Lost Voyage in Hell

Chapter 2 ：No. 370！

Han Xue arrived promptly the following morning.

Han Xue looked stunning. She wore a long tulle dress, a huge beach hat, wine-red sunglasses, a large trolley case, and a shoulder bag. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and she carried herself with confidence and charm.

Li Chaoyang was dressed much more casually, in a T-shirt and jeans, a baseball cap, and a black backpack.

The cruise ship was luxurious and the service was first-class. No doubt about it. It was heaven on earth.

A few of the aunties in the tour group even danced a square dance by the swimming pool.

Han Xue had a blast. She got off the ship at every berth and made a lot of purchases.

For five days, nothing happened. The netizen named Nietzsche did not react at all.

He had simply evaporated from the face of the earth.

It was dark again.

Li Chaoyang stood on the deck, smoking a cigarette, and the firelight reflected his resolute face.

The sky was dark and the air was dull with a fishy smell, as if it was going to rain.

A couple were flirting at the bow, hugging and kissing passionately.

"Young man, I need a light."

Li Chaoyang turned his head and saw that the person was a bald old man. He was wearing an old-fashioned military shirt tucked into his suit pants. He may have been old, but he exuded a unique military temperament from the inside out.

The PLA letters on his belt buckle confirmed his identity. He was a soldier, no doubt about it.

Li Chaoyang took out a lighter and handed it over.

The old man lit his cigarette and took a deep puff.

"Thank you." The old man looked at the weather and stated confidently, "It's going to rain."

"It's going to rain." Li Chaoyang put away the lighter and replied.

This is no ordinary rain. It's going to be heavy. "It's not seconds." The old man's expression became more solemn.

Li Chaoyang was intrigued.

"Do you have any questions?" "I have a question," Li Chaoyang stated.

"I have plenty of questions." This ship is undoubtedly strange.

Strange?

Li Chaoyang was clearly unaware of this.

"What's strange about it?"

"This is a modified ship." I know what its layout is like. It used to be a cargo ship. I also noticed that the engine was making a very dull sound when I passed by the engine room. The power system has failed. "This is a significant issue that requires immediate attention."

Li Chaoyang was not an expert on ships.

"You clearly know a lot about ships. "You weren't in the navy, were you?" Li Chaoyang made a joke.

The old man made it clear that he had no intention of discussing the past. His name is Zhou Shucheng. He was a naval colonel and has spent his entire life at sea.

Li Chaoyang was even more in awe of the old man after learning his identity.

Zhou Shucheng spoke with conviction, his expression serious: "The engine is the heart of a ship. It must be inspected before sailing. The engine must be kept in good condition, even if it is not moved in other places. "Who will be held accountable if there is a problem with so many people on this ship?"

"Is it because the engine is too expensive?" Li Chaoyang asked again.

"It's not that simple." It must be guaranteed to run well, even if it is not overhauled. From the moment I stepped on board, I have noticed numerous peculiarities about this ship. Let me be clear: it's like a broken ship that has been repainted. It looks bright and beautiful on the outside, but it's actually rotten on the inside. "Given the circumstances, there is a risk of anchoring at any time."

Zhou Shucheng raised his head and looked at the sky again, stating: "We've deviated from the route." This is a cruise ship. It should be moving along the coastline. "But do you see if there is land around?"

Li Chaoyang turned around and surveyed the area. As he expected, it was completely dark. If it was on the coastline, there would be cities and towns along the way, with bright lights.

This was the case in the past few days. You can always see the navigation light on the lighthouse, even if there is no light.

At worst, you can see other ships passing by.

But there is nothing now, and it is pitch black not far away.

This means they've deviated from the route and are far from the coastline.

"If an accident occurs, it will be too late to ask for help. The Titanic is a case in point. Not many people died at the beginning. Timely rescue would have saved many lives. But there is no if in a shipwreck. The risk of deviating from the route will increase exponentially. The storm is coming. "This should worry people."

This ship is cursed. A gloomy voice boomed from the back.

The speaker was a middle-aged Asian woman, wearing a dark robe and a cross around her neck, dressed like a nun.

What curse?

Li Chaoyang's heart skipped a beat. This word has a more complicated meaning for him, like a thorn in his heart.

"Curse?" "What curse?" "I want to know," Li Chaoyang demanded. "You must know about the curse of the Titanic. It sank because it was cursed. At that time, the ship was also carrying several special passengers besides humans. The woman's expression was mysterious. She stated firmly, "There are four mummies on the ship, including Princess Amenra." She should be sleeping in the pyramid. Whoever disturbs her will be cursed. "Several people who handled her died one after another." "I'd like to know what that has to do with this." "Don't tell me there are mummies on our ship." Zhou Shucheng was obviously not convinced. The woman was clearly prepared. She took out a tattered poster from her pocket. The poster was small and badly damaged, with more than half of it destroyed. It was written in Thai and English. The poster was incomplete, but you could clearly see a beautiful cruise ship on it. A white deck, a blue hull, fluttering colourful flags and a neat service team. Li Chaoyang was taken aback. This is definitely the Queen Mary. "I can confirm that this is indeed the same ship." Zhou Shucheng stated emphatically. However, Li Chaoyang remained completely unmoved. He was immediately drawn to the hull number of the cruise ship.

The hull number was painted in three big characters: 370!

This is the cruise ship Blue Space, with the number 370.

The cruise ship left Bangkok and headed straight for Antarctica. The specific time of the message was illegible due to the damage to the poster.

The poster was yellowed, with many words missing and wrinkled. It was definitely at least a year ago.

"Did you see it?" "This ship is the Queen Mary, and it has just been repainted." The woman smiled knowingly.

Li Chaoyang handed the poster to Zhou Shucheng, who examined it and nodded in affirmation.

"From the layout, it is undoubtedly the same ship, but I do not believe in the curse." 370 is a flight, and ours is a cruise ship. They are completely different. Furthermore, this is a passenger ship, so there is no need for a hull number. You're looking at the name of the ship, not the hull number. "There absolutely should be other names before this number, such as Blue 370, etc."

"I'd like to know why they changed the hull number." The woman was not convinced.

"Yes, I want to know why they changed the hull number. "Is it true that they can change the hull number whenever they want?" Li Chaoyang was also perplexed.

Zhou Shucheng shook his head firmly. "The hull number cannot be changed at will." I said it's not the hull number, it's the name of the ship. "They probably felt it was unlucky after the Flight 370 accident, so they changed the name of the ship."

Li Chaoyang acknowledged his statement. This ship was going to do business in China, and 370 was unacceptable. If it wasn't changed, there's no way anyone would get on board.

This poster has been in use for at least five years.

I want to know where this woman got such a shabby poster.

The woman was not satisfied with the answer. She took the poster back and turned to leave. After walking a few steps, she turned back and stared Li Chaoyang down. Her eyes were strange. She wasn't looking at Li Chaoyang. She was looking at the back of Li Chaoyang. "My name is Su Mali." Believe in me and your soul will be saved. The woman then drew a cross on her chest and disappeared.