The lowest level of the ship's hold.
Shen Ye walked a circuit of the place.
Aside from him, only one Professional remained on this level.
"Hey, are you all right?"
Shen Ye crouched down and asked.
Calling it a Professional was a stretch; it looked more like a dying ram.
But a ram was merely what it resembled.
In fact, its body brimmed with a peculiar power that gave Shen Ye a familiar feeling, just like-
Chaluchitorik, Creator of the Fourth Era.
"Leave me be, young Gatekeeper. Everything is over for me."
The ram sighed.
"Seriously? You and I are the only ones on this whole level. If you die, who knows how many years I'll be stuck here alone," Shen Ye said.
The ram did not answer.
It died.
"..." Shen Ye was speechless.
Well, great.
Now he was all alone, stuck at the bottom of this ship's hold.
"How did you end up dying here?"
Shen Ye asked.
-Dark Whisper activated!
The ram on the floor showed no reaction.
Only a line of faintly glowing text popped up before Shen Ye's eyes:
"Your Dark Whisper level is insufficient. You cannot question a Creator-level corpse."
Right.
His Dark Whisper was only at the intermediate level.
Then he would upgrade it!
"Hey, Big Skeleton," Shen Ye called.
"I saw. I'll head back to the Undead Empire and get you the upgrade materials," Big Skeleton said.
"Thanks. No need to rush, though. I doubt this corpse will rot all that quickly. Go have fun for a few days."
Shen Ye said.
"Really?" Big Skeleton was overjoyed.
"Yeah. It's too boring here. You don't have to keep me company in prison," Shen Ye said.
He pushed open a gate.
The Nightmare World lay on the other side.
"Then I'm off.