Grand Voyage : Surviving on a Ghost Ship
Ch. 150 - Information Release

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Yang Yi didn’t have time to carefully sift through the options, so he simply bought five iron plague doctor masks at a price of 2,000 Shell Coins each.

The masks were probably craftable, but the seller happened to have five on hand, all of which were bought by Yang Yi.

No matter whether he kept them as backups or sold them later on, he wouldn't lose out.

After switching to the new mask, the damned sweet scent was finally completely blocked out, replaced by a slightly pungent but invigorating medicinal smell.

Compared to the silver mask, the iron one lacked the ability to resist curses and was less effective at warding off plagues.

Fortunately, the scent-blocking effect remained, and that’s exactly what Yang Yi wanted!

Then, Yang Yi began to madly purchase sea salt, which was extremely cheap: 10 Shell Coins per kilogram. Almost no one would buy it for consumption; it was mostly used as a raw material for table salt.

He bought 32 tons in one go, filling the ship’s hold with cloth bags of sea salt, even stacking a fair amount in the ship’s central courtyard.

Luckily, he had the bone arms to do the heavy lifting, or it would have been a real hassle to move and organise everything.

The reason he stopped at 32 tons was because the Nightmare Star had entered a negative state: overloaded.

Its sailing speed dropped by 50%, and its turning agility decreased by 50%.

Yang Yi put one ton of sea salt into the ripened stomach, which resolved the issue.

After that, Yang Yi bought another litres of fresh water. That time, he packed it into cleaned wooden barrels, sealed with lids, and only then stopped his procurement spree.

Thus, his total expenditure was...

Yang Yi still had Shell Coins remaining in his account.

The entire process took about forty minutes, and the transaction was complete. But the matter wasn’t over yet. As Suna had said, the food on hand also needed to be sealed and made into cans, which couldn’t be done in a hurry.

Meanwhile, Suna conducted a check-up on Yang Yi’s body but found no abnormalities. She also drew some of his blood, saying she wanted to run some analyses.

As for the pufferfish...

After Suna buried it in even more salt, it finally... suffocated to death, its body shrivelled from dehydration.

"It’s confirmed now, salt has no special effect on organisms that haven’t reached the fourth stage," she concluded rigorously, then turned to look at Yang Yi.

"Do you want to try eating salt or taking a salt bath? Maybe it could remove that negative status."

She tossed the dead fish aside and invited Yang Yi.

"Uh... I don’t think that’s necessary. My mental attributes are high, and I’m not showing any symptoms," Yang Yi replied, quickly leaving the lab. Before he left, he reminded Suna not to take off her mask, not even when sleeping.

Otherwise, if both of them got infected, things would get much messier.

After leaving the lab, Yang Yi quickly composed himself and directed the bone arms to chop up all the food in the ship’s hold, including black bread, dried monkey meat, and dried fish.

Once everything was chopped, it would be canned and sterilised at high temperature, turning it into long-lasting canned food.

As for the taste, that wasn’t something to worry about.

While giving instructions, he also updated the information on the Bountiful Sea, adding data about the addictive nature of breathing and the craving for deliciousness. He then sent the information to Song Yingwen.

A few minutes later...

"This dangerous?" Song Yingwen exclaimed.

He was far from the Bountiful Sea and hadn’t been affected yet, but players in the chat channel were already noticing something unusual.

"The intel came just in time. No time to format it properly, we need to print it right away!" he said with urgency. "I’ll transfer the money to you later."

"Alright."

Yang Yi wasn’t worried about him skipping payment. He began checking the chat channel, where players were gradually reporting anomalies.

"Do you guys smell something really fragrant, super tempting, kind of sweet?"

"Forget the smell! Haul up the nets! The fish schools are going wild, come into my net, now!"

"Fish for sale!"

"Not long ago, some fool bought all 20 tons of my sea salt, so funny!"

"These fish clearly aren’t normal. I don’t recommend eating them."

"Try shining a light or a torch, have you noticed any white foam appearing on the sea surface?"

"Nope, everything’s normal here..."

"Have you guys gotten the ‘craving for deliciousness’ negative status?"

Yang Yi saw Suna’s message, it was exactly the question he’d been meaning to ask. The answer, of course, was no. The players were asking what that status even was.

"Looks like you need to inhale a certain amount," Suna replied cryptically, then went silent.

But Yang Yi understood her meaning. In other words, inhaling a small amount of the delicious air wouldn’t cause a negative status.

So, Yang Yi’s status was probably caused by inhaling a large amount of the delicious air after entering the Bountiful Sea. Just like how rationality loss isn’t immediately noticeable before descending into madness, Yang Yi hadn’t even noticed when he acquired it.

“The Maritime Weekly has been released, featuring exclusive intelligence on the Bountiful Sea provided by One-Eyed!!!”

The news of the weekly’s release appeared at the bottom of the chat channel.

“Praise the great One-Eyed, the one true god among us players!”

“Only a hundred Shell Coins? Buy, buy, buy!”

“Damn, could the one who just bought sea salt from me be One-Eyed?!”

A player who read the paper posted this comment. Almost at the same time, Yang Yi received a friend request, but he didn’t accept it.

After the weekly was released, the market immediately descended into chaos. Nearly all fleets and players scrambled to buy sea salt, causing the price to soar. Alongside that, the price of wood returned to five per unit, because many players decided to evaporate seawater themselves to produce sea salt, and if they acted quickly, it wasn’t too late.

Additionally, the price of odour-blocking masks nearly doubled.

Players capable of crafting iron plague doctor masks or similar items were likely in for a whole night of mask-making. 

Meanwhile, players kept reporting their locations, which made the extent of the delicious air’s spread clearer. It extended about 1,000 nautical miles beyond the Bountiful Sea and was still expanding, though at a slower rate.

Such a wide affected area suggested the concentration of the internal scent was extremely strong! Of course, it was also possible that some mysterious force was at play.

Players within the affected zone were retreating one after another to avoid developing negative statuses.

“Looks like some players are trying to approach the Bountiful Sea. I’m guessing in a few days, someone will attempt to venture inside…” Yang Yi speculated.

After all, with the sailing speeds, a distance of 1,000 nautical miles could be covered in just two days. 

But then, a sudden comment caught him off guard.

“I’m crying! Looks like One-Eyed has caught the Delicious Disease. He probably doesn’t have much longer!” 

(Many players were calling the “craving for deliciousness” negative status the “Delicious Disease.”)

“Tragic.”

“Tragic +1.”

“Thank you, One-Eyed, I’m out of here!”

“Is One-Eyed going to turn into a fat pig?”

“…”

Yang Yi was momentarily speechless and glanced at his own height and weight.

Height: 181 cm; Weight: 90 kg. He was in great shape, stronger and taller than he’d been before.

At the moment, he felt perfectly fine. He wasn’t particularly craving food; he just wanted something sweet.

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