"Dad, do we have to go fishing so early?"
Pier, a small fishing boat.
A child of about ten years old forced his sleepy eyes to open and asked.
My father was untying the ropes tied to the dock and getting ready to set sail.
"The world has changed again recently. I heard from people who came back that the wind and waves have become stronger."
"But I heard that the dangerous and damn fog was found outside and it has receded a lot. Some people went to explore, but the fog has also become thicker."
"I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."
The father talked to himself, not caring whether his son could understand or not.
But what he said next frightened his son.
"The Great Destruction is coming. Are you afraid of those scary and weird monsters?"
The child nodded, those were the things he feared the most.
"Afraid, then we have to set sail early and catch more fish, so that we don't have to be busy later, and we can hide safely in the church of Dagon's secret sect."
"May the great sleeping god bless us."
"Ph'
glui mglw'
afh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'
agl fhtag
.”
After the father untied the rope, he held his hands and prayed.
And muttered a string of words that were obscure and difficult to understand, unlike any language that could be created by humans or any known life form.
His father actually didn't understand, but it was passed on to him by the potion masters who obtained their power from Cthulhu in Dagon's secret sect.
Tell him this is a prayer to the great being Cthulhu.
The child also imitated his father's example and began to pray.
And the man woke up and started to help his father with things.
The steam engine started, the boiler burned, and the child threw in the coal piled in the warehouse.
For the steam city that has developed to this day, white steam, which is already rare, begins to puff into the sky through the chimneys.
Magic energy has been fully popularized, and the performance improvement it brings cannot be compared to that of steam engines.
But the only advantage of using a steam engine is that coal is cheaper than magic energy.
It's just that steam engines are hard to find. The steam engines used by their ships are all handed down from their ancestors.
Moreover, the fishing boats are also equipped with magic machines, but they are usually used when returning home.
After determining the direction to move forward, he looked at his son who was covered in black from burning charcoal.
His father touched his head: "When we have money next year, we will buy a larger pure magic fishing boat. Then we won't have to burn charcoal."
After hearing this, the son shouted happily: "I want to be the captain!"
Gradually we sailed far away, and two days later we reached the sea where fish swarm.
My father lights up the lights around the fishing boat to attract fish, and then lowers a large net to catch them.
Those strange-looking and extremely ugly fish gradually gathered together.
Every pull is a pretty good harvest.
The father wiped the sweat from his forehead with an excited smile on his face.
If nothing else, we can fill up the cabin and go back early this time.
But if nothing else happens, accidents are about to happen.
Unconsciously, the sky gradually became gloomy.
This is a sign before a storm is coming.
But my father didn't pay attention at first. According to experience, it will be a long time before the complete storm comes.
Even though his fishing boat was small before coming completely.
But it was strong enough. This was something he believed in extremely. Otherwise, he would not have led them to escape safely from various huge waves and storms so many times.
But as time gradually passed, a thin layer of mist began to spread under the dark sky.
Father frowned, this was not a good thing.
Once you lose your way at sea, it's not good.
My father decided to start the return voyage.
After putting away all the fishing tools, the fishing boat started again.
But as they continued sailing, they could roughly discern the direction through experience at first.
The fog behind was getting thicker and thicker, and it was covered by dark clouds. Except for the lights of their own fishing boats, no external light could shine in.
The entire sea was pitch black, and the areas illuminated by lights were filled with rolling fog.
They are like a lonely boat drifting on the bottomless abyss, and in the abyss, no one knows what terrifying things exist.
Having lost his way, my father did not dare to drive carelessly, otherwise he might go further and further away.
We had to stop here temporarily and wait for the fog to dissipate.
He also turned on the emergency lights on the fishing boat, hoping that other fishing boats passing by would see it.
The child looked at the dark surroundings with extreme fear, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
"Dad, I'm afraid, why don't we go back?"
His father immediately calmed him down.
"Don't be afraid. Being afraid will only make you more afraid. Have you forgotten what I told you before?"
"We must respect the Sea of Death, but don't be afraid. Fear will only make more bad things happen, you know?"
The child nodded in understanding.
"Be good, we'll go back as soon as the fog clears."
They began to wait for the fog to dissipate, but the result was not at all what they expected.
A strong wind blew from the sea, but the fog was not blown away.
On the contrary, it seemed to be more intense. With the huge wind rolling crazily and the whistling wind, it was like a ghost wailing with its teeth and claws.
Even more terrifying.
The waves brought by the strong wind also began to rock the fishing boat violently.
The storm may be coming early.
Father frowned, this was the worst weather he had ever encountered so far, bar none.
Although the child's face tried hard to keep his father's words of not being afraid, his eyes were already full of fear.
We must drive away from here now, even if we are going in the wrong direction.
The use of the steam engine was stopped and the more powerful magic energy machine was turned on.
With the strong wind and big waves turbulent, the fishing boat began to sail again.
But as the voyage continued, although the fog subsided a little, the wind and waves became stronger.
Huge waves washed over and hit the fishing boat heavily, rocking it.
It feels like I will fall into this bottomless abyss at any time.
My father was trying his best to steer the ship, but to no avail.
The direction I had just corrected was immediately deflected by a huge wave.
Under the wind and waves, their fishing boat was like a toy.
He even wondered if he was going in the wrong direction and heading towards the center of the storm.
But all thoughts were quickly blown away by a huge wave.
This blow almost overturned the fishing boat. The contents of the fishing boat were scattered all over the floor, and the father and child also hit the fishing boat.
The father, whose head was bleeding and bleeding, covered his head and quickly hugged the crying child.
He knew that they might be doomed this time, and he could only pray that they could survive the storm smoothly.
Although my father knew that the chance of this was very small, because a huge wave could capsize their boat at any time.
But my father still began to pray. This was the only thing he could do now.
But just as the father finished praying, the child he was holding immediately pointed in a direction and shouted:
"Look, there's light there! It seems like a ship is coming!"
The father opened his eyes and looked in the direction his son pointed.
In the storm and fog in the distance, a faint green light was emitted, and the shadow of a large ship was revealed.
And without fear of the storm, it sailed straight towards them.
My father was stunned when he saw the shadow of the big ship, because that type of ship had been eliminated decades ago.
And I have never seen a ship using green lights.
