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

Hasty footsteps disrupted the tranquility of the sanctuary, as a middle-aged priest clad in a deep blue robe embroidered with gold swiftly passed through the long corridor. Under the silent watch of numerous sages depicted on the murals on both sides, he arrived at the doorway to the prayer room. Before he could knock, a gentle female voice already emerged from inside, "Come in."


The middle-aged priest pushed open the door and saw a figure standing before the statue of the Storm Goddess—it was Helena, dressed in a simple priest's robe, her wrists entwined with a string of ocean-blue crystal beads. It seemed she had been devoutly praying until just a second ago. Hearing the sound of the door opening behind her, she did not turn but remained quietly fixated on the veiled statue of the goddess and softly began to speak, "How are things outside now?"


Chapter 741 The Beginning of a Long Night