Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 121 Don't Come Here
"Crash-"

Under the pitch-black sky, a somewhat old broken ship sailed on the sea, rising and falling with the waves.

But if you look carefully, you will find that the position of the ship has not moved at all. What is really moving is the entire sea area.

In the orange light beam, the originally thick fog had become much thinner, leaving only a thin layer floating in the wind, shrouding the ghost ship indistinctly.

The waves kept rolling, hitting the hull of the giant ship every now and then, making bursts of sweet sounds.

In a room on the cruise ship.

The young man lying on his back opened his eyes suddenly, but his eyes were a little confused, as if he had forgotten who he was and where this place was.

Out of instinct, he didn't make any unnecessary moves, he just narrowed his eyes and observed the surrounding situation vigilantly.

Fortunately, no one or anything exists here except him.

Turning over and sitting up from the bed, the young man finally had time to look carefully at this unknown room.

The area of ​​​​the room is not large. It is a square by visual inspection, only about twenty or thirty square meters.

The decoration inside is very simple and even a little perfunctory.There was no such thing as a suspended ceiling. There was only a shaky chandelier on the ceiling and patterns caused by various molds.

The wallpaper on the wall also fell off in many places, and dark brown rust spots one after another could even be seen through the holes.

Wrapped in wallpaper, the room as a whole showed an unpleasant dark red color, like rotten wood that had been soaked in water, lifeless, and just looking at it made you feel depressed.

Orange light shines from the chandelier overhead, illuminating the entire room and then shining into the darkness outside the window.

The shape of the window is very strange. It is not a normal window that can be opened and closed.Instead, it looks like a whole piece of glass embedded in the wall, with a circle of protruding steel bars and screws around it.

This kind of structure should only appear on airplanes or ships, right?
Walking to the window, the young man put his eyes up, trying to get information from the outside world.

But I can't see clearly at all.

The world outside the window seemed like nothingness, with no light coming from it.

Nothing could be seen in the deep darkness. Only the faint sound of waves could infer that the outside world should be a body of water.

"It seems that the weather outside is not very good, otherwise it shouldn't be so dark even at night."

The weather at sea is inherently changeable, and it is understandable to encounter storms or fog while sailing.

After a gentle push, the glass remained motionless and was not in disrepair as it appeared from the outside.

It's just that the tiny scratches on it are very concerning. They are so densely packed. Either there are a lot of people scratching them, or they have been scratching for a long time.

Silently writing down this clue, the young man walked around the small room again.

The good news is that there is really no threat in this room. Even the bottom of the bed is solid, making it impossible to hide anything else.

The bad news is that the only exit is the door, and the things in the room are very simple. There is no furniture except a somewhat moldy bed, and there are no more clues from the worn carpets.

After confirming that the surrounding environment was temporarily safe, the young man did not rush to try to open the door, but began to piece together the known clues.

Rather than rushing out to kill people, he still prefers to take things more slowly.

"I appeared inexplicably in an unknown environment. I must have a little money and was kidnapped."

Sitting back on the bed, the young man lifted up the sleeves of his clothes and inspected them carefully, but found no trace of bruises.

After lifting the trouser legs, there were no scars on the ankles, and there was no discomfort anywhere on the body.

"There are no signs of restraint or injury on my body, so I should not have been kidnapped and came here voluntarily."

"Voluntary? Even if you are traveling, you won't be able to find such a ghost place, and traveling won't destroy all your memories, right?"

Judging from the dilapidated appearance of the room, it is not difficult to tell that the ship is very old. It is a miracle that it has not been scrapped. It should be impossible to get out to pick up passengers. "Since it's not tourism, I must have other purposes for coming here, but something happened in the middle that caused me to forget this purpose and even forget who I am."

After pondering for a moment, the young man began to fumble through the pockets of his clothes one by one, and soon he placed a mess of things on the bed.

"Two cell phones, a gun, two letters, a lighter and...a candle?"

Among the pile of things, a candle that seemed not to belong to this era looked out of place.

But the young man didn't pay attention to the strange candle, and instead picked up the smartphone.

If you can open your phone, you should be able to get a lot of clues easily.

It's a pity that the phone has a black screen. Even if I press and hold the power button, it doesn't respond. It doesn't even vibrate. I don't know if it's broken or if there's not even a little bit of power left.

"It seems that my time here is not short. I can try to find things like chargers..."

Putting the phone away helplessly, the young man reached for the golden phone.

As soon as you pick it up, it's a heavy, cold feeling.

If it weren't for the buttons on it, it would feel like a gold brick.

But even if it is gold, it is of little value to him now.

"The standby time of this satellite phone should be longer. It looks so luxurious, don't let me down..."

After trying tentatively for a while, the small electronic screen actually lit up.

"Contacts, call logs, text messages... such rudimentary functions."

Click on the contact column, there are only a few names in it.

[Yao Jin, Wang Xiaoming, Feng Quan, Li Yan...]

Although he knew the characters, he didn't know any of the people.

The call history is also very concise, with most of the calls being made to contacts, with one exception.

"Unknown number... I don't think I've ever heard of this kind of number."

The young man pressed the dial button with some curiosity, and there was actually a beeping sound coming from the speaker of the phone.

"Isn't there no signal?"

Glancing at the screen again, I saw a big cross in the signal column.

But it's a good thing to get through. Since there are call records, the person on the other end might know me and have some clues.

Put the phone to your ear.

After seven consecutive beeps.

The call was answered with a beep.

"Hey……"

"what!!!"

Before the young man could speak, a hoarse scream came from the other end of the phone.

The sound exploded like a bomb, shrill and sharp, and it was not even clear whether it was a man or a woman.

(End of this chapter)