Lin Jiu opened the notebook and found that there was still writing on it. There were only about five pages of notes left inside, but the writing on it was still relatively clear. It could be seen that it was recorded in the Common Language of the Void.
[Diary of a sailor on the Morrison, October 30, the weather was fine.
We have been docked at Rusty Anchor Port for three days, and we really want to leave this ghost place as soon as possible. But who calls us a smuggling ship? Our goods can only be sold on the black market here. I have long heard that Rusty Anchor Port is a black market.
In a dark place, yesterday the Bloodfire Gang and the Water Ghost Gang had a fight at the pier and hacked to death the cook and a sailor who were watching the fun on our ship. The captain had to temporarily recruit two guys on the pier to fill their vacancies.
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The new cook looked quite slovenly and had an unpleasant smell of meat. As soon as he got on the ship, he offered a nanmu statue to the kitchen. It looked weird, with a big belly, four arms and a belly.
There is also a big hole in it, which looks like a big mouth, exuding an evil atmosphere. Rusty Anchor Harbor is a mixed place, with many pagans. I don’t know what kind of god this cook is serving, and the new sailors.
He looked quite clever. As soon as he got on the boat, he showed off to us the jade ring on his thumb and told us that he had stolen it when he was a pirate in the past.]
[Diary of a sailor on the Morrison, October 18, the weather was cloudy. Today was the second day of the return voyage, and we were far away from that ghost place. However, God was not kind to us. At noon, the sea in front of us became foggy.
The captain didn't know what evil possessed him. He listened to the new cook's nonsense and insisted on sailing the ship into the heavy fog.
Anyone who makes a living at sea knows that it is unlucky to sail a ship into the fog. But the new cook's skills are not bad, and the broth he stews is really fragrant.
By the way, when I got up to pee last night, I passed by the kitchen and saw Chef Lu mumbling something in front of the statue. I don’t know if it was because I was dazzled or because I was still asleep, but I seemed to see the big mouth on the belly of that thing grinning at me.
, I was so scared that I almost peed in my crotch. I told Jason about this, and he laughed at me for being crazy.
Jason is the new sailor. He still tells me about his past experience as a pirate every day. I guess this guy is bragging. Last time he said that the jade ring on his thumb was stolen. Today he told me again
It is said that he came from the boudoir of a noble lady in Kent County.]
[Diary of a sailor on the Morrison, September 12, the weather was cloudy.
What a heck! The fog lasted for four days. I have never encountered this situation before. We were completely lost in the fog, and what was even worse was that the compass on the ship was malfunctioning. I remember that before
I heard an old sailor say that there is a place on the sea called the Triangle of Death. All ships that enter that sea area never return. Could it be that we have encountered this strange thing?]
[Diary of a sailor on the Morrison, ????, day, dark.
We've been lost in this damn fog for who knows how long. It's so dark in the fog that I can't tell the difference between day and night. The food on the ship was all eaten up a few days ago, and we also ate all the rats in the cabin.
Already.
The sea was lifeless, and not even a fish could be seen. Jason was the first to faint from hunger. He was already very thin, and now he was even skinny from hunger. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to survive for a few days. But even if he fainted from hunger, Now, this guy still keeps his precious thumb ring tightly in his hand, for fear that someone will take the opportunity to steal it. I think he is overthinking it, and that thing is inedible.]
[Diary of a sailor on the Morrison, ????, day, dark.
I smelled the aroma of meat coming from the kitchen. I staggered to the kitchen and saw the cook entertaining the captain, first mate and other sailors. He scooped out bowls of hot soup from the cauldron. Share it with them. The cook handed me a bowl of broth with a smile on his face. I didn't have time to think about where the meat came from, so I drank it. I was already starving, so I had to fill my stomach first.
When the second bowl was about to bottom out, I felt something hard stuck in my throat. I thought it was a bone, so I spit it out into the bowl, and it turned out to be an emerald green thumb...]
[Diary of a sailor on the Morrison, ????, day, dark.
The broth has become thinner and thinner these days. After all, there are so many crew members on the ship and so many mouths. I found that the cook has been secretly staring at me with an evil look these days. I know what he is planning. I must strike first!]
[Diary of a sailor on the Morrison, ????, day, dark.
I took advantage of the fact that the cook was not in the kitchen, sneaked into the kitchen, and hid behind the stove to ambush him. The guy reacted quickly, and he counterattacked with the serrated meat cleaver. Fortunately, I was quick to dodge. , the meat cleaver only made a small cut on my belly. I grabbed the knife and cut off his artery.
Before he died, the guy struggled to crawl towards the statue and wailed: "Why me? I sacrificed so many people for you? Save me! Great faceless god of gluttony, don't abandon me !”
Poor guy, his gods can't save him!
There is meat to eat again today...]
[Morrison's sailor's diary, ????, day, dark.
I was the only one left on this boat. I sat on the blood-stained floor of the kitchen, and there was an unpleasant stench from my stomach. The wound on my stomach had been rotting away ever since I was chopped by the cook. , suppurating. I felt something staring at me. I turned around and looked at the statue. I swear I saw it right. Its big mouth was slowly opening and smiling at me.
Then I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. Oh my god! My stomach was slowly splitting along the wound. I saw two rows of sharp teeth growing out of the edge of the crack, and a greedy thread protruding from the crack. Tongue!
Diary of a sailor on the Morrison, ????,
I'm hungry ~ I want meat ~ fresh meat...]
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Although there are not many pages in the note, the content is still very rich. It is most likely Brescia's note. Before it became like this, Brescia was a sailor on the Morrison. And the content of this note is the explanation. The whole story of how he became what he is now.
There seems to be a lot of content in this notebook, but in fact it is easy to extract the main plot. The story is that the Morrison, where Brescia was located, recruited a cook who believed in the ancient gods, led the wolf into the house, and led to the death of the entire ship. In the end,
Brescia was left "alive" and became a monster infected by the ancient god's breath.
Among these contents, what caught Lin Jiu's attention was that the "God of Gluttony" mentioned by the cook before his death was the name of that ancient god. What was worth paying attention to was that the cook said before his death that he seemed to have been abandoned. Brescia's reaction
Killing may also be under the control of the gluttonous god.
Another point is the time record in this diary. You can see that the environment in some of the later content is in the dark sea of death, and it is impossible to judge the passage of time. However, you can see the time record in the front of the diary.
There have already been confusing errors, which shows that Brescia's cognition has been affected since the cook brought the statue of the God of Gluttony to the ship.
That idol definitely has such an ability, otherwise the captain would not have casually followed a cook's advice and sailed the Morrison into the Sea of Death.
