Yuan Tong

Duncan Abnomar was transmigrated to a magical world.
Most of the lands of the world had sunken, and the surviving humans could only live on islands. Due to an unknown reason, the world was also contaminated and strange phenomena and things would randomly appear.
Humans had developed steam gear technology, and the islands were connected through boats. They survived by studying strange phenomena that happened all around the world.
However, as the captain of a scary-looking ghost ship, Duncan was facing a huge challenge.
"How the heck do I steer this ship?"
Highly recommended by experienced editor: MC is transmigrated to a world mostly covered in water and far from civilization. He becomes the captain of the ghost ship, the 'Homeloss'. He steers through the fog and adventures through the broken world and the unknown deep sea. As he discovers the ruins of abandoned civilization, he would also stumble into the war between the strange phenomena and the devil gods.
The story takes place in a combination of ocean and Chutly mythology world, a new and interesting background. It’s an attractive story to read due to the author’s sense of humor and mastery over the ambiance of the story.
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Another-style introduction:
"On that day, a thick fog engulfed everything. 
On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship. 
On that day, he crossed the dense fog and faced a completely overturned and shattered world – the former order was completely gone, and peculiar phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society. 
The island city-states and the fleets challenging the sea have become the only lights of civilization left, while the shadows of old days still lurk in the deep sea, waiting to devour this dying world again. 
But for the new captain, there's only one pressing question – Does anyone know how to sail this damn ship?!"

Ashes Of Deep Sea

The Ranger, born from the Evergreen Mountains, often said this while setting up camp before each sunset, gazing at the deep red slash across the horizon with such sighs, describing in his own words as a "quite romantic notion" — it was the greatest courage and the utmost romance in the world as the apocalypse approached.


However, neither courage nor romance could halt the steps of death. The Ranger fell at the last kilometer before the crossroad, a malevolent arrow piercing his chest, an ironic death — the master of the bow died by the bow.


The Necromancer dealt with the ambushing assailants, two ragged corpses; they had lain in wait on the road, launching a sinister attack as the team approached. The undead "Trait" of having no breath or heartbeat had eluded the Ranger's scouting, and the wind had masked the stench they emitted, creating yet another tragic mishap, just like every farewell along the way.


Chapter 557: Trekking towards the Doomsday