The massive ship was still rocking violently.
Outside, lightning flashed amid the surging waves.
The apocalyptic sight filled everyone with despair.
Inside Suite One.
Luo Ye stared fixedly at the screen of his handheld console.
His thumbs flew across the buttons.
They made crisp, rapid clicking sounds.
His character was at the crucial moment of turning the fight around with barely any health left.
As long as he blocked this combo from the boss.
He could complete a perfect run.
Suddenly.
Boom.
Another of the sea monster's hidden tentacles slammed into the Black Whale's port side.
The tremendous impact traveled all the way to the top deck.
The suite's floor lurched violently.
Luo Ye's finger slipped against his will.
On the handheld's screen.
A gap appeared in his character's perfect defense.
The boss's ultimate attack came crashing down on his character.
His health bar emptied.
Huge red letters flashed wildly across the screen.
Game Over.
Luo Ye stopped breathing.
He stared at those blood-red English letters.
Deep within his pitch-black eyes.
The thread called reason.
Snapped.
This was no ordinary death.
He had spent two days and two nights without sleep or rest.
Painstakingly working toward this no-damage clear.
He had been just half a second away.
Everything was ruined.
All because of this damned ship's shaking.
Luo Ye slowly stood up.
He set his handheld down on the sofa.
His movements were frighteningly gentle.
Killua keenly sensed the change in Luo Ye's aura.
It was a savage presence ten thousand times more terrifying than the sea monster outside.
"Luo Ye."
Killua swallowed.
"What are you going to do?"
Luo Ye turned his head.
His face was utterly expressionless.
His eyes were ice-cold.
"Pick up my delivery."
Luo Ye walked up to the floor-to-ceiling window.
He faced the pitch-black waters