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Second floor public rest area.

Nathan was leaning back on the sofa, twirling an exquisite flip-top pocket watch in his hand, listening to Luigi recount his experiences in Wonka's room.

Ivan and Sean sat back to back on the carpet, ignoring each other.

Like two dogs sulking.

Aurora was examining Liv's body. The Sirens' power had fully recovered to its original level, but her mental state was still somewhat weak.

"He seemed very cooperative, but I felt he had ulterior motives."

Louis concluded.

Nathan snorted. "That old guy looks like he's got a lot of bad intentions."

Just then.

Suddenly, a strange creaking sound came from the ceiling, and dust began to fall.

"What happened?"

Ivan stood up warily and looked up.

Everyone looked up.

The ceiling above their heads was... disappearing?!

Like something erased with an eraser, the chandelier, decorative plaster moldings, and wooden ceiling all distorted in silence and then vanished into thin air.

Soon, a large square hole appeared in the ceiling.

"The ship is sinking?!"

Estin was so frightened that he grabbed Liv and tried to run away.

As soon as they finished speaking, they watched in disbelief as a section of the ceiling adjacent to the large hole twisted and fell off, then was immediately swallowed by the blue light.

"Calm down."

Nathan breathed a sigh of relief. "It's the boss."

A head peeks out from the edge of the square opening, above which is relatively brighter natural light.

Wait...wait...

Natural light?!

If I remember correctly, this is the second floor... What about the two floors above?!

Behind him, Klaus continued working diligently, while Noah floated beside him like a ghost.

"Boss!"

Ivan looked up, shocked, and exclaimed, "What are you doing? Destroying the house?!"

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Calmly disassemble a piece of flooring that was just removed from the side and answer:

"Keep a low profile and don't get spotted. This way you'll have a better view."

Everyone: "..."

Is this a more open-ended question?

If they keep tearing it down, they'll have to stand in the lobby on the first floor!

The third floor and above used to be the safest and most luxurious place on the ship, but now only a few pipes are left standing haphazardly, looking like a giant skeleton that has been completely eaten away, exposed forlornly between the sea and the sky.

And with the third-floor floor...

It also involved the removal of the second-floor ceiling.

The people on the second floor looked up as the sky grew brighter.

"I think we'll soon be standing on the rooftop..."

Estin and Aurora muttered to themselves.

Apart from the pipes, the upper level was devoid of the writhing flesh and blood found on the bottom of a ship; it was all metal, wood, and stone.

For Klaus, two seconds is a wall.

"Boss, the partitions here have been dismantled too."

Now the second floor and above have become an open-air plaza. The engineer wiped his sweat and looked at the progress bar of his proficiency with satisfaction.

Current proficiency: 4400/10000

A casual glance at the ever-increasing stock in the warehouse put me in a good mood; the quantities of iron, copper, and wood were so plentiful they required turning the page.

Although most of them may be used up soon.

Before that.

They even ransacked Wonka's room. Besides finding a familiar face among the old artifacts—a broken astrolabe—they also accidentally unearthed a black slate and a model boat while dismantling a table.

The boat is made of wood, but the grain on the deck is clearly visible, the masts and sails are meticulously crafted, and even the mini lifebuoys on the side of the boat are reproduced.

Louis looked up and saw the small boat the captain was holding through the hole.

"That's a controller!"

He recognized him immediately:

"Wonka just used this model to change the course of the Narwhal right in front of us."

He glanced at him casually, tossed the model down, and Luigi caught it.

【The Narwhal's Little Genius (Special)】

[Evaluation: Who are you? Where are you? Where am I taking you? Never mind, don't ask. You wouldn't understand anyway. Just know that I'm a genius! PS: Toy.]

"Toy?"

Luigi looked at the PS that was full of sarcasm and seemed a little confused.

"Could this be a smokescreen by Wonka?"

"It's possible," Renyi said.

but......

He is more inclined to believe that this model requires certain permissions or authorization to function like a remote control.

Renyi then took out the black stone slab that had been seized along with the slab from the system warehouse. The slab was smooth as a mirror, not frosted, yet it did not reflect any image.

The Forgotten Star Map

[Review: A high-end custom-made placemat, wear-resistant but not slip-resistant, with exceptional taste... Of course, it can tell you where you are, provided you can find a 'star' willing to shine for you. PS: The shell of some ancient creature.]

He casually flipped the black stone slab over.

Its back is also very smooth, but there is a circular groove in the very center.

He stared at the groove for a while, and a guess formed in his mind.

Star chart...astrolabe.

It sounds like a supporting facility.

Including the one he just got from Wonka's collection cabinet, he now has a total of three [incomplete astrolabes].

He took out one of the fragments and tentatively placed it into the groove.

"Click."

Perfectly fitted.

—It feels like coming home!

The surface, covered with verdigris and rust, emitted a faint golden light. Wherever the light touched, all the flaws were erased, revealing the exquisite patterns underneath.

He casually turned the stone slab over and shook it, but the fragments seemed to be stuck to it, remaining completely still.

He simply put the other two fragments in as well.

One of the pieces matched its edge, and the same process repeated itself. Golden light flowed, and the two fragments merged perfectly together.

The three fragments pieced together less than half of the star map, leaving three gaps.

Three missing three?

The captain regretfully returned the stone slab to the warehouse.

It seems that it will take some effort to collect them all.

At this point, even the exterior walls of the third floor had been completely demolished, and the floor area was rapidly decreasing.

The gallery's lounge area is now incredibly well-lit.

Nathan was sprawled on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking every bit the part of a yacht partygoer.

"It's really become an open-top sailboat."

They demolished it so thoroughly... I wonder if Wonka would go crazy if he saw this.

Noah, who had been following Klaus around like a supervisor, now wandered over to Renyi's side.

"The engineers on your ship are quite capable; it's very convenient."

"...And the curly-haired creature underneath that can understand fish speech seems to have an interesting ability too."

"Um."

He gave a perfunctory and dismissive reply.

He was still calculating how much material he would need to modify the ship, and whether he should dismantle another layer, since a smaller size would save more resources. As for the people... there were too many guests, so he would just build a few small boats for them to use.

"It's called a sequence, right?"

Noah's next words caused Renyi's mind to go blank for a moment.

"Selling?" he asked.