Chapter 80: Song of the Deep (7)
Is it a dolphin or something else?
The wet, salty sea breeze blew against Ye Nianchu’s face, jolting her awake. She glanced at Qin Mubai, who was across from her.
He furrowed his brows slightly, clearly affected as well.
The surface of the sea was obscured, but she could tell for sure that something was moving through the fog.
Sea fog is dangerous; poor visibility and worsening conditions can lead to vessel yawing or collisions. Safety measures must be taken.
However, the Goni was unresponsive and hadn’t even broadcast any warnings to the tourists.
Maybe it’s not that something is following the fog. Maybe the fog is being brought about by ‘it.’
With the room lights off, Ye Nianchu and Qin Mubai moved into the bedroom, hiding in the darkness and looking out through the window.
Due to the spreading fog, the lights on the cruise ship became blurred.
The sound of the rising tide and an indistinct, unknown noise echoed in her mind.
Covering her ears was useless.
The effect was the most powerful lullaby imaginable.
She was really sleepy.
Her eyelids grew heavier.
No, you’re not sleepy!
Ye Nianchu shook her head, forcing herself to stay awake. She dug her fingertips into her palm, the pain countering her drowsiness.
It was only a small hint of alertness.
This is the terror of special-category games. Facing unnatural forces with just human strength is challenging even for S-ranked players.
Unless one possesses extraordinary S-class abilities.
Special abilities are randomly assigned by the system when a player reaches S-rank.
Of course, the system is humane; players can choose to give up, redeem 1000 points, and try for S-rank again in the next round of the game to get reassigned abilities.
Ye Nianchu had never encountered someone so dry.
It was now eleven-thirty.
The sounds around her grew clearer, penetrating her soul.
It was like the siren's whisper in the story, making her want to close her eyes and fall into a dream.
Ye Nianchu was unsure whether she was dreaming or awake.
If she slept now, she might not wake up.
She couldn’t sleep!
She picked up a fruit knife and, without hesitation, was about to cut her arm.
Before the blade could fall, it was intercepted in mid-air.
A warm touch covered the back of her hand. Ye Nianchu turned her head to see a pair of dark eyes; the knife in her hand wouldn’t move.
“Don’t make a scene. Let go quickly,” Ye Nianchu whispered.
Her body was succumbing to the overwhelming drowsiness, which was why she had resorted to this drastic measure.
Every cell was screaming to close her eyes and sleep.
It felt like she had never slept in her life.
Qin Mubai didn’t speak or let go.
His grip was not heavy but skillfully positioned, making it impossible for her to break free.
Ye Nianchu tried but couldn’t manage it.
“It’s okay. Sister, go to sleep. I’ll keep watch,” Qin Mubai said, leaning slightly forward. He took the fruit knife from her and threw it into the space.
At this moment, they were close, and his cold, clean breath lingered around them.
Ye Nianchu was a bit confused. “Aren’t you sleepy?”
“I was a bit earlier.”
So that means you’re not now?
Ye Nianchu felt her mind clearing up significantly.
There must be more to his ability than just protecting barriers, right?
A slight thud landed on the window outside.
Looking up, she saw two green points of light slowly approaching through the thick fog.
Ye Nianchu pulled Qin Mubai aside to hide. There was a faint knocking sound on the window, seemingly an inadvertent noise.
From their position, through the thin curtain, they could just make out a pair of hands clawing at the window edge.