"I hope you can explain this clearly, sir. What exactly does 'souls in the sea' mean?"
Faced with the invitation, Meng Sanyi and the others did not refuse. They agreed, and baskets shaped like measuring buckets were lowered from the giant ship, each able to hold three people standing inside before being hauled up.
After several trips back and forth, everyone from the small boat had boarded the large ship. Standing by the deck's edge opposite the middle-aged man, Meng Sanyi finally voiced the doubt in his heart.
As for the others, they were studying the scene on the deck.
This ship was indeed enormous. They had already felt it from afar, but standing within it in person made that impression all the stronger.
At a glance, they saw layers upon layers of houses, even farmland, with crisscrossing paths between the fields. At first sight, it truly seemed like a village or town. Only when the corner of their eyes caught the sea outside the ship did they realize that this was merely a vessel.
Yet the ship possessed everything a ship ought to have—and things it ought not to have as well. Still, despite the stacked houses and sprawling fields, not a single person could be seen within. It was utterly empty. The sole exception was the middle-aged man standing before them.
"My name is Zhang Yan, and I am currently the helmsman of this Ancient Elixir Ship." The middle-aged man clasped his hands as he spoke. "As for what 'souls in the sea' means, that is a long story."
"So it is Brother Zhang." Meng Sanyi and the others returned the greeting in turn. Since the other party had treated them with courtesy, they naturally had no reason not to return the peach for a plum. Sun Xun