Yang Jian attempted to pinpoint the location from where the song was coming, but the deck was empty and silent, with no sign of anything, nor any trace of the paranormal, as if the song they heard just now was merely a hallucination experienced by the two of them, and did not exist at all.

“Did you hear the song just now? Although it disappeared, I have a feeling it seemed to be exactly where we boarded the ship just now.”

Ye Zhen, however, was indifferent and said, “Pay no heed, if the ghost appears, I will take action. Its reluctance to show itself suggests it has been scared by our combined presence, and is nothing to be afraid of. Let it continue singing, in such a place, having some songs for company isn’t really lonely.”

“You need to be aware that the paranormal phenomena on this ship are very brief, but the time that song appeared was not short, which means the ghost on the deck is quite terrifying. Even the restrictions on the Ghost Ship can’t fully quiet it down,” Yang Jian said seriously.

“Yeah, that makes sense, then what?” Ye Zhen nodded and asked.

“Before we boarded the ship, there weren’t any songs playing on the deck, which means we’re already being targeted by a ghost now,” Yang Jian said with a serious face.

Ye Zhen laughed and said, “You’re being overly cautious. Isn’t being targeted by ghosts here quite normal? Don’t be so startled, let’s move quickly and not waste time on trivial matters.”

Saying this, he continued up the rusty stairs towards the control room.

Yang Jian frowned, feeling a bit worried, but Ye Zhen had a point, being targeted by a ghost here was normal, as long as they weren’t attacked, there was no need to worry too much.

But as soon as the two turned around, the weird song floated from the deck behind them once again, this time more exaggerated, accompanied by hurried footsteps, as if someone was singing and dancing on the deck.

Yet, the moment they turned around, the song abruptly stopped, and all paranormal activities subsided, with still nothing in sight.

Strange!

Yang Jian could only think this, deciding not to waste more time and quickened his pace.

The wobbly staircase creaked under their footsteps.

The song behind them became clearer, even accompanied by other instruments, like a violin playing, but it wasn’t a sound any ordinary strings could make. Such a tone couldn’t be reproduced by any real instrument, even simulated ones couldn’t perfectly recreate it.

It was supernatural music, mixed with some incomprehensible eerie power.

“Something’s off.” Yang Jian couldn’t help but turn around to look again.

There was still nothing.

He even tried using his ghost eye to take a peek, though the ghost eye only stayed open for a short time, that brief moment was enough.

Afterward, his ghost eye witnessed a terrifying scene.

On the previously empty deck, a group of lifeless people suddenly appeared faintly; these weren’t ghosts but seemed like people killed by some supernatural force, wandering as lost souls, becoming a kind of incomprehensible supernatural image.

These people were gathered like an audience, and in their center, Yang Jian saw a bizarre figure dancing in a tattered long dress…

He wanted to take another look, but it seemed his actions were noticed.

The lifeless audience suddenly all turned their heads, their hollow, dead eyes all staring at Yang Jian, causing the scene to freeze instantly.

However, they didn’t do anything else; it seemed they couldn’t see Yang Jian, only the ghost eye.

The ghost eye didn’t seem to interest them much, as they slowly turned their heads back.

The time for Yang Jian’s ghost eye had also run out, forcing him to close it, and that scene quickly vanished from view, leaving the deck empty once more, with no traces left behind.

“There really is a ghost on the deck, I don’t know when it appeared. When I first boarded the ship, I used the ghost eye to look around and didn’t find anything until the song started playing—this might be a signal.”

His heart sank, feeling the song was not so simple.

Nevertheless, their actions did not halt.

Soon, they climbed the wobbly staircase to the second floor of the ship.

Through a corridor, right ahead was the control room.

There were some puddles on the narrow corridor, seemingly seawater, but everywhere else was very dry, which was somewhat unreasonable.

Ye Zhen, walking ahead, seemed not to notice, striding forward, even stepping onto the puddles.

The stagnant water splashed and rippled.

It seemed as if nothing had happened, but as Yang Jian passed by, his face suddenly stiffened. Through the rippling stagnant water, he saw an unbelievable scene. In the reflection of the water, there was also the figure of Ye Zhen. However, the position of Ye Zhen’s reflection in the water was different from where he actually stood, indicating a discrepancy.

In reality, Ye Zhen was walking in the corridor ahead, while his reflection in the water was still behind, a difference of about six or seven meters between them.

Yang Jian couldn’t comprehend this supernatural phenomenon, so he just noted this detail and then stepped over the water, continuing to move forward.

Fortunately, it was more thrilling than dangerous along the way.

Later, the two of them reached the control room.

The control room was pitch black and dim, with only a few shabby chairs, and the control panel had long been abandoned. Trying to use it to control the Ghost Ship was simply wishful thinking.

“Seems like a wasted trip.” Ye Zhen entered the control room, kicked away an old chair, and tapped the control panel, getting no response, looking quite disappointed.

Yang Jian was observing, and his gaze stopped at a certain spot on the control panel: “There should be a helm there. Although the control panel has been abandoned for a long time and cannot be used, all the basic equipment is complete, with nothing missing except for the helm. Perhaps the helm is a crucial component to control the Ghost Ship, but now it is missing.”

“Ghosts wouldn’t take the helm. I believe it was taken by someone, maybe the helm is hidden somewhere on the Ghost Ship, or perhaps it has been taken away.”

“I see.”

Ye Zhen touched his chin, pondering: “By my judgment, the helm is likely still on the ship. The possibility of it being taken off the Ghost Ship is low. After all, it’s only useful on the ship, taking it off would mean finding a way to bring it back later, too troublesome. If I were involved, I would definitely hide the helm in a place known only to myself.”

“You actually have such insight and judgment?” Yang Jian was somewhat surprised.

Ye Zhen snorted coldly: “I, Ye, am both intelligent and wise, not a mere bluff. It’s just that the opponents I encounter are usually too weak, unable to face even one round against me, so I, Ye, am too lazy to think. After all, why bother strategizing against a weakling when a single punch can knock them out?”

“Where do you think the helm could be deliberately hidden?” Yang Jian continued to ask.

Ye Zhen glanced around and then pointed with his hand: “It should be inside a room within the ship’s hold, where danger and opportunity coexist. If I were to hide something, I would definitely hide it there.”

Yang Jian looked in the direction he pointed.

It was a deep, bottomless dark corridor, along which he could see some open doors to the rooms. Some rooms were partly abandoned, while some were intact but closed. He even saw a light lit in one of the ship’s cabins, with light streaming out.

This scene seemed familiar, as if he had returned to the terrifying Caesar Hotel.

But this Ghost Ship was more perilous because the King Organization had deliberately filled the entire ship with ghosts. If it weren’t for the Ghost Ship’s unique nature, Yang Jian and Ye Zhen would have endured countless ghostly attacks by now.

“It’s too dangerous to delve deeply into the cabins; the helm definitely wouldn’t be hidden in such deep places. It should be placed somewhere closer to the exit, not more than five rooms away. Also, the room containing the helm must be safe, not likely to have ghosts. But which room has ghosts and which room is normal, we’ll have to explore to find out.” Yang Jian stared down the dark corridor.

“Only five rooms, this is easy, just search them one by one.” Ye Zhen said as he started to advance down the corridor in front of them.

The corridor of the ship’s hold was very narrow and cramped, combined with the dark environment, it gave an indescribable oppressive feeling. Moreover, once inside, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop, with a chill mixed with the stench of decay pouring in, as if trying to repel the two living people away.

This is not a place where the living should tread.

Just entering this corridor gave Yang Jian an inexplicable sense of dread, as if every step forward risked his life.

Fortunately, they were close to the exit and had not ventured deep into the ship’s hold, which eased some of the pressure.

After all, if danger arose, they could quickly exit the ship’s hold without being trapped and dying here.

“The first room.” At this moment, Ye Zhen’s steps halted, and without a care, he lifted his foot and kicked the door.

The half-closed door banged open to complete darkness inside, revealing nothing. But immediately, a stench of decay poured out, followed by numerous highly decayed arms suddenly reaching out from the darkness, all grabbing at Ye Zhen by the door.

Ye Zhen’s eyes abruptly widened: “Dare to attack me? Courting death.”

However, just as he was about to strike, the ghost’s attack was faster; in the blink of an eye, he was forcibly dragged into that pitch-black room by those numerous highly decayed arms. Then the room returned to silence, without a single sound.

Ye Zhen disappeared just like that, like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any ripples.

“…”

Witnessing this scene, Yang Jian was momentarily speechless, unsure of what to say.

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