I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain

"abyss!"

After this group of phrases was transmitted to the radio station through microwaves, Tu Fu, who sat in the captain's cabin and claimed to be an omniscient and omnipotent god, trembled slightly with his hand clenched tightly to the sounding handle.

Fell into an unspeakable silence.

Because the radio signal is not stable enough, vague sound waves and currents are faintly emitted from the earpiece, and an effective frequency is lost through time and space.

It almost became a game of "you draw and I guess" from the radio station to Tu Fu's ears.

Of course, the modulation signal is not difficult for Captain Tufu (acting) who is more familiar with the captain's cabin. According to his analysis, the low-frequency signal of the current FM mode of the radio is difficult to transmit over long distances.

What he has to do is to load the low frequency signal to the high frequency signal, which needs to be done through amplitude modulation.

Generally speaking, the purpose of loading the signal is achieved by changing the amplitude, frequency and phase of the high-frequency signal waveform.

Just let the radio station choose AM (amplitude modulation) to load the high-frequency signal, because AM is changed by changing the high-frequency waveform, and the amplitude-modulated wave is the amplitude-modulated wave.

Compared with Fm (frequency modulation wave), which is suitable for municipal level due to geographical influence, the signal quality of AM (amplitude modulation wave) is stable, the transmission power is larger, and the corresponding coverage is wider. It is usually used in provincial and national radio stations .

Frequency modulation is definitely a boring job, but with Tufu's operation, the language from the other end of the signal gradually becomes clearer.

There seemed to be a valley, and after the connection was established, there was an endless whistling wind echoing in the earpiece.

The deep voice on the other side said skillfully in Assyrian: "Hello, I have encountered some troubles..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he heard the person over there say something incomprehensible Assyrian: "Don't reply, don't reply, don't reply."

"I'm stuck..."

"goodbye."

Tu Fu spoke with a strong northern accent, and was not proficient in Assyrian. He communicated with the other party, which was very similar to a Chinese-speaking foreigner and the jerky feeling of a foreigner speaking Chinese.

He cautiously tested this unknown caller, and it was no ordinary person who could transmit the signal to the Santa Maria.

After another silence on the other end of the signal, he thought about it and switched to the common official language that Tu Fu is more familiar with, "Why don't we use Baia?"

"Because." Tu Fu replied with a professional smile like a customer service staff, "I like it."

It seems that the first communication with a stranger netizen is not so pleasant.

After a brief mental adjustment, an intriguing sentence came out of the receiver, "Since you have the ability to hear my call, why not help me return to the real place, I can grant any request you ask."

"So, how can I help you?"

Tu Fu was very interested in listening to the other party.

A person has been on a ghost ship for too long, and there is nothing more satisfying than having multiple partners who can talk to him.

"A ceremony!"

The voice on the other end of the receiver talked about a complex ceremony with more than a dozen preparation steps alone. Not only were the conditions to be completed harsh, but Tu Fu had never even heard of the items needed for the ceremony.

This seems to be more difficult than learning Assyrian.

After the other party spoke for a long time, he finally offered his own conditions, "In exchange, I can help you kill any god-favored person today.

Or, all potions above Sequence 4 in any route. "

There was an air of temptation in his tone.

Simple words are very easy to blind people's eyes by interests. Any potion above Sequence 4 is something that cannot be measured by wealth.

It wasn't until he heard the conditions offered by the other party that Tu Fu dared to confirm that the person trapped in the abyss was at least a high-level existence, as if he was trapped somewhere.

"Great condition."

After thinking for a while, Tu Fu still maintained a professional customer service smile, "If I can do it, I will be willing to help you out of trouble, but unfortunately, as a low-sequence transcendent, I can't do anything."

Silence, the other station that sent the radio signal this time fell into an incomparably long silence, and it was also the longest since the establishment of communication.

Low-sequence person?

He doesn't seem to understand why a small person of this level can receive the signal sent from the abyss.

Limited by the wildness of this place, He can only send out low-frequency signals to the outside world.

Like a special grain of sand in the desert.

Maybe it can shine, but when the airship flies over the desert, it has no time to care about the situation below. No matter how conspicuous the grain of sand is, the people on the airship will not stop and observe.

What is more painful than a grain of sand that is trying to shine but has no sense of existence?

have.

At this time, an ant passing by just discovered the difference in the sand grains.

Finally, after an indeterminate period of silence, a bitter voice from the other side sounded through the receiver, "Maybe...you can try to do it, and I will try my best to help you."

Tu Fu raised his eyebrows, and waited for a long time just waiting for the other party's words.

"Okay, is there any way to promote from Sequence 9 to demigod in a short time?"

"No."

"Then can you contact your family and use their power to help you out of trouble."

"No."

"Or, have you saved a huge fortune of more than 100,000 crowns in Baia or other countries?"

Tu Fu always smiled, and buying potions or formulas through channels like the Brotherhood is also an extremely fast way.

Unfortunately, the other side replied sullenly: "No..."

"Nothing, you really make it difficult for me to do things like this."

Tu Fu was rather disappointed.

In fact, not to mention that it is very difficult for Tu Fu to complete that weird and complicated ritual at this stage, even if he has the ability to do it, he will never help the other party out of trouble easily.

Since the establishment of the communication, He has been constantly tempting himself.

After the baptism of countless web articles, Tu Fu, who is very familiar with the drama of "the devil and the fisherman", had no intention of believing this suspected "evil god" guy from the beginning.

I wanted to get something out of that person, but after asking, I found out that it turned out to be a pauper who was not much better than him.

rustle...

The communication seems to have returned to the frequency before the modulation, and the blurred signal source was affected by the weather, and it became a state of dead silence again.

"Save... life... help..."

The other party did not know what method was used, but was still persistently sending meaningless signals to the airship in the sky.

"Stop yelling, no one will come to save you if you break your throat."

The still understanding Tu Fu opened the conversation again, "How about this, forget what happened just now, and let's make a reasonable deal."

With the guidance of seniors like Uncle Roman who put morality on the soles of their feet, Tu Fu has a clearer understanding of the supernatural beings of this era.

In the wave of mutual testing just now, neither side had any good intentions, and the conditions and rewards proposed were all empty talk.

It is better to ask for some more practical conditions.

"trade?"

Finally, after hearing Tu Fu's kindness, the other party resumed high-frequency communication in an instant.

"It's not difficult for you to let me master Assyrian proficiently in a short period of time. In return, I think you should be very interested in information from the outside world."

Tu Fu's slow speech may be to give the other party enough time to think. After all, this condition is a bit embarrassing for a high-level existence.

silence.

Continued silence.

"I can tell you the history before the epoch, which is more valuable." The "evil god" finally spoke, and he was willing to provide more valuable information.

"No, I only study ancient Assyrian."

Tu Fu didn't give that person a chance to think and breathe, and said aggressively: "Of course you can refuse, and then continue to repeat the useless work that you have done for an unknown amount of time, looking forward to the next person who can receive your signal."

"But after this time, you won't have a chance to think about it again."

Tu Fu is well aware of what it feels like to be isolated from the world for a long time. The endless loneliness and despair can drive people crazy. In calling for help again and again, even hearing the voice of other people will Crazy with joy.

So he wasn't worried that this "evil god" would refuse.

As the dominant party A, he is invincible, and his conditions are also very simple. For such a high-ranking existence, it is a very cost-effective deal.

After presenting the offer to Lord Cthulhu, Tu Fu patiently waited for His answer.

For a long time, the other end of the signal source did not know how difficult the mental journey was, and expressed its stubbornness with silence, but finally spit out a word slowly.

"Okay~".

"It's the best choice you've ever made."

Tu Fu flattered him at the right time, and said in a leisurely manner, "In the future, I will come to you every three days to tutor you in Assyrian, and the teaching time is half an hour each time. "

"Ok."

"During this period, I will check the teaching content. If I find that you are deceiving me, the cooperation will be automatically terminated."

"Ok."

In Tufu, a series of conditions were not harsh, but very uncomfortable.

He seemed to hear the faint cry of "Help" from the other side.

Although chatting with strange netizens was not pleasant at first, Tu Fu believes that it must be a good start.

From now on, the "online teacher" on the opposite side of the radio station will officially teach the "Assyrian" course in the remaining time.

After the communication just now, the evil god on the opposite side has figured out Tu Fu's background, and specially formulated a set of weak training, carefully organized the extrusion grammar of Assyrian, and repeatedly told the main points of linguistics.

"The next time it comes, record the part that you think is the most difficult." Lord Cthulhu not only paid attention to the class, but even assigned Tu Fu homework.

"clear."

Sure enough, good people are good no matter what they do.

Even the teaching is better than the teachers in the college. No wonder the aristocrats will hire private tutors.

Now they have,

Tu Fu also has.

"Perhaps, in the future, there will be an opportunity to establish an online education platform, online teaching of sexy evil gods." Fortunately, these "evil gods" adults cannot read minds, otherwise they will definitely try to kill him.

It wasn't until Tu Fu noticed that the countdown was at the last minute that he asked a few interesting questions into the microphone.

"Where is the abyss?"

"The land of exile!"

"Where are you doing?"

"wait."

The other party's answers were very concise, like a riddler talking, which made Tu Fu really puzzled, so he asked the last question very cautiously, "I'm curious, what's your name?"

The poor fellow on the other end of the signal went quiet all of a sudden.

As if he was seriously recalling his own name, it seemed that during this long period of time, he had forgotten his identity and real name, and only vaguely remembered his mission here.

"You can call me." After a long time, I heard a sad sigh full of melancholy,

"The gatekeeper."