Before Qi Jingtao could ask his third question, the sun had already risen. The two people before him, whether dead or alive, began to convulse violently. Then, as if they had come into contact with something highly corrosive, their bodies began to smoke and erode away until nothing remained.
The unnatural nature of the event needed no explanation. Qi Jingtao released his grip, watching the two clumps of tissue shrivel and turn into unrecognizable objects that twitched on the deck while emitting plumes of black smoke.
A foul stench filled the air, and as the sunlight spilled across the ghost ship, it left a sense of deep unease.
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