No Such Trouble

One or two could still be called accidents, but with people showing similar symptoms consecutively over the past few months and disappearing from the ship one after another...

The Scale Plague was likely spreading quietly inside the Nautilus long ago.

Besides, the higher-ups on the ship clearly knew about this. Not only did they know, but they were also actively covering it up.

Ling Chu suddenly thought of how the Nautilus had unusually stopped at the port for only a day this time. Could it also be related to the plague on the ship?

Ling Chu looked at Ivy: "Then have you ever..."

Ivy shook her head hurriedly: "No."

"Management on this ship is very strict. I can usually only stay in the back kitchen and my own quarters. The chances of me coming into contact with other crew members are few, and ordinary crew members aren't generally allowed to enter the kitchen casually."

The back kitchen belonged to a relatively enclosed area, and Ivy's most frequent contact was with a few fixed kitchen assistants, with her range of activities also being limited.

If the Scale Plague mainly relied on blood, bodily fluids, or close long-term contact to spread, it was not strange that she hadn't been infected.

What's more, Lingering Wind and Fading Moon had previously speculated that the success rate of infection after the second and third stages would naturally decrease gradually.

"That box Ella helped move last time, do you know what its origins are?" Ling Chu asked next.

"I don't know what's in the boxes, but I roughly know where they come from," Ivy said.

Ling Chu asked immediately: "Where?"

"The lowest level of the hold."

Ivy raised a finger and pointed downward.

"There are a total of three levels beneath the deck of the Nautilus."