His face was a mask of lingering fear as he began to recount the terrifying experience. "It was the seventh day of our voyage. During dinner, one of the crewmen suddenly got a call.
"āHello, Iām Miss Mary. Iām on the ship right now.ā"
"The person on the other end hung up after just that one sentence. He thought it was strange and told us about it. Then the phone rang again."
"āHello, Iām Miss Mary. Iām at the entrance to the dining hall now.ā"
"We were eating in the dining hall at the time, so we all looked at the entrance, thinking it was some kind of prank. A moment later, the phone rang again. The crewman had already put it on speakerphone, letting us all hear the voice on the other end."
"āHello, Iām Miss Mary. Iām right behind you.ā"
As if recalling the horrific scene, the hand Brother Du used to hold his cigarette trembled slightly.
"We turned around and saw a doll with a smiling face, wearing a red dress and holding a cleaver, emerge from behind that crewman. It was completely without warningāthe kind of thing that just appears out of nowhere."
"Before we could even scream, āMiss Maryā swung the cleaver and hacked the poor bastard to death. His blood sprayed all over the entire dining hall."
"Then, it ducked behind the corpse, out of our line of sight. When one of the Ascenders among us went over to check, he found that Miss Mary had already vanished. Next, another crewmanās phone began to ring. He didnāt press the answer button, but the call connected on its own."
"āHello, Iām Miss Mary. Iām on the ship right now.ā"
"Thatās right. The same line again."
Brother Du took a deep drag from his cigarette, his voice laced with fear. "After that, it was a complete and utter massacre. Whenever a phone rang, it meant someone was about to die. It moved too fast, picking us off one by one. By the time we managed to gather everyone, there were only eighteen of us left."
"Even the Ascenders were helpless against it. Rocket launchers couldnāt even put a scratch on it. The ship was littered with corpses and blood... and no one knew if theyād be the next to die."
"Fortunately, we quickly figured out its killing mechanism: it used phone calls to lock onto its targets. So we all threw our cell phones into the sea and shut down all the radios, speakers, and any other audio equipment. As long as no āphoneā rang, its killing mechanism wouldnāt be triggered."
"So, we were stuck on that ship with Miss Mary for several days. Every night, we were terrified of waking up to find it standing right next to us. I donāt know how many people were driven mad by the immense psychological stress..."
"The moment we docked, we reported it to the Star Association. They had to send a team of four Tier Three Ascenders just to contain Miss Mary."
Brother Du finished his cigarette and immediately lit another, trying to calm the fear in his heart.
For a long time after that, he developed a phobia of dolls and became terrified of answering the phone. He eventually managed to overcome it, only to relapse when he heard someone say āhelloā on a call.
"The two things you must never smuggle at sea are Forbidden Objects and Abyssal Cursed Objects," Brother Du said earnestly. "You never know when they might spiral out of control. If something goes wrong out here, youāre completely on your own; no one can hear you scream."
"I get it," the young crewman nodded.
Suddenly, Brother Duās cell phone rang. Its cheerful, melodic ringtone made the young crewmanās heart leap into his throat with terror.
"Haha, relax. Itās just Old Sun." Brother Du glanced at the caller ID and answered the phone.
"Hey, Old Sun, whatās up?"
"What? Ah Weiās missing? Didnāt he go to check the cargo hold? You canāt reach him?"
Brother Du was stunned. He nodded quickly. "Okay, okay, Iāll get some people and go look for him right now."
After hanging up, he turned to the other crewmen in the dining hall and said in a grim voice, "Ah Wei went missing while checking the cargo hold. Everyone, grab your tools and come with me."
"Shit, I havenāt even finished my food yet."
"Tch, that kid probably just found a corner to hide in and watch porn."
"..."
A little while later, Brother Du led a few crewmen to the cargo hold. It was crammed with cargo slated for export.
"Ah Wei! Ah Wei, you in here?"
"Ah Wei, where are you?"
The men shouted his name throughout the cargo hold. Just then, one of them pricked up his ears, catching a faint noise in the distance.
"Shh. I think I hear something. Itās over here."
The crewmen followed the sound and soon found a shipping container that had been opened. Its doors were ajar, revealing a pitch-black interior. Everyone frowned, sensing that something was very wrong.
In the silence, a faint sound echoed from the darkness within the container. If you listened closely, you could make out...
It sounded like a cry for help.
"Help me... Help me... It hurts so much..."
A few crewmen with sharp hearing instinctively took a couple of steps back, their faces pale. "That sounds like Ah Weiās voice. Is he asking for help?"
"Whatās in there?" someone asked, their expression wary.
"Looks like itās just lumber for export... Dammit, the captain isnāt smuggling something behind our backs, is he?"
BOOM!
The words had barely left his mouth when, before the horrified eyes of the crewmen, the darkness inside the container swelled and erupted outward like a flood.
It was accompanied by the piercing shrieks of what sounded like Hellish Evil Ghosts breaking free.
āThe Darkness had arrived.
The men screamed and ran, but they were no match for the speed of the encroaching dark torrent. In the blink of an eye, they were swallowed by the gushing deluge.
A cold, viscous Darkness seeped into every inch of their bodies and Souls. The screams of the dead echoed in their ears, like talons scraping against sheet metal, torturing their eardrums and sanity.
Within the Darkness, everyone felt endless pain, cold, and despair.
One of the Ascenders used all his Power, trying to struggle free, but this solidified dark Curse was far beyond what he could fight.
"Save me... Donāt go... Donāt go... Itās so dark here... so cold..."
In the viscous, churning Darkness, the faces of his fellow crewmen appeared, grabbing hold of the Ascenderās body.
More faces materialized in the Darkness, letting out mournful pleas for help.
"Donāt go, save us, save us..."
"Please, save me..."
"Donāt go... Donāt go... Itās so terrifying in here..."
"Get away! All of you, get away from me!"
The Ascenderās eyes widened in terror as he struggled frantically, but it was all in vain.
Amid the pleas from countless faces, pulled down by innumerable hands, and surrounded by a cacophony of whispers, he gradually sank into a bottomless mire of Darkness and an Abyss of despair.
Soon, the overwhelming torrent of Darkness gushed out from the cargo hold.
It swallowed everything on the ship.
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"Whatās going on?"
In the office, Zhou Chen, who had been keeping Jiang Che company while he pulled an all-nighter, shot up from the sofa and rushed to Jiang Cheās side. A piercing alarm was blaring from the computer.
"The system has detected a Level 5 Curse contamination source at sea."
Jiang Cheās brow furrowed. He immediately dispatched an elite Ascender team, composed entirely of Tier Three members, to investigate.
A little over ten minutes later, a report came back.
By the time the elite team arrived, the source of the Curse contamination had already vanished. Only a cold, cursed aura lingered at the scene. All the crew members were dead, their bodies gone, and the origin of the contamination source remained undiscovered.
Back in the office, Jiang Che had already witnessed the entire event unfold on the seaās surface via the detection system and satellite feeds.
One minute after the source erupted, a one-kilometer-diameter Cursed Ocean appeared on the sea. The Cursed aura was practically off the charts.
At one minute and forty-six seconds, the Cursed Ocean began to dissipate for unknown reasons.
At two minutes and eleven seconds, the contamination source converged back onto the freighter.
At two minutes and nineteen seconds, the source vanished completely, leaving no detectable traces.
In less than two and a half minutes, a Level 5 contamination source capable of causing tens of thousands of casualties had vanished without a trace. Besides the residue left on the freighter, there was nothing left to track.
āThis freighter belongs to Fu Qing, and itās also connected to Birdman...ā Jiang Che mused, tapping his fingers on the desk. āThereās reason to suspect Eternal Fire was trying to transport āthat thingā and ran into an accident... But I canāt jump to conclusions. Maybe this is just a Blinding Technique. Sea freight isnāt the only way to move something...ā
After a long moment of contemplation, Jiang Che gave the order to tighten controls and inspections on all modes of transport. At the same time, he prepared to use this incident as a pretext to launch an investigation into Fu Qing.
Then he looked at Zhou Chen. "Contact Birdman later today. Ask him if he knows anything about this. I want to see how he reacts."
"Got it."
Zhou Chen nodded. āItās highly likely Eternal Fire was behind this,ā he thought. āLooks like Iāll have to speed up my infiltration into the enemyās ranks.ā
āIf Jiang Cheās plan goes off without a hitch, then after I meet Li Xiaoxiao for dinner today, Iāll be facing my final initiation test.ā