The first night at sea was destined to be sleepless.
Yang Yi didn't know how long he had been tossing and turning on the ship before he finally fell asleep, cold sweat continuously forming on his forehead.
He was having a nightmare.
Meanwhile, in the cabin of the Nightmare, the captain's skeleton suddenly stirred, its bones began to tremble, and a Soulfire ignited within the broken skull.
Creak! Creak!
The bones clashed and rubbed against each other, and the skeleton stood up directly.
It walked out of the cabin, slowly made its way to the captain's cabin at the bow, and gently pushed the door open.
Inside, Yang Yi was still asleep, occasionally turning over.
The skeleton gazed at Yang Yi for a long time, then its attention was drawn to a fishing rod covered in barnacles nearby.
It walked over, picked up the fishing rod, and without hesitation, left the room to the more spacious central courtyard of the ship to start fishing...
A few minutes later, something took the bait.
A pale, swollen hand reached out from the sea, grabbing the fishing line...
Yang Yi was still dreaming, and it was a nightmare.
"Ah!"
He suddenly awoke, reaching for his abdomen, and only after finding it intact did he let out a long sigh of relief.
Just now, he had dreamed of a bloated Drowned Corpse silently pushing open the door and walking in.
The dream was so real, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
He remembered the sound of the Drowned Corpse moving.
Squish, squish!
It was like a wet mop slapping against the floor.
When Yang Yi woke up, the Drowned Corpse was already right in front of him.
Without a second thought, he grabbed the flintlock pistol from the bedside and fired at the Drowned Corpse.
Click!
The gun misfired.
In the next moment, the Drowned Corpse pinned him to the bed, rendering him helpless, as his abdomen was cut open, and his hot, red organs spilled onto the floor.
[You experienced death, brutally slaughtered and devoured, Sanity decreased by 15]
"Phew!"
Luckily, it was just a dream!
Yang Yi let out a long breath.
But suddenly, he noticed that the door to the captain's cabin was actually open, and he immediately grabbed the flintlock pistol.
"Was it the wind?
Impossible, there was hardly any wind today!"
Squish, squish!
The familiar footsteps approached.
A bloated Drowned Corpse appeared at the door.
It seemed to have been soaking in the sea for a long time, swollen and stinking, wearing a sailor's uniform torn to shreds, covered in seaweed.
At this moment, it was staring at Yang Yi with its pale eyes...
"FxxK!"
[Seeing an unknown creature, your Sanity decreased by 5]
Yang Yi cursed and immediately fired.
Click.
The gun jammed.
The Drowned Corpse seemed to retain some intelligence, and seeing the gun misfire, it grinned widely.
There were only a few teeth left in its mouth, and a crab crawled out from inside.
This scene was very similar to the nightmare, so Yang Yi was prepared.
As the gun misfired, he threw the flintlock pistol like a stone, hitting the Drowned Corpse's head.
Taking advantage of the Drowned Corpse being hit, Yang Yi grabbed the spear beside him and charged at the Drowned Corpse, thrusting the spear into its rotten neck, then crashing into it with his body.
But his intention wasn't to cause damage; he was eager to leave the captain's cabin.
Only by escaping this narrow space and reaching the deck would he have a chance to fight the Drowned Corpse!
The force of his charge, combined with his weight, allowed Yang Yi to barely squeeze past the Drowned Corpse.
The stench of decay almost made him vomit.
[Disgusting stench, your Sanity decreased by 5]
Yang Yi wasn't strong enough to knock over the Drowned Corpse and pin it down.
He ran non-stop to the bow deck.
Here, he had enough space to maneuver around the Drowned Corpse!
Yang Yi looked back.
As expected, the Drowned Corpse was swollen and clumsy, not a match for Yang Yi in terms of speed.
"I can win!"
Yang Yi became excited, adrenaline coursing through him, his breathing becoming rapid.
On the bow deck, there was a high platform with a ship's wheel.
He only needed to imitate the ancient sages, using the tall ship's wheel as cover, circling around it to shake off the Drowned Corpse's pursuit.
Meanwhile, he was counting down in his mind.
"48."
"47."
The wooden spear pierced through the Drowned Corpse's neck, but it continued to pursue Yang Yi as if nothing had happened.
.....
"3."
"2."
Yang Yi stopped circling, broke away from the Drowned Corpse, and ran back to the captain's cabin.
He picked up the flintlock pistol at the door, aimed at the Drowned Corpse, and held his breath to aim.
At such a close distance, with such a large target, Yang Yi had no reason to miss.
As long as it didn't misfire!
Bang!
The gunshot was deafening, like a sharp wail, making one nauseous.
[Strange gunshot, your Sanity decreased by 2]
The shot was a bit off, but it still hit.
The Drowned Corpse's head shattered, black pus splattered on the ground, and it staggered forward before collapsing heavily.
"I won...."
Yang Yi's tense nerves relaxed slightly.
He walked towards the Drowned Corpse to retrieve the spear on the ground.
But just then, the Drowned Corpse, which he thought was dead, suddenly moved again!
Its head was mostly shattered, yet it could still move!
A pale hand grabbed Yang Yi's ankle with great force, digging into his flesh and leaving marks.
"Damn! It's not dead yet?"
Yang Yi reacted immediately, a fierce light flashing in his eyes, picked up the spear, and stabbed the Drowned Corpse again.
This time, the spear pierced through the broken skull of the Drowned Corpse.
After the strike, the grip of the Drowned Corpse weakened, indicating that it was effective.
But for some reason, as the Drowned Corpse was dying, it turned its head to look at Yang Yi, its eyes full of malice.
Then its abdomen began to swell rapidly.
Self-destruct!?
Yang Yi realized immediately and fell back.
With a muffled boom, foul rotten flesh and shattered bones flew everywhere, like a rain of blood.
The Drowned Corpse self-destructed, causing quite a commotion.
Fortunately, the Drowned Corpse was lying prone, with its belly facing the ground, so most of the blast was directed at the deck.
Yang Yi fell back in time, avoiding the flying debris and rotten flesh.
But his foot was unfortunately injured.
His left foot throbbed with pain as two teeth pierced through the sole of his shoe, stabbing into his foot.
His right arm was scratched by an unknown bone fragment, but fortunately, the wound was shallow.
As for the falling flesh, it no longer had any lethality, only making Yang Yi nauseous.
[Corpse fragments are disgusting and nauseating, your Sanity decreased by 2]
Yang Yi struggled to get up, pried off the severed hand from his right ankle, and checked his status.
Status: Injured [The human-shaped icon showed both the left and right foot in yellow.]
Sanity: 55/100
Stamina: 40/100
Health: 91/100
He took off his left shoe, gritting his teeth against the pain, and pulled out the teeth embedded in his foot.
Fortunately, the impact wasn't as strong as a bullet, and after piercing the shoe, it only barely broke the skin.
Otherwise, it would have been life-threatening!
Yang Yi stood up painfully, looking at the Drowned Corpse, and gasped.
On the deck, only a partial skeleton remained, the spine completely gone, likely blown into the sea.
The ribs, however, were embedded in the deck like arrows, deeply embedded in the wood.
The self-destruct's power wasn't small, but he happened to be in the direction of least impact. If he had been hit by the arrow-like ribs, the consequences would have been unimaginable!
At the same time, the Logbook recorded information about the Drowned Corpse.
[Name: Drowned One]
[Description: An unfortunate soul drowned at sea, rising again with resentment towards the living.
Can be used in the Monster Gacha Machine.]
"Monster Gacha Machine, what is that?"
Yang Yi was puzzled.
But after calming down, he noticed a blind spot.
The Drowned One reached the captain's cabin just as Yang Yi discovered it.
But what opened the door to the captain's cabin?
Before the Drowned One appeared, the door to the captain's cabin was already open!
Thinking of this, his hair stood on end, and he heard footsteps approaching from behind, followed by a sharp pain in his left shoulder.
Something had stabbed him...