The captain wearing white sheets responded to Shang Jianyao's rhetoric:

"Wisdom and beauty are both angels and goddesses.

"She is the rose in the sports field and the crystal in the laboratory!"

"How many operas have you watched?" The honest Shang Jianyao asked, even with obvious mockery.

The captain ignored him and knelt down on one knee again, looking at the ceiling, as if he was going to continue courting.

Shang Jianyao thought about it and asked with a smile:

"What's your goddess' name?"

John next to him frowned, feeling that "Business" was very inappropriate.

How can always ask questions about other people’s emotions help this situation?

However, John was also very clear that without talking about the goddess in his mind, the captain in the chaotic state would not answer any questions at all, so he could only wait patiently and listen quietly, hoping that the seemingly useless topics could bring up some clues.

Hearing Shang Jianyao's question, the captain took his eyes from the ceiling.

He replied with a shiny face:

"Her name is Duffetil Osla."

Almost at the same time, Shang Jianyao and John felt that the darkness outside the window was getting thicker.

The howling winter sea breeze seemed to have stopped briefly at this moment.

However, this seemed to be just an hallucination or psychological factor between the two. After they came to their senses, everything was so normal.

Shang Jianyao raised his hand and rubbed his chin and said to John:

"You try it, I have no choice."

"You can see." John was a little happy.

After all, it is a less pleasant thing for you to have no choice but the other party has a choice.

John took a step forward and asked several questions tentatively, but as long as the goddess in his mind was not involved, the captain ignored him, and either sighed in courtship or cried in tears.

"It seems that the root of the problem cannot be found here..." John sighed.

The compassionate Zen Master Pudu comforted:

"Let's hide in another place and take a look after dawn. Anyway, you've been keeping normal. Even if something happens in the end, it's not your turn."

"Hope." John stroked his chest a few times and prayed to the faith developed in the old era.

On the cold night, the two left the captain's room and found an empty room nearby to hide.

Shang saw Yao withdraw and then move forward again, and the last day came as promised.

At this time, the cruise ship's radio was telling everyone that the ship would dock today and arrive at the destination of Spessi. Everyone should pack their luggage in advance and get off the ship in an orderly manner.

John, who had not slept all night, rubbed his eyes and said hesitantly:

"Do you want to go out and have a look?"

Look at the situation on the ship and see what danger signs are there.

"Okay!" Shang Jianyao seemed to have been waiting for it for a long time.

John then took the courage to open the door and walked outside, and Shang Jianyao followed closely behind.

As soon as they walked along the corridor for a while, they suddenly saw the round-shaped captain opening the door and exiting.

"Good morning." The middle-aged man in his forties had a gentle smile and bright eyes, which was completely different from the fanaticism he had on his face last night.

John, who was greeted, not only did not relax quietly, but was inexplicably terrified and shuddered.

He still remembered the captain's acclaimed courtship and the tearful pace last night. He was impressed by the chaos and unconscious state, but as the sun rose, the captain was like nothing was wrong, and he could not see anything wrong.

How can this not make people think about it very terrifying?

John always feels that he is facing monsters wearing human skins. They will imitate humans in the sun, and their true colors will be revealed at night.

"Good morning." Shang Jianyao responded enthusiastically to the captain's greetings.

John thought about it and asked tentatively:

"Captain, have you felt something was wrong these days?"

The captain shook his head in confusion:

"Everything is normal, and no one is infected with 'heart-free disease'."

John stopped asking questions, said goodbye in a hurry, and returned to his cabin with Shang Jianyao, preparing to carry his luggage and head to the deck. As soon as the boat landed, it would go directly to the strange and terrifying place.

On the way, they met several humans they had encountered:

The crew, who was originally pushing the food truck and running wildly, turned around from time to time, nodding with a polite smile whenever he looked at everyone; the male passenger, who was originally manic and aggressive, sat on the deck with a parasol, and read leisurely; the woman who was originally crying and laughing, leaned against the side of the boat, and looked at the blue sea gently, as if she was looking forward to the future...

Even the cold that was filled with the night was dispelled by the sunlight, bringing a little temperature.

The strong contrast made John fall into fear both physically and mentally.

The more normal it is now, the more he can't help thinking about the chaos at night, and the more he suspects that the scene in front of him is only normal on the surface, but is actually more dangerous.

It was like seeing the captain's goddess Duffetir, but she found that under her feet, behind her, there were tentacles hidden in the shadows.

"No! We can't just wait to dock like this!" As soon as we returned to our room, John blurted out.

He felt that he had to do something to actually reach his destination!

"Yes, yes!" Shang Jianyao agreed.

He had experienced this last day many times before, but he passively jumped back to the first time he boarded the cruise before shore.

At this time, if you just follow John to hide and hide, which is similar to the strategies you have adopted several times before, it is difficult to have any difference in the result.

It must be a little different!

John thought for a while with a tense expression:

“Frankly, I have a strange feeling:

“Day may be more dangerous than night.

"At least at night, we know who is wrong and who is normal. As long as we don't use our abilities, we will not be affected. Now, we have no idea what will happen next, and why only a few people finally landed alive."

"Actually, this history has become vague, because you, as the person involved, have always remained silent in this regard, so we don't know whether most of the people survived or most of them died in the end." Shang Jianyao replied truthfully.

The ending he told John before was the speculation he and Jiang Baimian made, not reality.

John looked at Shang Jianyao and nodded with relief:

“You are honest, not a liar.

"But I think, since I will always remain silent on this matter in the future, what must have happened in the end. At least I don't think there is anything worth keeping confidential about my current experience."

That is also a lie to you. I have never really seen you in the future... The honest Shang Jianyao tried to answer this, but was pressed down on the floor of the spiritual room by his companions.

Without giving them a chance to respond, John said to himself:

“I have a very absurd idea:

"Since the night gives me more sense of security, I want to find a place like the night before the cruise ship docks."

Papa, Shang Jianyao applauded.

"Isn't it enough to just pull up the curtains?" He immediately made a suggestion.

"It's still too bright." John thought for a moment, "and you have noticed the weather during this period. You can barely bear it during the day, but the night is colder."

"Then you have to find a place where there is air conditioning but no light." Shang Jianyao summarized the key points.

As soon as he finished speaking, John already had the answer:

“The kitchen cold storage!”

Except here, the captain who was stingy with energy turned off all the air conditioners in the rooms.

"Not bad! Remember to bring thick clothes." Shang Jianyao looked eager to try.

Not long after, the two of them were wrapped like bears, with weapons, sneaked into the kitchen and hid in the cold storage.

"It's really cold. Maybe a bottle of liquor needs to divert my attention." John rubbed his palms wearing black gloves and glanced left and right.

After several days of sailing, the food in the cold storage had been consumed and it seemed empty everywhere.

Shang Jianyao shook his flashlight and shone it deep in the cold storage:

"Several people, there is no need to hide."

John also discovered that there were several human consciousnesses in the cold storage.

Soon, four men and three women walked out from different places.

Their number is different from what John senses, because several of them are capable people.

Among them is John's acquaintance, the playboy named Sally.

"Why are you here too?" John asked first.

Sally shrugged:

"My spiritual intuition tells me that it is safer to be similar to the night, and there is food here."

"Spiritual intuition?" Shang Jianyao was suddenly excited.

"Haha, kidding." Salileo felt embarrassed, "I was a occultist in the old days."

There was no sign of chatting on both sides, so they found a place to wait for the cruise ship to dock in the dark and cold warehouse.

Shang Jianyao quit again, wanting to see if he would return to the time he had just boarded the cruise ship after re-entering.

This time, he returned to the kitchen cold storage and heard Sally say:

“The cruise ship seems to be docked.”

John is looking for companions:

"Shang, Shang, come out quickly!"

"Here you come!" Shang Jianyao was full of expectations.

A group of nine people wrapped in thick clothes, opened the door of the cold storage, and returned to the kitchen.

After browsing the floor, the crew in the kitchen turned their heads and looked over.

All of them had turbid eyes and bloodshot eyes, and their expressions were so ferocious that they seemed to choose someone to eat.

"No heart disease"!

They all suffered from "heartless illness"!
Chapter completed!