I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain

Southern Continent, Whiskey Peak.

"Boom—"

An advanced blasting team installed a solidification bomb at the foot of the mountain. After the fuse was ignited, the gunpowder loaded was ignited, immediately causing the boulder to burst, and a miniature mushroom cloud formed by airflow and smog slowly rose.

A large piece of gravel flying debris splashed everywhere, immediately making gunpowder smoke and lime permeate the bottom of the peak,

The mixed smoke even obscured large areas.

"Huh~"

A man in a white coat with beautiful roses embroidered on it stood close to the blast, raised his hand and breathed indifferently at the mist.

The light air blown out of the mouth immediately turned into a fierce wind, wrapping the cloud of smoke under the mountain peak and flying farther and farther.

An obvious huge pit at the bottom of the mountain appeared in front of everyone, and the tunnel leading to the interior had begun to take shape.

In addition to the members of the directional blasting team, there were four or five people in similar costumes, and they looked serious from the moment they arrived.

Seeing that the hole had been blasted open, it quickly approached like a collapsed position.

"Marco, are you sure the entrance of the passage is here? There is no restriction here, and I don't think there is any need to use an inefficient tool like explosives. It would be too time-consuming."

"It's better to be careful. This is the great heritage of that era, and it's just one of the insignificant locations. The Golden City will not be discovered so easily. The Incasso civilization is more magnificent than we know."

A man wearing high-frequency glasses with an indifferent expression responded.

"Is Ingaso's royal capital including that city on the Whiskey Peak?"

"Now I can only confirm that this was the landmark entrance of Ingaso, at least in the records, it points to this mountain. However, the topographical features, geological structures, and names recorded a century ago will change over time.

However, even if the records are biased, they are not too far from the center, and we can still get some information-bearing objects nearby. "

"I believe you, Marco, you are the best historian at Tabur University. No one can do better than you."

The man in white who blew away the smoke nodded his head. He trusted the archaeologists in the organization very much. Although he was only a Sequence 6 adventurer, this person possessed an astonishing amount of knowledge.

Received the elite education of the Seven Schools Alliance, and can read all the texts for centuries, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a national treasure.

The membership standard of the Rosicrucian Society is not low. In addition to being a descendant of the extinct capital of the Southern Continent, one must also be proficient in at least one discipline. The strict standard makes people feel daunted.

The man in white then wanted to see another companion who came this time, "Mr. Capac, what do you think the kid from Capet's family thinks? We can't go on with our speculation alone. Even mining is a small business." Little fuss."

The fellow artisan demigod, Manco Capac, was combing his soft blond hair so as not to be stuck by the dust from the explosion,

"He needs time to digest the potion of Sequence 5, although this is a fact, although he has made a promise, he must still want to continue to delay and swallow the contents.

That child has the most information, and the longer it takes, the better it will be for him.

I've never liked negotiating deals with such dishonest people. "

"Then why..."

"The power of 'Hoarfrost' is very strong, far beyond our imagination.

Even if I fight alone, I can't beat him. And from what I know of that kid's past, he absolutely hates being forced to do something, and would rather die than let us do what we want.

Even if we send other people to take him down, it will be difficult to get information out of his mouth, and it will be bad. "

Manco Capac is quite aware of this. He has done enough homework before. After Manco said his frustration, he added another sentence:

"Fortunately, he doesn't have much time and won't stay in the Southern Continent for too long. He will return to Göttinghagen soon, and he will return as a demigod, otherwise it will be meaningless.

So in the short term, our little Mr. Capet must let the Ingaso civilization see the light of day again. "

Those who were traveling with him immediately realized, "Could it be related to the war in the Northern Continent?"

The historian and intelligence officer named Marco put his hand on his chin: "Two or three months? Or a year or so, who knows, it might be tomorrow.

It is only a matter of time before the war begins. Baia's army has transferred 30 divisions to the western front in the past few months, nearly one-third of its strength. He also traveled frequently with allies of the two countries to continue to increase the bargaining chip for the war.

Lantis also continued to strengthen their steel defense line, and the daily consumption of the two countries was astronomical. "

"Speaking of which, Baia's prime minister was actually attacked. This incident ignited the anger of the Baia people. I'm afraid it's unreasonable not to fight."

"People from Landis?"

"No, Hill Palace made a move."

When exchanging information, several members of the Rosicrucian Society smiled meaningfully at the same time.

In the face of the great enemy, it is hard to imagine what kind of thoughts the person on the throne has in mind, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the inner ghost.

"found it!"

There was news from the excavation team over the blast hole.

Someone hurriedly took the things dug from the depths of the ruins and gave them to more professional people in the organization for appraisal.

It was a pile of objects that had been turned into scrap iron, and there were several crushed pipes. Because of their heavy weight, it took several people to lift them together.

"Show me."

The historian Marco went up involuntarily, and wiped off the debris on it with his hands.

Turning on the hunter's senses to explore, I groped my palms on the pile of scrap iron for a long time, looking, smelling, asking, and cutting, but I couldn't see why.

The cultural relics of the Ingaso Empire in his memory did not match the same impression.

"It has been buried in the ground for too long, and it has lost its original appearance. Judging from the texture, it is highly abandoned. It is so old that it is about to decay. It is difficult for me to restore it. I think it must be an object from the third era. .”

"Third era?"

The man in white and the others just now were a little surprised. They never expected that the pile of ordinary scrap iron had such a long history, but no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a cultural relic.

"Are you sure? But why do I feel like this is the engine of a machine, like a steam car."

Manco Capac stroked his chin. He in the artisan sequence has a very high sensitivity to this kind of products, and he can already count them just by looking at them.

"In this way, there are some similarities."

"Third Epoch? Could it be not long ago?"

"Marco, it's not that we don't believe you, it's just that it seems to be the wreckage of an engine."

Several people in the same group subconsciously shifted their eyes to Marco, leaving only weird questioning eyes.

Historian Marco felt embarrassed when his companions questioned his professional standards. He gently pushed his glasses up and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

"There's nothing wrong with it, even if it's an engine wreck, it must be an engine from the Third Epoch. It's a miracle that this level of corruption has survived until now.

Maybe... maybe the technology in Guingaso's time was like this, it was a normal thing. "

...

"Steam engine or something else?"

Tu Fu raised his brows inadvertently when he read this section of the logbook. The strong sense of separation always gives him the illusion that time and space are reversed.

It's like someone telling you that the Qing soldiers were holding RPGs, driving a cruiser, and after using the navigator to lock the target, a Dongfeng missile would beat the crap out of the seven-nation coalition forces.

But this is exactly what was recorded in Captain Arthur's logbook.

"On January 15 (rest day), what we saw and heard in this strange country subverted our imagination.

They have 'cars' that drive on the road, flying machines with two spiral wings in the sky, and metal boxes that can send messages to each other across two places...

Seeing such a scene seems to be in a dream. They can skillfully manipulate the use of electricity, and can launch a powerful attack from an iron pipe, which can kill people with just one blow.

In our country, swords, swords, bows and crossbows are still used on the battlefield. The three-masted wooden sails we ride are already the most advanced equipment in the shipbuilding industry, but they can enter the sea on iron-clad ships...

We people are like a group of ants living in the jungle, never looking up at the sky, and suddenly one day the jungle we live on disappears, only to realize that it is actually a giant elephant. "

Even the well-informed Captain Arthur used such an evaluation, which shows how shocked they were when they landed on this continent.

"Steam engine? Electric generator? Or internal combustion engine?"

It's not easy for Tu Fu to judge the technological level of the Ingaso Empire, he just got some hints from the few words in the records.

But he can be sure that the civilization of the southern continent at that time has surpassed the level of the northern continent today, and is more inclined to the direction of practical electricity.

"Could it be that there were traversers before me? The industrial revolution was launched in advance, so why didn't even a single cultural relic remain."

Tu Fu didn't dare to think about it, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he felt.

The chances of lower civilizations discovering higher civilizations are extremely low, let alone eliminated.

Although in my impression, lower civilizations have eliminated higher civilizations many times in history because of the corruption and contradictions within civilizations, but eventually lower civilizations will be assimilated by higher civilizations.

Just like the current Southern Continent, it is also part of the assimilation.

But as far as the development direction of Picasso's technology is concerned, it is not worse than the current North Continent at all.

However, a century after Captain Arthur and others arrived in the southern continent, the two continents are still in an isolated state without communication with each other. This matter is worth thinking about.

"January 18 (Wednesday), overcast.

After a lot of thinking, we finally met the king who ruled this continent. He greeted us with a grand VIP welcome ceremony.

We took the initiative to express our intention to come, but He expressed his unwillingness to establish diplomatic relations with our country, which would only bring the disaster of this continent to another continent in advance.

He says so to us.

"Ingaso is now facing an unprecedented predicament and needs to fight with all the strength of the country." "