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 ship was very quiet, save for the occasional gentle sound of breaking waves heard through the open windows; the only other noise inside the cabin was the faint hum of machinery and pipes from afar—most people seemed to have left the area, and those who remained were likely cautious and silent in their rooms.


This quietude even gave a false sense of "safety," if not for the faint smell of blood that wafted in occasionally, a reckless and ignorant Visitor would hardly imagine this place as a den occupied by Heretics.


But Lucresia knew that her "visit" had probably been detected by the owner of the ship.


She felt a hostility targeting her spreading throughout the ship, a powerful perception "scanning" every corridor and cabin repeatedly.


She raised the small "command stick" in her hand, tracing several faintly glowing symbols in the air, momentarily blocking the flow of her aura.


Chapter 656: Yearning for Cotton