The corpses that had lain there for an entire night emitted a foul stench. Fat maggots quickly multiplied and grew. Fick, William, and the ship's doctor wrapped their faces with rags, frowning as they struggled to move the corpses.
The dead were much heavier than the living.
On the calm surface of the sea, the lonely Via drifted aimlessly along with the sea breeze. Corpses were thrown down one after another, leaving bloody black holes on the surface of the sea, which were quickly filled up again.
The sea could always easily tolerate evil.
The smell of blood and rotten flesh from the corpses spread under the water. The maggots that had escaped from the corpses floated on the surface of the sea hopelessly. The mottled corpses dotted the aftermath of the voyage.
As the corpses fell down, schools of carnivorous fish were quickly attracted. They crazily tore at the corpses that fell from the sky. The colorful schools of fish surrounded the corpses, but in the next moment, they were startled and scattered.
A dull wave came from afar. Terrifying ripples appeared in the sea. Some small fish that couldn't dodge in time were immediately stunned. The fish's belly floated up. Soon, a huge mouth opened. A terrifying suction force pulled in the corpses and schools of fish.
Its mouth was closed, and its uneven teeth formed a two-meter-long line on its oval-shaped fish head. It looked like a sewn white zipper, and there was only one black round eye in the center of the fish head.
It was attracted by the smell of blood from the corpses.
On the Via, everyone was silent. Yarlin's face was also faintly pale. He looked down and could see a huge shadow swimming under the surface of the sea. The majestic shadow covered the entire bottom of the ship.
It was floating up.
Amid the rumbling of the huge waves, the Via shook violently, and the wooden hull creaked. The surface of the sea seemed to split open from the middle, and the terrifying sea monster revealed half of its body. Its black eyes stared at the Via with indifferent and emotionless expressions.
Time seemed to have stopped. It was dead silent.
After a while, the black eye slowly sank, and the sea became calm again. The Via's body stopped swaying, and William and the other two collapsed on the deck as if they had collapsed.
Yarlin stood at the bow of the ship. His back was drenched in cold sweat, and the skin under his gloves was bulging with black lines, looking ferocious.
"The dangers hidden in this calm sea are far more terrifying than I imagined." Yarlin still had lingering fears. He slowly calmed his mind, but his expression was still somewhat ugly.
Sea beasts? Sea kings?
He was so silly that he couldn't tell!
In the memories of the original body, there was a pitiful lack of knowledge. Yarlin was now unable to distinguish which category the terrifying monster belonged to.
However, no matter which category it belonged to, it was definitely at the top of the food chain for the current him.
"Are we still going to throw it down?" Fick asked Yarlin while his teeth were chattering.
"Do you want to provoke it back?" Yarlin said snappily, "Forget it. Wrap the rest up in a blanket and put them in the lower cabin."
The doctor and William did as they were told.
Yarlin thought for a while and continued to instruct, "The blood on the deck has already coagulated. There's no need to rush to clean it. Bear with it for now."
The three nodded and agreed with Yarlin's arrangement.
After assigning miscellaneous tasks to Fick and the other two, Yarlin went in and out of the rooms to count the supplies on the Via.
Time passed quickly.
All the supplies were moved together. Although they were called supplies, they were actually some food and drinks. Based on the amount of food for four people, it was enough to last them for three months.
The premise was that the food wouldn't spoil. However, if they were to plan for the worst, they would probably be able to last for a month. The rest was up to fate.
William, the ship's doctor, and Fick naturally didn't know much about navigation. Although Arlen had participated in sea smuggling in his previous life, that world had long since passed the era of compass needles. He didn't have the strength to deal with this "old era" product even if he wanted to.
Moreover, they didn't even have a sea map. The only thing Yarlin could do was to keep the ship in the same direction as much as possible.
Then there was the gold and silver wealth.
This was mainly concentrated under the Via's bed. There were a total of five boxes of treasures. There were all kinds of gold and silver objects, red, black and blue gems, and some notes that were starting to mold. Finally, there were some strange objects.
It was really the loot of the Via over the years. However, Yarlin couldn't tell how much it was worth. He didn't know the price of precious metals in this world, and it was difficult to judge the quality of the gold and silver with the naked eye. Not to mention the last box of strange things.
For example, there was a dark grey arrow made of an unknown material, a cracked golden mask, a bronze-brown wine cup, a half-black half-hundred-dollar coin, and a rusty iron box … These things could easily be categorized as trash at first glance, but since Avia had solemnly collected them into a chest and placed them together with the other chests containing gold and silver, Arlen naturally wouldn't treat them as trash carelessly and treat them as trash.
Yarlin casually rummaged through the boxes. He lifted the iron box and carefully examined it. The rust was mottled, and he could vaguely see the engraved complex patterns. The patterns looked like the tangled roots of a plant. There was a lock on the iron box. It was just a decoration. Yarlin used a little force, and the lock popped open. Embedded inside was a black lump the size of a baby's fist.
"This is a walnut?"
One end of the walnut was indented. It was as if there was something there, but now it was gone. Yarlin wasn't very sure.
He casually prepared to put it back into the box. At this moment, a black line flashed across his eyes. He stopped.
"You want this thing?"
In his consciousness, the Asturias' thought was transmitted. Yarlin was stunned. "What is this thing for?"
The communication in his consciousness stopped abruptly.
Yarlin wasn't annoyed. He gently wiped the walnut and stuffed it into his pocket. He threw the iron box back into the box. This time, the Asturias didn't respond. He was sure that he only wanted this walnut.
He continued rummaging.
Pick up, throw away. Pick up, throw away. Pick up, throw away ….. He kept repeating until he picked up a coin between his right hand.
The coin was half black and half white. On the front was an eight-clawed spider, and on the back was a crying human face. It gave off a strange and ominous feeling.
(Coin of Misfortune: A dead person who is cursed by misfortune. Unable to be freed. Unable to absorb at this stage.)
"…. Absorb??"
Yarlin was stunned. He stared at the coin in his hand with a strange expression. Poverty limited his imagination. Unable to absorb at this stage, it meant that this coin could also be absorbed.
It was absorption! Not devouring!
"Interesting. What will I get if I absorb a coin of misfortune?" Yarlin touched the crying human face with his finger. He was deep in thought.
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