The meal was over, and as the Narwhal began to move again, they continued their search for the legendary key.
Time passed little by little, and the space that continued to emerge from the darkness seemed to have no end.
There are always only a few things in the sea: submarines and giant skeletons.
The lack of clues made Charles more and more anxious. In this situation, he would rather have something to attack the Narwhal.
At least in that situation, maybe Anna, who is good at mind control, could find something from their brains.
This feeling of having nothing now is really tormenting.
"Ding~" The sonar made a clear sound, proving that it had discovered something again.
"Port fifteen!" The second mate at the helm shouted while turning the steering wheel. The bandage standing next to the map quickly drew a line on the paper.
The propeller of the Narwhal started to turn quickly and headed towards the place discovered by the sonar.
Although that thing is most likely a skeleton or a submarine, we still have to look for it, just in case it is a key.
The ship began to gradually increase its speed. At first it was nothing, just a normal average speed.
But soon Charles felt something was wrong. The speed was too fast and had exceeded the overclocking speed of the Narwhal.
"Chief Engineer! What are you doing? We are at the bottom of the sea! Let out some of the steam from the furnace!" Charles yelled into the communication pipe.
The voice of the second-engineer Audric came from the pipe that was emitting a trace of hot air. "Captain! Something is wrong! We didn't add any fuel! But this vortex furnace is like possessed by a ghost, and the temperature keeps rising!!"
Hearing this, Charles' heart tightened immediately. Now in such a deep seabed, the vortex furnace must not have any problems, otherwise the Narwhal would directly become an iron coffin in the deep sea!
"Second mate, turn the rudder quickly! Circle along the route we explored before, and don't let the ship hit the rock wall!" Charles said and rushed towards the turbulent furnace cabin quickly, and Bandage and Dipper quickly followed.
The three of them slid directly down to the lower deck of the Narwhal. As soon as Charles opened the door of the turbulent cabin, a wave of heat hit him, the hair on his face curled up slightly, and his body surface temperature was at least 50 degrees.
When he saw the scene inside, his eyes almost popped out. The heart steam vortex furnace of the Narwhal was now dark red in color, and there were signs of melting in the corners. The furnace was almost on the verge of exploding.
The crew of the turbo furnace group stood by, their faces full of anxiety, but they did nothing.
"Don't just stand there, spray some water to cool down!"
Seeing Charles grabbing the water gun on the wall next to him, the first mate next to him immediately prepared to open the sluice gate, but their action was stopped by the chief engineer.
"No, Captain! We sprayed it before, and it didn't help at all."
Charles quickly dropped the pipe in his hand, turned his head and looked at the chief engineer and asked, "Why is this happening? Is there a problem with the heat dissipation? Is it blocked?"
The chief engineer in his forties shook his head. "I've checked all the pipes again and there's nothing wrong. It's like the furnace is possessed by a ghost. I really can't figure out what went wrong."
Just as Charles opened his mouth to say something, all the people in the cabin were instantly lifted into the air. The next second, they fell down quickly and then rolled around in the vortex furnace cabin.
Seeing the familiar trembling sound and the powerful impact, Charles Ma, an old captain, knew that the ship had hit something while moving at high speed.
Charles used his prosthetic limbs to dig into the wall to steady himself.
But the situation of the others was not so good. Except for the second-wheeled pilot Odrick who turned into a bat in time and floated in the air, everyone else was seriously injured.
Along with the sizzling sound of the squid being fried on the iron plate, they screamed as they struggled violently, and the entire cabin was filled with the stench of burning pig hair.
Charles' tentacles stretched out in all directions, pressing against the walls and the deck to hold him in mid-air, and from then on the violent shaking had no effect on him anymore.
Ignoring the crew members who were already stuck on the vortex furnace, Charles rushed to the communication tube first and shouted loudly into it: "What's going on? Are we being attacked outside? Fight back with torpedoes!"
The second mate's voice soon came from the pipe, "Captain! There is no attack outside! Because the steering wheel started to spin by itself! We just hit the bottom! I tried to regain control of the steering wheel, but failed."
As soon as Krona finished speaking, the whole ship shook violently again. With a "bang", a pipe on the left side of Charles suddenly exploded, and white hot steam sprayed directly on Odrick. The bat screamed and fell to the ground.
The situation of the Narwhal suddenly became critical. It seemed that the entire ship would begin to disintegrate in the next second.
Looking at the chaos around him, Charles shouted to the sky: "Old buddy! Help! No matter what happens, make your body stop!!"
The Narwhal stopped instantly, but the next second, the whole ship shook violently again.
At the same time, the Narwhal's whistle began to sound rhythmically.
Hearing the whistle, Charles' face changed instantly, and he quickly swung his tentacles to rush to the bottom. "Bandage, Dipper, hold on here, I'll go take a look below!!"
He understood the meaning of the whistle! Three short and one long whistle, meaning the ship needs help! Something is threatening the Narwhal itself!
The octopus-like Charles moved quickly and soon he reached the bottom level.
As soon as he arrived at the place, Charles saw several white shadows entangled in the place where 1002 flesh and blood was buried. They seemed to be trying to pry that thing up.
Charles raised his left hand, and a flesh and blood revolver instantly appeared in his hand. Bang, bang, bang, gunshots rang out continuously. As the bullets dispersed the phantoms, the violent shaking of the entire ship stopped instantly.
Charles was delighted. He had found the problem of the ship's abnormality! It was these white things that controlled the Narwhal's body and made the ship out of control.
But Charles was happy a little too early. The white shadows slowly formed human bodies. They grew out from the ceiling, floor and walls like clusters of white mushrooms.
Charles swallowed hard. Whatever they were, there were too many of them.
A breeze blew up from the white thing, and the sound of the wind condensed into sharp words.
"He found us."
"Are you here to steal what the Pope is looking for? Absolutely not. That thing belongs only to His Holiness the Pope!"
"Why didn't you hear those voices? Why did you stay awake?"
"Come on, don't keep us waiting any longer, get in the water and join us."
Thanks to the Murloc of Stranglethorn Vale for the 1 million reward!! , 100+40=140... Well, in my lifetime.
(End of this chapter)