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 cotton was ignited, and in an instant, it turned into a magnificent flame, turning the spores that had scattered in all directions to ash before the fire quickly died out. It was then, and only then, that the gathered heretics in the hall finally exhaled in relief.


The bizarre and horrifying scene, along with the spores that were clearly meant to spread and infect, made everyone with a sense of reason feel a great danger.


However, as the ordinary believers began to relax a bit, the oppressive gloom emanating from the high platform did not lessen in the slightest—The Saint gently clicked his skeletal "crown," and his eye-stalks continued to uneasily scan the hall inside and out. He knew that the shadow enveloping the ship lingered, and what he had just destroyed was merely a tendril of that shadow which had infiltrated many days ago. Now, the shadow's true form had long since completed its invasion… he was too slow.


Chapter 657: Boarding the Ship