Mo Yi floated on the surface of the sea, his eyes locked with the giant ship's ram-headed figurehead in the distance... What was going on?
After a long silence, Mo Yi made up his mind to investigate. He dove deep and swam straight towards the giant ship. Since the ship had helped him knock away the damn monstrous fish, it meant that at least they weren't hostile. Even if they were, Mo Yi had no way to escape.
As soon as he reached the edge of the giant ship, a ladder was lowered from the deck. Mo Yi hesitated for a moment before grabbing onto the ladder and climbing up.
After much effort, Mo Yi finally poked his head above the deck. He looked around suspiciously. The first thing he saw was a patch of emerald green grass. It seemed like the ship's owner was quite comfortable, actually transplanting artificial grass onto the deck.
Mo Yi used his hands and feet to climb onto the deck. He looked around. The deck was incredibly wide, with smooth, red wood planks laid as flooring. Under the sunlight, they reflected a bright light.
Mo Yi walked strangely on the deserted deck, observing everything with confusion: the masts, the grass, the rigging, and all the other things. Everything that should be on a normal ship was here, but there was one thing missing - people.
Mo Yi was a little disappointed that the stereotypical silly-looking pirate with a straw hat didn't jump out. It seemed that this ship wasn't a pirate ship from some mundane anime in his past life, just a large ship that looked similar.
Mo Yi stopped in his tracks. Not far from him was a huge red wood round table, surrounded by chairs arranged neatly. On the table, big enough to accommodate a dozen people dining together, were ceramic plates filled with exquisite matcha cakes. Except for a few empty plates, the rest were still filled with the cakes.
"..." Mo Yi licked his lips. To be honest, he was really hungry.
Without any hesitation, Mo Yi walked boldly towards the round table, pulled out a chair and sat down. He took a bite of the cake directly.
"Mmm... delicious." Mo Yi ate matcha cake after matcha cake, choking and patting his chest. For a moment, he was completely absorbed in eating, forgetting his strange situation.
A sea breeze with a hint of fishiness blew across the deck. The vast world seemed to contain only this one giant ship, and only Mo Yi was on it. The only sound he could hear was the sound of waves lapping against the ship's hull. The sky was empty, without the cries of seagulls. The entire world was vast and desolate.
Mo Yi finished most of the matcha cakes on the table and finally burped. He casually wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then stood up.
"Let's go see the captain's quarters." Mo Yi thought to himself. He stood up and looked towards a cabin in the distance. After a brief consideration, he walked over.
"Well... this mast is really tall!" Mo Yi held the back of his head and strolled around the deck. He looked up at the nearby mast, three men wide, and sighed. "It's big enough to hide a person."
Mo Yi lazily walked past the mast. At a certain angle, he saw the back of the mast. There, his eyes met a pair of brown eyes. Inside them, Mo Yi saw a fierce and unrestrained killing intent, and a decadent and morbid slaughter.
This moment felt like eternity.
The next moment, Mo Yi retreated.
"Boom!" A sharp axe slammed into the deck. Wood chips flew everywhere, and the spot where Mo Yi had been standing was immediately smashed to pieces! A faint smell of blood filled the air.
Mo Yi, who had retreated to a distance of several meters, touched his left arm. A long, torn wound appeared on his arm. The axe didn't kill him, but it left a gaping wound on his arm. Blood dripped onto the deck, drop by drop.
"..." Mo Yi tilted his head and looked at the person standing in the distance.
Heavy panting blew against the ridiculous flour sack on the man's head. The flour sack, which was purposely cut out with two holes for the wearer to see, was covering the man's face. He was wearing a white robe covered in blood, and in his hand, he held a blood-stained axe!
Mo Yi's heart sank. This axe must have killed someone before it injured him, and the thick black bloodstains on the blade were the best proof. From this man with the flour sack on his head, Mo Yi smelled a mountain of corpses, a sea of blood, and a savage and unrestrained killing intent.
"Who are you?" Mo Yi asked loudly. At the same time, he pulled his sleeve and quickly bandaged his injured arm.
"Kill you! Kill you! Delicious blood! Everyone should die! Aaaah!" A heavy, hoarse voice echoed. Mo Yi couldn't hear a trace of reason in it. This man was crazy. All he knew was killing and blood.
Without any form of technique, the man charged forward with the axe! He moved like a nimble leopard! His speed was lightning fast!
Mo Yi didn't dodge. He punched towards the strange man.
The blood-stained axe fell from above! It was aimed directly at Mo Yi's head. The man let out a crazed laugh, his voice twisted and perverted.
Mo Yi held his breath, then shifted his feet! He dodged the deadly axe with a slight twist of his body! The man's heavy chop missed, the axe embedding itself in the deck. He pulled it out several times, but he couldn't get it free.
"Die!" Mo Yi used all his strength to jump, launching a flying kick towards the man's temple! The Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill had boosted his physical abilities. Now, kicking a horse to death wasn't a difficult task.
The man was still pulling out the axe. His brain was practically non-existent, and he made no attempt to dodge. Mo Yi's fierce kick sent the man flying!
The man flew through the air! Then he fell onto the deck, motionless.
Mo Yi breathed heavily. He was shaken to the core, and the wound on his left arm, due to the strenuous activity, had reopened and was constantly bleeding. It felt hot and painful.
"No, I have to find some rope and tie him up." Mo Yi took a deep breath and calmed his rapidly beating heart. He quickly walked over, grabbed the man's clothes, and dragged him towards the captain's quarters.
Mo Yi dragged the dead-weight man with one hand, his mind filled with confusion and fear. The wound on his left hand kept bleeding, and the burning pain reminded him that this wasn't a dream. If the man had been successful... he would have died!
Suddenly, Mo Yi looked at the flour sack on the dead man's head and became suspicious. This guy... who is he?
Finally, Mo Yi opened the door to the captain's quarters. Inside was a well-equipped cabin of ordinary size. The ship's helm sat silently on a wooden platform, but there was no one steering it. Directly in front of the helm was a piece of glass embedded in the wall, allowing the helmsman to observe the navigation route. Through the glass, Mo Yi could see the endless blue ocean.
Mo Yi immediately noticed what he was looking for. Hanging on the wall next to it was a spare helm and some ropes. Mo Yi didn't hesitate to take the ropes and tightly bound the man on the floor!
After throwing the securely bound man into the corner of the captain's quarters, Mo Yi finally had time to investigate the man's true face hidden under the ridiculous flour sack.
Mo Yi forced himself to calm down. He squatted down in front of the man and stared at the tightly closed eyes peeking through the two holes in the flour sack. He slowly reached out his hand and grabbed the flour sack!