This trip through the Extreme Winter Sea was far longer than imagined.
Fifteen days had already passed, yet the sea had barely changed.
There was nothing but floating ice, white fog, and the occasional iceberg.
During that time, the Nightmare Star encountered Pale Worms twice more, but thanks to their experience, they suffered no losses, dealing with them by firing the cannon ahead of time.
The bodies of those two Pale Worms became another 500 L of grease.
Now the Nightmare Star's hold was packed with this grease. Any more would be unsafe and difficult to fit unless they left no room for passageways.
If they encountered more Pale Worms later, Yang Yi would consider selling some grease.
There was no shortage of buyers for it: it could burn, treat frostbite and burns, and be mixed with wood to reduce consumption.
After the secret of the Living Icebergs became public, Pale Worms had become hot commodities that players competed to hunt.
Not only could they be used for gacha draws, they could also be burned as fuel, and they were easy to deal with.
After all, the creature's greatest strength was its camouflage.
If someone knew beforehand and fired a cannon shot whenever they saw an iceberg, the creature was easy to handle. It was simply no match for a cannon.
Thanks to this, the name of the big shot One-Eye gained some traction in the chat channel.
After all, he had provided the information, making him a prominent figure.
That day, it was Yang Yi's turn at the helm again.
Bored out of his mind, he stared blankly at the sea.
Perhaps he had adapted. Sailing through the fog no longer cost him any Sanity; he merely found it dull.
He even... began hoping something different would emerge from