Creator's Steam Fairy

The little bird doesn't have it, it just chews worms and drops something pretty nasty under the tree.

This cruel and merciless nature.

【Drip drip】

Terrible, it was the artificial prompt from the system lady.

[Mission, a good dog will block the knife for its master, don't die]

Block the knife?To block the knife for Fenmao?

Tumei was about to ask in detail, but suddenly felt as if an invisible hand pinched her soul and stroked it from top to bottom.

It has a premonition that if it moves around, it will be easily crushed to death - the way of death when the soul is annihilated, leaving only the body.

【Your words are fine, let's go】

When her eyes went dark, Tumei passed out.

In a trance, the body seemed to be weightless, and it seemed to pass through many empty bubbles, and then the spirit was suddenly awakened.

The innate intuition of fear of death was alarmed, and it rolled over like a rabbit, narrowly dodging the sword blade that fell from the top of its head.

Looking at the long-eared guinea pig that suddenly fell from the ceiling, Luria always felt a little familiar.

Before she had time to think about it, she was nervous because she was in this strange place, and she drew out a sword.

The long-eared guinea pig that was half dead just now, lying on its belly with its belly upright, suddenly rolled over and dodged her attack with extremely agile movements.

It really is a monster, right?

She was about to raise the sword again, but she saw the long-eared guinea pig lying on the ground suddenly, revealing its white fur belly, looking at her with pitiful eyes.

More familiar.

When did she know the long-eared guinea pig?

Staring at the belly and thinking about it for a long time, Luo Liya finally remembered, isn't this the "ancient beast" she took in that was called a rare beast?

Luo Liya really couldn't tell the appearance of the long-eared guinea pig, so she asked with a sword in her hand, "Rabbit beauty?"

The long-eared guinea pig immediately stood up and nodded hurriedly.

It seemed that Tumei was right, she asked again: "How did you get here?"

Tumei's hairy face fell into a sluggish... It can't explain such a complicated problem with only body movements.

Luria circled the long-eared guinea pig around and around, but she couldn't see anything unusual, but she couldn't figure out how it got here... Could it be that Sasha did it?

But why did Sasha throw a useless long-eared guinea pig in front of her?

Can't figure it out.

If you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it. If you think too much, you will lose your hair.

So she could only say to Tumei: "Forget it, keep up, and be careful not to be bitten to death by ghosts and corpses."

Hearing words such as ghost, corpse, and killing, Tumei trembled with red eyes, and the white hair on her body stood up.

It Tumei is just a little rodent who only loves to exercise!How could it be possible to deal with these things?

Look at Fenmao's sword, it's super fierce!

Does it look like it can protect the pink fur?

looks like?

……

Harper opened the spare parts box at the bottom of the bilge, and touched the glass tubes by the flames burning in the boiler.

As the second officer in charge of equipment, he knew everything about the ship well. Soon, he replaced the special lamp holder on the bulkhead with a new carbon arc lamp, moved a large number of push rods, and started the steam turbine.

The teeth-sickening noise sounded, but it brought them hope.

Should we marvel at Britannia's great shipbuilding technology?The poorly maintained and very old looking steam turbines are working.

With the intermittent whine of the generator, the carbon arc lamps in the entire engine room were lit up.

"Add more charcoal and fire up the boiler!"

The two men in formal suits had thrown their coats somewhere, and their high-collared white shirts were also stained in large areas, but they wiped their sweaty heads with hands covered in soot regardless of their image.

Boilers and steam are not only the cornerstone of contemporary civilization, but also a symbol of strength.

The light and heat brought by this power dispel the dark cold and give people a sense of security.

Harper, the Oasis's second officer, had finished his work, exhausting all his strength by leading the passengers to one of the engine rooms by a small gas lamp.

He couldn't figure out what was going on around him, he just went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of wine, but it seemed that he had gone decades later in the blink of an eye.

The captain is gone, and most of the passengers are gone, and now he is the top person in charge of the cruise ship.

Suppressing his fear of his surroundings, he did his best to search for the passengers and lead them to what he thought was safe.

There's plenty of spare parts and contingency supplies near the engine room, and they're the first to find some preservative water and... dry food preservative.

And some sticky medicines that I don't know if they can still be used.

After taking a breath, he couldn't help thinking wildly. He didn't dare to think about the most terrifying possibility, so he attributed this abnormality to a sudden climate change or other reasons that could barely be explained by science.

In short, Harper thought so, let's wait for rescue here first.

Mr. Westwood has several companies in Londinium. Once they find that the Oasis is missing, they should immediately call the police, and then the municipal authorities will always find a way to rescue them.

He turned his attention to the passengers he had rescued. The two gentlemen who could be seen never shoveled coal, one was a manager of a trading company, and the other was a senior bank employee in the City of Finance.

The lady with a serious face is said to be a classroom of a girls' school.

The horrified Ginger next to her... the red-haired lady was, thankfully, a doctor.

Although a veterinarian.

But humans can also be regarded as a kind of beast, can’t they?

"We... are we okay?"

Miss veterinarian, Tamara shrank herself closer to the loud steam turbine, "There is food and water, as well as coal and electricity..."

"Who can guarantee this kind of thing? Where is the captain?" Mrs. Besimo, who had been silent all the way, suddenly burst out, "I want to see him! Why did we have such bad luck! I demand compensation and an apology, otherwise……"

Otherwise, she has a sweet student who works for the Daily Telegraph and Morning Post.

Although it is just a tabloid office that has just been established.

But the exclusive report of a wealthy businessman in the Southern Continent researching evil witchcraft to harm passengers—maybe it will be a sensation?

Mrs. Bessemo decided that no matter what, she would confide this painful experience... The middle-aged female teacher who claimed to have seen countless people glanced at the timid girl who looked very much like the few girls in her class. The ginger-headed veterinarian, a useless villain, couldn't help feeling disgusted.

I don't know if it's for professional reasons, but she always looks at young women with serious malice.

Chapter 102 Rabbit Beauty's Scream

"Aid will arrive." Harper tried his best to keep his tone calm, just like he encountered difficult problems at work in the past, "it should be on the way now."

Mrs. Bessemo wanted to say something more, but suddenly saw the two men who shoveled coal stopped their shovels and looked at her unkindly.

That's like saying that if you talk nonsense, come and work.

Ah.

Mrs. Besimo curled her lips in disdain for these uneducated things, but finally closed her mouth.

When it really comes to a critical moment, you can see clearly what these things that usually claim to be gentlemen look like.

"It's almost enough, brother." The senior bank employee patted his companion's vest, wiped his hands, and said to the shivering veterinarian with a smile: "We have steam, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

It's not mysterious magic, it's not a god who is illusory or never existed, it's the great power of human beings themselves.

"Yes, we still have food and water."

Tamara nodded quickly and agreed in a low voice, as if it would cheer her up.

"Food?" screamed Mrs. Bessemer. "You call those solutions food?"

It's disgusting to see, those preservatives added to dry food, and so are these people who are still pretending.

But no one took her sarcasm seriously.

The two men sat on the edge of the boiler and stared at the pointer, chatting in low voices, while the shy Tamara tried to get closer to them... Harper rested with his face covered in his chair and his eyes closed. He always felt tired Sleepy again.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet and peaceful.

Perhaps it is the light that brings a sense of security, and the beast in people's hearts retreats into the dark cave again?

Even Mrs. Bessemo couldn't help getting closer to the stove, and rarely had any desire to speak.

ten minutes later.

"You said..." Perhaps after confirming her safety, Tamara seemed less afraid, and asked her doubts in a low voice: "Why is there still water in the boiler?"

Hearing this, Harper, who was half leaning on a broken chair, immediately straightened up and stared at the mottled boiler that looked like it had been scrapped for a long time.

Yeah, why is there still water in the boiler?

Everything on the ship seems to have been devastated for a long time, why is there still water in the boiler?

Harper clearly knows every parameter of these equipments. This is not a secret technology, it is just an ordinary steam turbine boiler. The quality may be good, but the airtightness is far from enough to prevent the water from slowly evaporating.

Everyone understood this, and all stared at the broken boiler and the steam turbine that was constantly leaking some white gas as it was running.

Where does the water come from?

Who added the water?

No one ever added water to the boiler!

As if responding to everyone's questions, the leaked steam gradually became thicker, lingering like mist, the generator seemed to be screaming, and the lights flickered.

Those steam turned into dark red old blood.

Tamara first screamed and hid behind the two men, and then saw the coal she stepped on—where is there any coal, some kind of dark red rotting animal tissue under her feet.

The coal, too, was a heap of dead bones and rotting flesh.

She let out a more shrill scream, turned and squeezed Mrs. Besimo who was closest to the door, and fled into the darkness.

How can there be any short-term peace.

What awaited them was nothing but horrific despair.

……

Do you want to sleep?

Luria rubbed her eyes and couldn't help feeling drowsy. The pocket watch seemed to be broken, and this ghostly place has been shrouded in boundless darkness. She couldn't figure out how long it had been, but she always felt like she had stayed up all night. .

so tired.

But even though she was asleep, she could maintain the magic ball of light to disperse the darkness, but there must be someone on guard.

Look at the brown-haired young man who has gradually turned from fear to curiosity, stretching his neck like a giraffe to look around; look at the trembling feet of Tumei who has doubled images.

She sighed softly.

Who dares to trust these two night watchmen?

If only the Night Watch Champion was here... For the first time since we parted, she missed Alice.

From a practical point of view.

grumble!

Tumei opened its three-petal mouth with two silly rabbit teeth and let out a cry.

Do long-eared guinea pigs know how to bark?

Loria was amazed!

She flicked the ball of light and pushed it in the direction of the terrified gaze of Usagi who was hugging her ankle, illuminating a winding staircase leading to the lower deck.

Isn't that where she heard the captain talking when she played peek-a-boo?

Loria squinted her eyes and looked carefully for a long time, but she didn't find anything unusual.

But Tumei, who was holding her feet, trembled even more.