Ghost Ship

"Nothing. I was just feeling a little annoyed."

As soon as Bai Zhu said that, another set of footsteps came from outside the captain's cabin.

This time, it was more than one person.

Several crew members ran down the corridor at once, their feet thundering across the wooden planks.

Captain Nishimatsu grabbed the hat from the table and jammed it back onto his head.

"Raise the sails."

The crewman at the door froze for a moment.

"Captain, the wind direction is unstable right now."

"Raise them."

Captain Nishimatsu offered no further explanation and headed straight outside.

Morel followed with his pipe over his shoulder.

Bai Zhu glanced at Milluki.

Milluki clutched his equipment bag tightly.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"Let's go."

The two of them followed him out of the captain's cabin.

The deck was already bustling with activity.

The crew extinguished several unnecessary lamps, leaving only small lights at the bow and stern.

Some went to loosen the mooring ropes, while others climbed the masts.

Before long, the old sails were hoisted.

Bai Zhu stood by the edge of the deck, watching the sail unfurl.

The wreck of a ship looked like it could fall apart at any moment, but once the sails were raised, the hull actually became much steadier.

The bow turned, heading toward the open sea.

Milluki stamped on the wooden planks beneath his feet.

Creak.

His entire body stiffened.

He stamped again.

Creak.

Milluki's face went pale.

"Bai Zhu."

"Yeah?"

"Is this ship really not going to sink?"

Bai Zhu looked down.

"It hasn't sunk so far."

"That answer isn't comforting in the slightest."

"Then I'll give you another one."

Bai Zhu patted his shoulder.

"If it sinks, I'll throw you onto a lifeboat first."

Milluki slapped his hand away.

"Could you not