I Can’t Play This Game Anymore

I guess we must have reached a special sea area that has not been discovered.

The crazy actions of those crew members are becoming more and more incomprehensible, and some of them have even started to self-mutilate, letting their blood flow into the sea.

There are more and more weird symbols and graphics on the ship, but fortunately they didn't do anything to me.

Medale, who was still in the cab with me, also slowly began to go crazy like those crazy sailors, and what he uttered in his mouth were all strange words that people couldn't understand.

After another two days like this, Medale finally couldn't hold on and completely collapsed.

He fell to his knees on the floor of the cab and shouted loudly:

"I heard it! I heard it too! He is calling us! Edward, please pray to him with me! He will lead us out of this endless hell!"

I know that they are under great pressure at the moment, and I don't want to try to argue with him, so I just told him:

"Medell, you are crazy."

Unexpectedly, Medale replied with a silly smile:

"Really? If I'm really crazy, it's a blessing from heaven! I won't be surrounded by such fear. May the gods bless those who can maintain reason in the face of the harmful truth.

You can join us too, he is still benevolently calling us! "

I didn't want to waste my last energy on these lunatics, so I kicked him out of the cab.

But I have to admit that the hallucinations in my mind are getting worse and worse.

At night I dreamed that a gigantic sea monster affixed to my Marys Leicester and took the whole ship to the endless abyss.

Even though he didn't believe in any legends about sea monsters, the feeling of insignificance in the dream still scared him into a cold sweat.

And as long as I lie down, it's like someone is whispering in my ear. Whenever this happens, I will bite my arm to let the pain from it dilute the sweeping hallucination.

I don't want to become a bunch of lunatics like them.

Even in a new sea, if I sail in one direction long enough, I think I can get out.

Until one day two days later, when I felt that I couldn't hold on anymore, the scene outside the window finally changed.

A strange island appeared in front of me. It was a strange island that I had never seen before, and it was not marked on the sea map.

The whole island is like a huge weird building protruding from the water.

From the moment they saw the island, the crew became even crazier. They knelt down to the island, still speaking the same vague language.

No matter what they are, hope is rekindled in my heart.

At least some supplies can be obtained from the island, and if you are lucky enough to meet some islanders, maybe even know where we are now.

But when the ship gradually approached the island, the thoughts in my heart slowly changed.

Because I just can't believe anyone lives here.

There is no soil or plants around, and there are half-formed (or only half-formed in my understanding) stones everywhere.

They are also engraved with weird patterns, and what shocked me the most is that those patterns are very similar to the ones that the crew said on the ship.

Maybe they have been here before, otherwise they would not be able to draw that kind of thing under the ideology of madness.

I really can't understand the uncomfortable shape of the whole island, I don't know how to describe it, because the language and writing are a little pale.

I can only briefly draw some of them in my sailing diary.

Finally, after my ship broke a few stone pillars, it finally stopped at the edge of the island.

To my surprise, Medale and the rest of the crew did not disembark one after another, but opened the cabin.

Sure enough, as they said before, what was piled inside was not ordinary goods, but pieces of cultural relics from other countries packed in wooden boxes.

And those crew members searched back and forth among the wooden boxes.

I asked them what they were doing, but no one answered me.

It's just that there are a few people who keep chanting:

"According to your guidance, I offer you this heresy evil thing."

Eventually they found a flat square wooden box among the stacked boxes.

Everyone seemed to have found the most precious treasure, without any consideration for other cultural relics, and hurriedly got off the boat with the wooden box.

I don't know what they're up to, I just hope I can find some help in the morning to fix my boat and get out of the hell.

To be on the safe side, I decided to follow them first. After all, if they can draw similar symbols, it means that they must know something about this place.

Although I made some mental preparations, I was still taken aback when I saw the weird buildings that did not conform to the laws of physics in the morning.

Xingchen testified that I saw a crew member step into a square hole in a stone, and then fell from the top of his head and fell to the ground into a puddle of mud.

The others didn't care about the death of the crew, they just carried on with that wooden box.

But I don’t know why, since I came to this island, the hallucinations in front of my eyes have become more and more serious~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I always feel that someone in the surrounding mist is talking to me.

For a moment, I even felt like I was stepping on that horrible monster in my nightmare.

It is estimated that I have not eaten anything in the past two days, and I have exhausted my physical strength after landing on the island. Finally, I leaned against a stone to let myself relax.

But I couldn't hold it any longer, so I accidentally fell asleep.

I can only vaguely feel the vibration under my body, and at the same time I can smell a strong smell.

I don't know how long it has passed, but several creepy screams finally woke me up.

At the same time, I could feel that the ground I was sitting on began to vibrate violently, as if some huge object was moving on the ground.

Thinking that there were some large animals on the island, I was awakened and hid behind the stone until I felt the violent vibration gradually disappear.

I cautiously walked towards the place where the sailors had just advanced.

At first, I was worried that the sailors had gone far away, and I could no longer catch up.

Maybe I just found out in the past that they were all dead.

At first I thought they were being attacked by monsters from the island.

But upon closer examination, they didn't have any fatal wounds on their bodies.

And although their postures are different, their faces all show extreme horror.

I am indeed not a doctor, but from the information obtained at the scene, I can only judge:

They may have been scared to death.

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