NOVEL NEXT chapter 93
Yang Yi slept more comfortably than he ever had before.
No nightmares, no fear, no disturbances—just peaceful rest. When he woke up, it was already the evening of the next day; he had slept for nearly 24 hours. The colors around him seemed a little brighter, though he wasn't sure if that was just a side effect of the long sleep. He checked the sea chart: the Nyxstar was anchored, about half a day's journey from the white fog.
He got up and peeked through the hole in the wall. Suna was still asleep next door. The [Twilight Veil] was active, cloaking the ship in invisibility.
Suddenly, a ravenous hunger hit him. He quickly geared up and went out onto the pitch-black deck, the only light coming from the ghostly wisps that drifted around the ship. The weather ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) was about the same, -20°C with a light breeze.
He grabbed some bread and sausage and cooked up another pot of his signature mushy stew over the campfire. This time, without the numbing jellyfish goo, it tasted… normal. He chugged an [Appetizer Potion] and ate the entire pot, then checked his status.
Yang Yi (Mortal)
Transcendence Path: Contamination [Depth 7%] / Book of the Limb Spider
Strength: 6 (14/4000)
Spirit: 8+1 (2720/16000) [Iron Will Bonus]
Agility: 5+1 (197/2000) [Pirate Suit Bonus]
Perception: 6+2 (322/4000) [Third Eye Bonus]
Sanity: 100/100
Stamina: 100/100
Health: 100/100
Mana: 9/9
Everything was maxed out, and his Agility was on the verge of leveling up. He deactivated the [Twilight Veil] and got the Nyxstar moving again. With the campfire for warmth, the cold wasn't so bad. By morning, they'd reach the white fog.
Three hours later, the sky suddenly brightened. It was far too early for dawn. A faint mist began to rise from the surface of the sea, thickening with unnatural speed. Within seconds, the Nyxstar was enveloped, visibility dropping to just a few meters. The temperature plummeted. Even standing by the fire, Yang Yi felt a chill. The world went silent.
He activated his third eye.
"No fog?"
In his alternate vision, the sea was perfectly clear. He checked the weather interface.
Fog has rolled in. Temperatures will drop further. Be wary of icebergs in the poor visibility!
Location: Extreme Winter Sea
Daylight: Polar Day
Temperature: -25~-18°C
"Polar day…" He was caught in a contradiction. His third eye, which had never been wrong before, saw no fog, but his normal eyes saw nothing but. Trusting his gut, he anchored the ship and went to wake Suna.
She opened the door and her words died in her throat as she saw the wall of white. He quickly explained the situation.
"The crystal ball is useless," he said. "The map is completely blank. And my left eye can't see the fog."
Suna collected a sample of the fog in a glass jar. It was tangible, a physical mist rising from the sea. It smelled only of salt and cold.
Meanwhile, Yang Yi checked the world chat. Other players were reporting the same phenomenon, the "polar day" and the blinding fog spreading at an incredible rate. Soon, the entire region was covered.
[System Announcement: A rare polar day phenomenon has occurred in the Extreme Winter Sea, accompanied by heavy fog and a drop in temperature. All players are advised to prepare for the cold. Due to the fog, the main sea chart function will be temporarily disabled.]
The chat exploded.
"This damn dog system loves its sneak attacks!"
"If I hit an iceberg, I'm toast!"
"And the black fog is still behind us! Now I can't even see how far away it is!"
Yang Yi put down his log and sat by the bow, staring out into the white abyss. He had a bad feeling that something was about to come out of the fog.
And he was pretty sure every other player was thinking the exact same thing.