"Alright, listen up," Yang Yi laid out everything he knew for Suna, detailing the sheer size of the glacier and the frozen ship entombed within it."I'm going to check out that ship. There should be more clues over there. It definitely didn't just fly onto a glacier for no reason. It must have been sailing, ran into… something, and got frozen in place." he stated his theory. He wanted to understand what the hell happened. That way, if he ever found himself in the same boat, he’d be prepared.Suna didn't object, even saying she wanted to go along, but Yang Yi shot that down instantly.His reasons were solid and straight to the point: Suna wasn't agile enough, she'd easily get lost in the fog, and her bow would be next to useless. It was far safer for Yang Yi to go alone.Besides, he had plenty of trump cards to keep himself alive.With the decision made, Yang Yi first launched a few stones from the catapult. They slammed into the glacier, leaving small craters and sending chips of ice flying.That proved the ice was incredibly thick; a person could walk on it without any problems.The real concerns were the white fog and whatever dangers might be lurking within it. The fog crippled visibility. Without his third eye, he could only see a few meters ahead. Even with a torch, that range only extended to a dozen meters or so. Trying to find a ship frozen two nautical miles away in this soupy mess was practically impossible—you couldn't even find your target.Only Yang Yi, with his ability to see through the fog, could pull this off.He glanced at the temperature.Nearing the glacier, it had already dropped to minus 33 degrees. It would only get colder the deeper he went. The environment within the glacier was going to be brutal.With a firm grasp of the situation, Yang Yi began his preparations.First, he checked his stats.Sanity: 98/100Stamina: 92/100Health: 100/100Everything was close to max.He layered up, putting on his fire-fleece sweater set, the sharkskin swimsuit, his down jacket, a scarf, webbed gloves, and fleece-lined boots, with a layer of chainmail tucked under the down jacket for good measure. The Captain's Coat was useless; its stat bonus disappeared when covered by the jacket.After final preparations, Yang Yi maneuvered the Nyxstar into a suitable docking position where an outcropping of ice offered a perfect landing spot.After one last check of his potions and supplies, Yang Yi climbed down.The moment his boots hit the ice, a blast of arctic air hit him, carrying fine ice crystals that stung his face. He adjusted his scarf to cover everything but his eyes.The temperature was minus 35. He could handle it.Thwip!A flaming arrow landed by his feet. It was a wooden arrow from Suna, coated in Pale Worm grease so it would burn for a while without extinguishing. A firestarter, delivered from afar.Yang Yi pulled a prepared torch from his worm-ring and lit it. He'd brought five of these, each wrapped in cloth and soaked in the same grease for a long burn time. He couldn't keep his third eye active forever, so a torch was essential. Otherwise, he'd be blind beyond two or three meters.Ready, Yang Yi gave the Nyxstar an "OK" sign, then held the torch high and walked into the white mist.The wind was a howling, bone-chilling gale, far worse here than on the open sea.Yang Yi pressed forward, keeping a close eye on the dropping temperature. It plummeted as he went deeper, quickly approaching minus forty degrees. The source of the cold seemed to be the frozen ship itself, located to the northeast. He stayed vigilant, his pace measured. With his limited vision, the last thing he needed was a monster popping out of the ice.Thankfully, the journey was uneventful, aside from the discomfort of the biting wind and cold. At below forty degrees, even the fleece sweater and down jacket couldn't fully keep the chill at bay.By the time he neared the ship, the temperature was close to minus forty-five. The ship itself was probably colder than fifty below."Gotta make this quick!"He flipped up his eyepatch and climbed aboard from the bow. He'd chosen this spot because that's where the ship's owner had died.The man was completely naked, frozen solid in his final pose, hands gripping the ship's wheel. He'd been flash-frozen into an ice sculpture, but the arrogant, wild look was still plastered on his face, as if someone had hit the pause button on time itself. Whatever happened, it happened fast; there was no trace of pain on his face, only the look of a man continuing his fiery voyage.Three large, extinguished bonfires surrounded him, their pyres holding frozen, partially-burned Pale Worm tentacles under a thick layer of white frost.Yang Yi stood on the bow, not moving immediately, instead scanning the deck. He flicked his right hand, and a dart shot out, embedding itself squarely in the captain's eye socket.No blood spurted out. It was like stabbing a stone statue. Half the man’s head shattered, exploding in a shower of icy fragments. The frozen body was incredibly brittle, like fine porcelain.Yang Yi waited five seconds. When nothing jumped out, he walked toward the corpse and picked up the two orbs of light on the ground. They had just dropped, which meant his initial assumption was wrong.The man hadn't been dead, just frozen. His dart had delivered the final blow.[You have obtained 3300 Conch Coins][You have obtained the Big Cotton Coat Recipe, requires Cloth*50]Yang Yi collected the orbs and pulled the dart from the ice sculpture, causing the rest of the man's head to crumble to the deck. At the same time, he received the man's information.[Name: Ma Hou][Description: A ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) frozen corpse]Yang Yi glanced at the frost already crystallizing on his gloves. Ma Hou's body temperature… must have been terrifyingly low.The entire deck was coated in frost. Even with his fleece-lined boots, Yang Yi felt as though he were walking barefoot on a block of ice. His guess of minus fifty was probably wrong. The temperature on this ship was even lower.He did a quick sweep of the deck but found nothing out of the ordinary. It was as if the ship had sailed into a current of super-chilled air that had snuffed out the fires, frozen the ship, its captain, and even the sea itself. He still had no clue where the cold was coming from.[You have occupied the Courage. It can now be dismantled.]The dismantling prompt appeared, confirming there were no other players aboard.He headed for the ship's cabin. The door was ajar, its surface covered in scorch marks.Suddenly, a strange, faint electrical hum emanated from within.Zzzt… Zzzt…At the same time, a bolt of blue, spectral light shot out, hurtling straight for Yang Yi.

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