The ship creaked and rocked in the waves that crashed against the metal hull. Everyone on board was asleep, no matter how the ship moved, the inhabitants inside were like lifeless corpses, without a sound, similar to a ghost ship
Chu Yi inexplicably felt that he was about to die.
His body is falling, falling to the bottom of the sea, deprived of oxygen. He could only see the sun shining on the sea, shining a ray of light, and he was sinking into the darkness.
His brows furrowed and he forced his consciousness awake briefly, through blurry eyes, he tried to focus.
He looked outside the window,
There was a clap of thunder.
It's raining.
