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

It was as if only after Lucrescia's reminder did Taran El suddenly realize the discordance in his environment. He turned his head in astonishment to look out the window, and after staring at the luxuriant tree that blocked most of the sunlight for quite some time, his face changed, and he quickly walked toward the window.


Standing at the window and gazing out at the tree, a look of confusion spread across his face. He still seemed unable to determine whether his memory or the reality before him was at fault. After a moment, he finally came to a realization, and immediately shook his head, "No, there was no such tree."


The Scholar said, raising his hand toward the roof opposite the tree, "Remember when the sun went out? I jumped out of this window, landed on the roof opposite—there definitely was no such obstruction by a tree then."


Chapter 601: The Growth of The Dream of the Nameless