Chapter 822: Flowers in the Mist (Large Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

The undulating waves rocked the ship under the dark night, the dim lights illuminating the silent captain's quarters.

A blond man in a worn grey-white sailor's uniform sat on an old metal chair, staring at the tablet in his hands.

His fingers slowly scrolled through the electronic list on the computer.

The list of names slid by like flowing light, many of the photographs dulled in luster, cold black words branded upon those restrained or confident faces.

Soon, the man's scrolling fingers halted, touching a bright 'identification photo.'

It was a somewhat frail, but upright young man, his gaze filled with anticipation as he looked at the camera.

With a long press of the man's finger, a floating popup appeared.

[Do you want to mark crew member No. 074 as deceased?]

After a brief pause, the man slowly clicked confirm.

Immediately, the frail young man's photo dimmed, just like the other blackened photos.