day when the owner of the resentment died. Flame, he saw a huge flame on the deck through the window in the corridor. People gathered around the fire, chanting strange spells. It was not Gaomu language or Midi language, but a kind of language that sounded very ancient and difficult to understand. He could not understand it, but he could somehow know the meaning of those spells. People were celebrating the food given to them by the Lord. The people praying around the fire were all naked, skinny, with ribs when they stood up and spine protrusions when they bent over clearly visible. This is a symbol of endurance of hunger and fairness. The ship had been out of food for many days. People showed their hunger and proved that they did not hide food by being naked. Looking at the skinny bodies of the people, he suddenly had a delicious taste in his mouth, which was the taste of fish soup. Following the taste in his mouth, a fragment flashed in his mind. It was the day before yesterday. The thin man next door was really hungry and took out the last quarter of a compressed biscuit from his pocket. After the thin man ate it, he had not had time to digest it, and his slightly bulging stomach was discovered by everyone. In order to punish the selfish sin of monopolizing food, people cut open the thin man, chopped up his internal organs and flesh and threw them into the sea to fish. The fish in this sea area seemed to particularly like to eat the flesh and blood of sinners. The bait attracted dozens of big fish, but people had no strength and only caught four. Four fish, 1,300 people to share. He got a bowl of fish soup with a piece of fish the size of a thumb. He was sure that it was the most delicious fish he had ever eaten in his life, so delicious that he could recall the taste when he saw the human body. He shook his head to wake himself up from his fantasy. He had to go because the people on the deck began to sharpen their knives. The fish were gone and new bait was needed for fishing. He hoped that he was not the one chosen because he could not die yet. He tiptoed back to the room. On the wall of the room, forty-three vertical lines were carved with a razor blade, which meant that they had been trapped on the ship for forty-three days. He picked up the bloody razor and was about to carve the forty-fourth mark. The little boy lying on the bed noticed his return, opened his eyes and looked at him, and asked: "Dad, did you distribute food today?" He hesitated for a moment, took out a small piece of meat, and whispered: "It was distributed, but you can't eat it now. When the fish soup is distributed at night, you can mix it in the fish soup and drink it." Dong, dong, dong. This is the sound of the fishing team passing by the corridor.
Da, da, da. This is the sound of someone knocking on the window. He looked up and saw the man wearing a captain's hat, staring at them with a grim smile on his face. The next moment, the sound of knocking on the door came from outside. "No! You can't do this!" He panicked. He wanted to block the door, but the wound on his thigh made him sweat in pain when he stood up, and he couldn't use any strength at all. Soon the door was broken. He wanted to resist, but he had no power to resist and was beaten with a bloody head. The little boy was taken to the deck for stealing food and used as bait for today. And he was pushed directly into the kitchen. The captain looked at him dying and shook his head and said, "I said that as long as it is food, it must be shared with everyone on the ship." The next moment, he was thrown into a huge soup pot. As the video ended, Wu Chang's consciousness returned to the real world. He sighed, what a sad story. The first-person experience of the man's experience was simply terrible, worse than the various strange ways of death in the past resentment. That kind of badness came from the powerlessness and despair of reality. As a resentment experience, the experience just now was not pleasant, but the amount of information revealed in it was not small. First of all, without anyone to rescue, the Song of the Sea was trapped in this sea for at least 43 days. During this time, there was a character similar to Park Changmin on the ship. He and the captain gained the right to rule the ship. They taught the passengers a kind of awkward and weird prayer and asked people to recite it. The resentment master could not perceive it, but Wu Chang could perceive from the short prayer that the weird prayers recited by people were distorting people's consciousness and making the passengers fall unconsciously. Secondly, in the process of being trapped in the sea, hunger is the first problem to be faced. The supplies on the ship are not enough for thousands of people to consume for more than 40 days. Hunger will make people crazy and lose their minds. The good news is that there are fish in this sea, all of which are big fish. The memory of the resentment master once saw the fish caught. Those fish looked ferocious, each of which was three or four meters long, liked to eat flesh and blood, and had great strength. It was difficult for ordinary fishing nets and fishing lines to catch them. Although those fish look like they have drunk too much nuclear waste water from Pen Island, what actually affects them is the mystical pollution. For ordinary people, that kind of fish is just delicious, but for him, it is a great tonic. Wu Chang left the room and continued to walk deeper into the cabin. Along the way, he encountered several more grievances, and the scenes in the grievances were similar to the first one. Half of them were mistakes, hiding food, or robbing other people's food, and were used as bait by the captain. The other half were mostly conflicts between each other.
Affected by hunger and strange prayers, the passengers on the ship became particularly irritable and aggressive. He walked all the way to the end of the guest room and came to the cabin hall. There was a big red mark on the floor of the hall that looked like a pool of blood. This mark did not come from a certain person, but was similar to the evil spirits in Sui Sui Ping An, from a certain group. Wu Chang looked down at the mark under his feet, and saw a vortex in the blood pool, swallowing his consciousness into it. When he came to his senses, he had changed to a third-person perspective, located on the ceiling of the hall, overlooking below. In the center of the hall, more than a hundred people were kneeling on the ground with their hands tied with cable ties. The composition of these people was very complicated. There were crew members, soldiers, strong men dressed like ordinary people, and many young people who looked like college students. Each of them had injuries on their bodies. It seemed that they had been beaten before being controlled. The captain of the Song of the Sea led a group of crew members and seventy or eighty believers of the New Universe Sect to surround them in the center. They held steel pipes and knives in their hands, and some of them carried guns. Judging from the status of both parties, what happened in the field seemed to be a failed uprising. The leader of the losing party, who was apparently the first mate on the ship, was beaten with blood all over his face, but he still did not surrender and yelled at the captain: "Zheng Chengxun, you bastard, are you crazy! These perverts are deliberately provoking conflicts and making us kill each other. You cooperate with them, do you really think they will let you go later?!" The captain of the Song of the Sea shook his head, "Chanyu, who taught you to talk to your seniors like this? Who of you will teach this bastard some etiquette?" A crew member walked up to the first mate and swung a steel pipe at his face. The blow was so fierce that it knocked out two of the first mate's front teeth. But the first mate just sneered, spit out the teeth in his mouth, and continued to curse with his leaky teeth. The captain picked his ears, a little impatient. He looked at the other losers in the field and said with a smile: "You are all heretics who question my Lord. Logically speaking, you all have to die. Do you know, burning, piercing, hanging, torture platform, iron virgin, which one do you want to choose?" "Have you been to the warehouse on the first floor? Bishop Park knew that he would encounter damned heretics, so he specially reproduced a full set of props for interrogating pagans. The history of these props can be traced back to the Middle Ages." The captain took a deep breath and showed a happy smile on his face, as if he couldn't wait for the show to be performed. "When they tear you apart bit by bit, you can feel the weight of history and the accumulation of religion for thousands of years. Compared with dying on weapons without souls such as swords and guns, you are so happy." Most of the rebels were young people. Inspired by the first mate, they were full of blood and joined the rebellion. After the resistance failed and their passion cooled, they began to regret and fear. At this moment, they were even more frightened when they heard the captain's words. If they had known this, they would rather die in battle like other companions than stay until now. Seeing everyone trembling, the captain's expression became more satisfied. "Now, I will give you a chance to reform and join us." As he said this, he threw a dagger to the ground and kicked it into the crowd. He pointed at the first mate and said: "If you want to turn over a new leaf, you must bathe in the blood of heretics. Kill him and you can join us." The next moment, people scrambled for the dagger like crazy.
A few minutes later, a sturdy double-door bald man snatched the dagger from the crowd, held the dagger with both hands, and stabbed it into the chest of the first mate. The first mate fell to the ground and died on the spot. The captain waved his hand and signaled the strong man to come over. He cut off the restraints on the strong man's hands and said with a smile: "Welcome to join us." A flat-headed man who lost to the strong man at the last moment during the snatching process said: "What about us?" The captain gave the crew a color, and the crew understood, took out a bag, and poured out more than a dozen daggers from it. "I just said that if you want to turn from evil to good, you must bathe in the blood of heretics. You guys take your time, and only half of you can leave this hall in the end." Then the captain moved a chair and sat down, ready to enjoy the upcoming fight. As soon as he sat down, he suddenly remembered something and shouted: "Wait!" Everyone looked at him hopefully, thinking that he had a change of heart and things would turn around, but the captain said: "Your sins are too deep, so I changed my mind and only need a quarter. The survivors are responsible for collecting the blood. The blood cannot be wasted. There are still two hundred people short of the blood needed for the ceremony." The scene of resentment ended here, Wu Chang came back to his senses, and a line of bloody last words appeared in front of him. [Kill the captain! ] Wu Chang looked at the bloody last words in front of him and was a little speechless. No, where can I find the captain of the Song of the Sea who killed you? If it doesn't work, kill the captain of the Star Leap and burn it over to you. Can you make do with it? Anyway, they are all captains and are all in the same group with the New Universe Sect. Just as he was trying to negotiate with the resentment, his inspiration moved and he felt the fluctuation of mystical energy below. Below them, it seemed that someone was fighting.