In the end, Horson came to a conclusion.
The corpses of ordinary people were probably too fragile for Specter Ship. They were like rotten grass and branches.
However, at this moment, he suddenly thought of something!
"No, these corpses are still useful!”
Horson took a deep breath and clicked on an ancient attribute panel.
[Spirit Body: Enter the ghost form that cannot be selected. Immune to all physical attacks. Able to pass through any dense object at will. Requires burning of the corpse to maintain the energy of the ghost form.]
Instantly, his eyes lit up, and a look of surprise appeared once again.
The newly awakened supernatural characteristic of Specter Ship, Specter Ghost Body, seemed to be burning corpses to maintain its form. Why not use these corpses as coal?
It was also at this moment that Horson suddenly discovered that the Specter Ship, which had been upgraded to a four-masted ship, had a huge furnace in the rear cabin.
Different from ordinary furnaces, this large furnace burned with green flames. It did not seem to have any temperature, but to the corpse, it was extremely hot!
Ding! Captain! Discovered spirit crematorium!
A voice rang out in his mind, and Horson revealed a look of joy. He had finally confirmed the function of this thing.
" This thing should be used to burn corpses, so that the 'Green Forest' can enter the ghost state and provide the supernatural energy of the undead.”
Horson heaved a sigh of relief that he had not fished up these corpses in vain. Even if he could not add another skeleton sailor, he could at least use them as firewood.
"Cough cough, hardworking sailors, please put these corpses in the bottom of the cabin and preserve them!”
Of course, as the captain of the ghost ship, he couldn't do it himself. With free labor, Horson couldn't do it himself.
"Captain, put these corpses down there. What if they all rot and become smelly?”At this moment, John asked Horson with a puzzled expression.
Horson immediately slapped his head. This was indeed a thorny problem.
He only cared about the firewood for the crematorium and neglected the most important flaw of corpses, which was that they would rot and stink.
Moreover, it was on the humid sea, so the probability of this would obviously increase by several times.
Just as Horson was feeling helpless, a voice interrupted his train of thought.
"Captain, this is not a problem. Leave it to me, Thompson!”Thompson, who was wearing a black chef's uniform and holding a chopper, said confidently.
For a moment, the other skeleton sailors, as well as John and a few other humans, looked at it in confusion.
Chef Thompson, do you have any good ideas?
"Old Tang, what do you think?" Horson revealed a look of hope as he hurriedly asked.
Thompson chuckled and used the rotten kitchen knife in his hand to scrape his arm. Immediately, a layer of ashes fell off.
"As a qualified chef, how can I not have the ability to preserve fresh ingredients? As long as the ashes of the undead on my body are sprinkled on the corpses, they will not rot. It will not be a problem for them to be preserved for several years!”Thompson stroked his beard proudly and smiled.
"F * ck, you have such ability?”Horson was also surprised and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
This solved many of his current problems. Not only now, but he probably wouldn't have to worry about the shelf life of all the firewood he collected in the future!
Horson nodded his head in satisfaction. He immediately ordered Thompson and the other skeletons to deal with the pile of firewood. At the same time, he asked John and the others to assist him.
The ship immediately became busy, and every Undead Sailor stood at their posts.
The thick fog around them didn't dissipate just because of the destruction of the Sea Demon.
…………
The night sky was filled with stars.
In a quaint cabin of the Specter Ship, a few dim oil lamps were tottering. The simple light illuminated the entire room.
To Horson, compared to the cold on the deck at night, this was the last warm place on Specter Ship. At least it was an environment that normal humans could accept.
There was a small leather suitcase on the table.
The leather was covered with black stains that could not be washed off. The leather was hard, and it was obvious that it had been around for an extremely long time.
This was one of Horson's spoils of war today, the small leather suitcase he had obtained from the captain's cabin of the Sea Demon.
" I wonder what's inside…" Lying on the comfortable bench peacefully, Horson straightened his body and picked up the small suitcase.
The iron lock was broken, but the yellowed notebook and a leather scroll were still inside.
Horson cautiously poked it with his fountain pen, as if he was afraid that there might be poison or something inside the mechanism…After all, the movies in his previous life were not for nothing.
However, it was obvious that he was being paranoid.
After making sure that nothing was wrong, Horson reached into the box.
After pausing between the two items for a few seconds, he first picked up the yellowed old notebook and opened the first page in confusion.
There were lines of ancient words written on it with a black ink pen. The crooked handwriting was very clear.
"Fog Sea…mermaid…notebook!!？”
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