Navigator: I Have a Legendary Exploration Log

Chapter 88 The Strange Statue

Eddie's words immediately caused a stir on the deck.

Fortunately, with Chalice in charge, the sailors were panicked but had not lost their minds.

Having weathered many storms, they were still able to take action despite their fear of this strange and mysterious phenomenon.

"It's possible that a fragment got embedded in his body."

Chalice's composure gave the crew courage.

Although some of the sailors were old enough to be Cherries's older brother or even grandfather, this did not prevent them from trusting Cherries.

"Bosun, try to poke it out."

"well!"

Upon receiving the captain's order, Eddie gritted his teeth, knelt down, and bent over to try to remove the fragments from the corpse.

Someone couldn't help but gag twice.

Even Chalice couldn't hide his disgust.

For this gourmet, the enhanced spirituality and perception made Cheryl even more sensitive to the impact of corpses.

An intact corpse with a bloody hole in its forehead, along with shredded organs that had been twisted into pieces.

The impact of these two types of death on a person is completely different.

Faced with this enormous and unavoidable shock, Cheryl couldn't help but have unfounded associations.

A wise man keeps away from the kitchen.

Doesn't this also fit the stimulus of this contrast?

I can't think about it anymore.

Chalice's throat bobbed hard as he forced himself to suppress the nauseating thoughts.

at the same time.

He also had a sudden realization and a sense of alertness.

Something's not right—something's definitely not right!

I don't know when.

Chalice felt a strange, inexplicable aversion, with no clear target, yet he felt restless and uneasy.

After the gourmet's spiritual instincts and the ancient Chinese knowledge in his memory led to the unfounded association of "a gentleman keeps away from the kitchen."

Chalice noticed this restlessness and unease.

He was surprised that he, who was usually calm and collected, would have such a divergent thought.

Even if we face this bizarre corpse, so what?

It's not like I haven't seen strange creatures or corpses before.

Chalice keenly sensed that something was wrong with him.

Just as he was trying to regain his composure, Eddie, who was stabbing the corpse in the abdomen, suddenly cried out in surprise.

"Found it! Captain! There really is something!"

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Chalice looked up and saw Eddie shouting excitedly, as if he had found something.

Something is being blocked by them in the abdominal cavity.

Chalice instinctively cried out to stop him, "No!"

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But it was too late.

The blood-stained mop handle eventually "hooked" a jade-like statue, about thirty centimeters long, out of the corpse's abdominal cavity—or more accurately, its chest cavity.

In an instant.

Chalice felt that the scene in his field of vision was like a poorly tuned CRT television displaying static or "noise."

The world before my eyes blurred for a moment.

A hoarse, mocking shriek rang in my ears.

Fortunately, thanks to his extraordinary spirituality, Cheryl quickly recovered from that delirious and irrational state.

"Damn it!"

Chalice felt a warm liquid, which smelled like rust, roll down into his nasal cavity.

As he looked around.

Apart from Thorpe, who also looked terrified, all the other sailors appeared bewildered and sluggish, in a state of uncertainty.

There wasn't time to check their abnormalities.

Chalis gasped for breath, his mind clouded as if through a thick veil, forcibly pinpointing the root of everything.

That statue!

However----

When Cheryl turned to look at the corpse, he was horrified to find Eddie staring intently at the pristine white statue that had been pulled from the chest cavity, yet remained unstained by any blood.

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Without the slightest hesitation, Chalice watched as Eddie reached out his hands reverently toward the statue.

boom!

He simply raised his hand and fired a shot!

Fortunately, the laws of physics still apply to this thing!

The warhead, carrying immense kinetic energy, struck the statue without restraint, sending it flying violently away.

Eddie's hand was almost broken.

The deafening gunfire from such close range, with its large caliber gunfire, promptly woke Eddie.

The freckled young man looked bewildered.

He blinked blankly, seemingly not understanding what he was doing.

But Chalice didn't have time to check on his boatswain.

Because the statue wasn't flung off the ship, but instead tumbled through the air a few times before landing back on the bow deck.

Chalice could see it clearly; the thing should have flown off the ship's side, but instead, it drew a strange arc in mid-air and fell onto the deck prematurely.

However, before Chalice could continue aiming and firing, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye that filled him with dread.

The male corpse, half-wrapped in the captain's uniform, had been lying quietly, but after being "hollowed out," the corpse, with only two arms remaining, began to twitch as if it had awakened!

"quick!"

"Take him away!" Chalice shouted sternly.

Thorpe, who had regained his senses, did not hesitate. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward to roughly pull the still dazed Eddie away from the mutated corpse.

And he fired without hesitation!

However, the bullet from Chalice was faster than him!

bang bang bang! ! !

Amidst the bursts of gunfire, the corpse trembled violently, its already pitiful half-body now riddled with several fist-sized holes.

But this did not stop the corpse from undergoing abnormal changes.

Chalice emptied the revolver's cylinder but was shocked to find that his shooting seemed to have actually helped the corpse.

The corpse, which had been convulsing and struggling, seemed to be reborn with the help of the bullet!

Countless dark red fleshy buds emerged from the fractured surface of the male corpse's chest cavity and the holes caused by the bullet!

The corpse, which should have been dead, was "pushed" up by the granulation tissue and stood up like a multi-legged insect!

This horrifying change caused even the few sailors who had barely regained their senses to gasp in surprise, and chaos erupted on the deck.

Faced with this sudden change.

Chalice's face was as hard as iron, and the surprise and uncertainty in his eyes were forcibly suppressed by an even stronger obsession. A murderous and iron-blooded aura emanated from him.

Wake up!

He strode over to Rumlow, who was staring wide-eyed and gaping, and gave him a hard tug, pulling the pot-bellied ship's doctor off balance. He then said in a deep voice, "Go get the phlogiston cans!"

Rumlow was forcibly pulled back to reality by the captain.

He didn't understand the situation, but acted on instinct.

Under Chalice's orders, Rumlow had only one thought in mind: to quickly get the phlogiston cans!

Turn back again.

Chalice discovered that the thing had gone completely insane.

Thorpe's shots had no effect on it; the bullets slowed the fleshy mass, but the corpse's arms had already begun to reach for the sailor beside it.

Chalice remained calm.

As he turned around, he had already drawn [Hunger Kiss].

This strange revolver is loaded with three special bullets in sequence: explosive, spirit-breaking, and exorcising.

The more critical the situation, the calmer Chalice must remain.

He jerked the revolver magazine, and the cylinder spun, changing the bullets waiting to be fired from explosive to exorcising!

boom! ! !