January 7:

The worst thing happened, as Sean's crow mouth said, we were really trapped!

On the third day of the ship sailing in the ice field, there were more and more floes in front of me and became more and more dense. Many times, when encountering large floes, I could only be careful to get out of the way, and the speed of moving forward was like a turtle. If the front was like this, it might be better to detour.

But today it has become a luxury to hide, because after a night passed, at some point, the sea where our ship was located had been frozen, and it looked like a vast ice field, and the ship was trapped in its original place.

I asked the crew to try a variety of ways to get out of the predicament, including chiseling ice or blasting, but none of them worked. It was obvious that artificial methods could no longer be used to get the ship off the frozen ice surface.

I had never experienced a long voyage before and was a little panicked. I asked Sean what to do next? He said that to get out of trouble now, we have to wait until the weather gets warmer and the ice melts.

I asked: Will the ice melt?

Sean's answer is not certain, and he also told me what I might encounter if I don't melt. If I'm lucky, the ice will become thicker and thicker. If I can lift the boat up, the boat can be started. But if I'm lucky, the boat is pressed under the ice layer by the ice, the boat will be crushed and they will lose the possibility of survival.

I had thought of someone to drag a lifeboat back to ask for help, but the Victory would not wait for us on the spot. The order it received was to continue to detour. I'm afraid it had already bypassed the floating ice domain at this time?

After hearing this, I regretted my willfulness for the first time. If I had continued to detour after listening to Sean's words at the beginning, at least I would have been bathing in the spring sunshine at this time?

At this moment, I was praying that the Victory should not arrive at my destination so soon. Poly's loyalty to me was unquestionable, but if he thought I was dead, he would not only receive the glory and wealth that originally belonged to me after he went back, but also my beautiful Yetina!

Oh my God, I can't imagine how I will face my remarried wife when I go back, and Poly who promised to take care of my wife and daughter...

January 30:

We have been trapped in this ghost place for twenty-three days. According to Sean, we expect the ice to melt until at least May and June, which means we have to stay in this ghost place for three months!

There is no big problem with supply. After all, I have brought canned food for two years to consume. Even if I am stuck here for a year, I will not starve to death. There are freshwater devices on the boat.

I wonder if the first mate Poly found resources in the Eastern Continent, would he come to rescue him?

February 6:

There were problems on the ship, most of the food was rotten, and there was an inexplicable musty smell on the ship at any time. The chef said that the best way to deal with rotten is to add more salt, which the crew members couldn’t eat!

I don’t know what to say about this statement, but at this time, I really can’t publicize this matter, otherwise I may not be able to control these crew members. After all, a small amount of food without traces of decay is enjoyed by us senior officials. Once this situation is discovered, there is a chance of riots!

February 8:

The sailors on the boat were getting worse and worse, their faces were pale and swollen, and their teeth began to slowly turn dark, and they could smell an inexplicable stench when they spoke.

The main thing is the eyeballs. For some reason, the eyeballs of these crew members gradually turned green, and they wandered on the deck at night like living zombies, which made people feel very uneasy...

February 11: The crew members' condition became more and more obvious. In just a few days, the fat and strong sailors became skinny and the skeleton on their faces could be seen with naked eyes, giving people the feeling that there was no flesh and blood under the skin, like skeletons wearing human skin!

The changes in the crew made me very uneasy. Logically speaking, although we secretly asked the chefs to give the sailors rotten food, the amount was never less. How could they be so thin?

Even those untouchables in the slums who only eat a piece of black bread a day would not become like this, right?

What's strange is that these crew members did not seem to realize their changes. No crew member raised objections from beginning to end, which was a bit scary...

February 13:

We convened the senior management on the ship to hold a meeting to discuss the situation of the crew. The second and third deputy thought that the problem was not big. Although the crew looked quite scary, they seemed very stable and worked diligently, and there was no excessive abnormality.

But I, the wheel captain and Sean, both felt something was wrong. Although these crew members did not do anything, they sometimes didn’t look at people, but were looking at food. This look was definitely not just food that deteriorated the shipbuilding. Sean thought that what they might be affected by magic here!

February 15:

The third deputy is missing!

Just like the world has evaporated, no trace left. We searched all over the cabin but couldn't find it. Some crew members said that they saw the third deputy quietly walked off the boat alone last night, but I felt ten thousand times in my heart about the crew's testimony.

I think the third mate must have encountered something terrible, and most of them were done by these crew members!

I found Sean, and I told him the terrifying guess in my heart, hoping that he could give me some ideas.

Like me, Sean also suspected that there was something wrong with these crew members. According to him, these crew members were originally excellent Hills retired Navy, with top reputation and professional ethics in the industry. He has worked with them more than once, and in theory there would be no problems.

But their body shape changes have been strange recently. It is likely that there are unknown magic in this place that has caused them to undergo some terrible changes.

But there is no evidence, if you deal with it rashly, all the crew members must be dealt with. However, if such a large ship is gone, it will be difficult to ensure that the ice sheet can continue to sail after it melts. At least the people in the wheel department have to stay, and they have to rely on them to maintain the engine in the past few months...

After several discussions, Sean suggested that the matter be pressed down first, and then the two of them could sleep in the same room, and he would personally protect his safety!

Sean is a senior silver knight. Just about force, he can deal with all the crew members by himself. With his protection, I feel much more at ease.

At the same time, I felt a little guilty about Sean. If I had heard him, I might not have had such a passive situation like this!

February 18:

I heard something terrifying today. I woke up early in the morning and wanted to go to the wheel position to check the engine condition, but suddenly I heard the people in the wheel set inside quietly discussing something.

I have no trust in the crew these days, so I took this opportunity to decide to listen to a wave of people and see what these guys are doing secretly.

But what happened next was too terrible. They said that I was so nervous recently that I always talked to myself alone, and often mentioned Sean, but the crew members were discussing who Sean was?

Some crew members suspected that I had hit a ghost, and some crew members said that I had hallucinations that I was too nervous recently?

These words made me feel confused. I quickly went back to the room to record all this. The crew didn't even know who Sean was?

What a joke? As the aircraft crew of the Triumph, I don’t know who their captain is? This was hired by him at a high price...

Huh?

No... When did I hire Sean? What is the origin of Sean? Why can't I remember it at once?

Hell!!

What is going on?

No, right!

Suddenly, a doubt arose in my heart, why should I hire Sean, an outsider to be the captain? Isn’t Poly a captain with rich sailing experience? Why should I make him the second mate?

Could it be that...Shawn really doesn't exist?

So who is the guy I have been communicating with these days?
Chapter completed!