We Agreed to Set Sail, but You Became the Ruler of the Deep Sea?

In the dim cabin.

The brass-colored sphere gave off a strange shimmer, and the runes on it kept flashing, as if they couldn't wait any longer.

Shane stretched out his hand and placed it on top of the steam turbine.

Click...

With the sound of the gear machine running.

[Heart of Steam] constantly breaks itself down into countless tiny parts.

Afterwards, he quickly got into the interior of the steam turbine and merged perfectly with the original structure of the machine, no longer distinguishable from each other.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Then, a dull sound like a heartbeat came from inside the steam turbine.

It has not yet started, but it has the vitality of a living creature.

It is exactly the same as those components enhanced by [Crystal of Filth].

【Small steam turbine (Heart of Steam)】

[Type: component]

[Quality: precious]

[Description: Installed on a ship to increase the "Speed" attribute by 8 points! 】

【Continue to feed steam parts to make them grow and evolve continuously. 】

[Note: Number of cores that can be equipped (1/3)]

【I'm already moving forward at full speed! 】

"8-point speed! Such high attributes!"

Xia En was pleasantly surprised.

You know, his previous total speed was only 14 points, and this component can give him 8 points of speed, which shows its exaggerated bonus.

"However, what is the number of equipment cores?"

"It means...this steam turbine can hold more than one [Steam Heart]?"

"You can also have two minds and three lungs together, right?"

The corners of Xia En's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but complain.

However, finding other [Hearts of Steam] is obviously something in the future.

Right now, his strengthening is not over yet!

With Xia En's thought, a large amount of [Filth Crystal] was injected into the steam turbine.

[Crystal of filth -25! 】

[Estimated strengthening time: 4 days! 】

The heartbeat of this machine began to become slower, but the rhythm on the surface became more obvious, greedily digesting the "filthy crystals" flowing in the body.

It's like an embryo absorbing nutrients.

After that, Xia En followed suit and put all the remaining filthy crystals into strengthening the artillery.

【Heavy Guard Artillery (+)】

[Crystal of filth-22! 】

[Estimated strengthening time: 2 days! 】

After spending the remaining [Crystals of Filth] in one go, Xia En looked satisfied.

The seeds have been planted.

Next, it’s time to wait for the harvest.

…

…

Forty-two-year-old Bob is an experienced shipwright who has repaired and renovated no fewer than hundreds of ships.

The captains who went to sea on Silver Moon Island were willing to call him "Old Bob" to show their respect.

However, just ten days ago.

The old shipwright received a special commission.

Employed together with him were more than ten other experienced shipwrights, and there were also a lot of young workers and apprentices.

The modified ship is a small and medium-sized ketch named "Black Swan".

The employer is a young and handsome captain.

Compared with his peers, this captain's spending was extremely generous, and I heard that this was all money he earned from scratch.

This can't help but make old Bob lament the huge gap between people.

If that boy of mine could be half as capable as Mr. Captain, he would laugh out loud in his dreams.

Originally...

It's certainly a good thing when your employer gives you easy money.

Everyone earns money and has motivation to work. If you rush to work, you can complete the task on time.

Generally speaking, it is no different from ordinary commissions.

But soon, Bob realized that things were not that simple.

Some strange rumors began to spread among the shipwrights and workers.

Some people say that the Black Swan imprisons many miserable souls, wandering around the cabin and deck day after day.

Some people say that a strange and terrifying monster lives in a corner of the cabin, and you must not disturb its rest.

Some people say that the ship itself is alive and you can even hear its breathing and heartbeat!

At first, Bob Sr. scoffed at these claims, thinking they were rumors made up by busybodies.

But gradually, he discovered...

These rumors seem to be true!

This day finally arrived for completion acceptance.

The haggard old Bob boarded the deck of the Black Swan, preparing to conduct the last hull inspection in person.

Most of the shipwrights who were with him found various excuses to refuse, so he was the only one who got on the ship.

"Hello, Mr. Bob."

As soon as he stepped onto the boat, Bob saw a girl with a mysterious and elegant temperament.

The long snow-white hair and light red eyes had a strange, cold beauty that made him afraid to look directly at them.

But Bob knew that despite her strange appearance, this girl was already the most normal person on the ship.

After saying hello, Bob began to carefully inspect the deck.

The deck made of [sea crystal logs] is neat and beautiful, with a darker color and a slight crystal texture.

However, when Old Bob pressed it gently with his hand, it seemed to feel warm as if touching flesh and blood, and it would rebound slightly.

Upon closer inspection, there are countless blood vessel-like veins hidden deeper in the deck.

High above, a sail made of storm ray skin swayed gently.

I wonder if it’s Bob’s illusion.

He always felt that the colors of these sails had become darker than before.

As he got closer, a faint whine reached Bob's ears.

But if you listen carefully, you can't hear anything.

"..."

Old Bob frowned and turned to look at the entrance of the cabin.

He knew that the real test had just begun.

Holding a kerosene lamp, the old shipwright slowly walked into the passage of the cabin.

The air around him seemed to have dropped a few degrees, and the light seemed to have been sucked away by something, without the bright feeling.

Footsteps sounded in the cabin, echoing rhythmically.

Old Bob couldn't help holding his breath.

He felt that his footsteps attracted the attention of some beings, and whispers of conversation came from invisible corners.

But Old Bob still diligently inspected the internal structure of the hull.

Under the dim light, he saw that there were many strange patterns and symbols on the supporting frames, which at first glance looked like eyes.

After taking another two steps forward, a tall armor waiting in the corner broke into Old Bob's sight.

The silent gaze through the helmet and the shadow cast from top to bottom made him shudder.

Fortunately, Bob knew that the other party was also a crew member on the Black Swan.

However, because the armored man remained silent and never took off his helmet.

The boatmen suspected that he was actually a long-dead undead creature, or a cold and ruthless machine puppet.

Bob nodded to the armored man, wiped his cold sweat, and continued to move deeper into the cabin.

When passing by the cabin where the artillery was housed, a strange chewing sound came from it.

But when I opened the door and checked, the artillery pieces stayed in place quietly and obediently, with no abnormalities at all visible.

Old Bob had no choice but to leave in a hurry.

Then, a steady and powerful heartbeat came into his ears.

One after another, it seemed to be hitting his heart.

Moreover, the closer you get to the depths of the cabin, the clearer the heartbeat sounds.

Not long after, Bob came to a half-open wooden door.

This was also the last place he needed to check.

Old Bob swallowed, suppressed his fear, and walked into the deepest cabin.

There he saw a man standing in the shadows!

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