The bright sunlight shines on the quiet sea, and the gentle wind blows across the sea, setting off little rippling ripples.

A huge cargo ship pressed through the water and headed forward in the direction of the sun.

The old captain standing in the cab raised the telescope in his hand and stared at the scene in the distance.

In front of the ship, at the end of the field of vision, a seemingly vast and boundless thick fog blocked the way forward.

"How far are we from Newland Harbor?"

The captain put down the telescope in his hand and looked at the young crewman beside him who was operating the instrument.

"Less than twenty miles, sir."

The young crew member raised his head and glanced ahead. The vast thick fog could be clearly seen without a telescope. "Behind that thick fog should be the city-state of Newland."

"Can you contact Newland Harbor?"

The captain continued to pick up the telescope and asked in a low voice.

"could not be reached."

The young crew member responded quickly, "We have received no reply to all our outgoing calls."

He hesitated for a moment, looked at the thick fog, and said slowly, "This fog looks a bit weird."

On the vast sea, there are various mysterious legends circulating.

Facing the unknown waves and unknown monsters in the deep sea, people sailing on the sea will more or less believe in fate and gods.

They have taken this route so many times, but they have never seen such heavy fog around the city-state of Newland.

"May the goddess of storm and luck protect us,"

The captain sighed softly, and then whispered, "Reduce the speed and move closer slowly."

The huge cargo ship slowly sailed across the sea, passing far away from the islands and reefs scattered around the sea, and disappeared little by little into the thick fog.

And just after most of the ship's hull was submerged in the thick fog, the radio station on the operating platform suddenly rang.

The captain immediately picked up the radio and said, "Hello, this is the Acorn Tree, please say."

A slightly noisy voice came from the intercom,

"This is Port Velen. There is an unusually thick fog near the city-state of Newland. Please do not enter the dense fog area near the city-state of Newland. I repeat, please... sizzle... don't... sizzle... enter

Newland city-state...nearby...sizzling...dense fog..."

The captain raised his head, looked at the glass window of the cab that was covered by thick fog, and fell into a brief silence.

There was no more human voice coming from the radio, only a rustling background noise.

"Captain, the satellite positioning system has lost contact!"

A crew member in the back immediately shouted loudly.

"Where's the radar?!"

The first officer standing on the other side immediately shouted, "Is there any effect on the radar?"

"Radar... radar has no effect,"

A crew member looked at the radar control screen, swallowed, and said in a hoarse voice, "The radar shows that there is nothing around."

The entire cab fell into a brief silence.

There couldn't be nothing around them. Not far in front of them, there was an archipelago city-state composed of five main islands.

"Slow down and turn around, full left rudder, let's get out of here immediately!"

The captain turned to the radio in his hand, looked at the thick fog that had covered the entire ship, and shouted loudly.

The helmsman immediately turned the rudder like a whirlwind.

The entire huge ship began to turn according to the deflection of the steering gear.

boom--

A roar of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

The originally calm sea surface began to rise and fall rapidly and violently.

The heavy ship began to sway up and down, and seawater surged up from one side, slapping on the side of the ship, and then fell back to the sea. The entire ship gradually lost control.

"A storm, a storm!"

Some young crew members on the ship shouted uncontrollably.

Huge amounts of seawater fell from the sky like raindrops, splashing on the surface of the cab window.

Under the power of sea and storm, this huge ship is as light as a goose feather falling into the water, and it will be capsized by wind and waves at any time.

At this time, the captain pushed the helmsman aside and reached out to hold the rotating steering gear.

The rocking ship rocked the old captain's body around, the undulating sea surface crossed the flat deck, and the wavy sea water rushed across the deck surface and flowed down from all sides.

boom--

Glittering thunder streaked across the dense fog, roaring like the anger of a god.

"Look, what is that?"

One crew member grasped the edge of the wall and pointed overhead.

In the thick clouds and fog, it seemed as if something huge and long was passing by.

"It's a train! It's a train!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, "A train traveling in the sky!"

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"Oh my god, the train is flying in the sky, am I going to die?"

"A miracle! A miracle! The Storm Goddess save us!"

"Mom, I want to go home..."

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In the midst of the panic and commotion, the old captain calmly held the steering wheel and stared at the train passing through the clouds. The train was not moving very fast, as if it was waiting for them.

"Follow that car!"

Without hesitation, the old captain suddenly turned the steering gear and returned to the right direction.

At this moment, it was too late to turn the ship around. The giant ship moved forward in the undulating waves, following the trajectory of the train in the mist, and sailed into the deepest part of the storm.

After an unknown amount of time, the violent storm seemed to gradually subside, leaving only the sound of sea water dripping from the side of the ship.

Dots of light appeared in the thick fog ahead, and as the giant ship moved forward, the last wisp of mist parted from it.

The bright sunshine finally shined on the water-splashed windows again.

At some point, the 'guiding' train in front had disappeared, leaving only the shining sunlight shining on the sparkling sea.

"We survived."

"Did we get through the fog?"

"Is this Newland Harbor?"

There were low sighs from the crowd, like sobs.

The captain holding the steering wheel swayed and almost fell down. He held the edge of the steering wheel, picked up the telescope, and looked around.

There is no huge island looming ahead, only the endless sea.

"This is Port Velen, the Acorn Tree, can you hear me? Please note, please do not enter the outskirts of Newland City..."

A rustling human voice still came from the dropped radio.

The old captain staggered to the door, opened the driver's cab door, held his hands on the side of the ship, and looked ahead, the boundless sea fell into his eyes.

He turned around, and behind him was a hazy fog with many shadows.

This is not Newland Harbor, but a place not far from where they just entered the thick fog.

They followed the train 'through' the thick fog, but they did not reach behind the thick fog, and instead returned to the starting point.

At this moment, the old captain's eyes fell on a small island in the distance.

He picked up the telescope and looked there.

An old stone house that looked to be at least a hundred years old stood on the island, and in front of the door of the stone house, on the edge of the sea, stood a tall and thin figure.

His eyes were staring into the depths of the thick fog, as if he was thinking about something.

And almost at the same time that the old captain noticed the figure, the figure also seemed to notice that the old captain was looking at him. He turned his head, looked in the direction of the old captain, and nodded slightly to the old captain.

The old captain slowly put down the telescope, took off the tight hat fixed on his head, leaned slightly in that direction, and bowed.

Then he put away his hat and walked slowly back to the cab.

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To be continued...