Grand Voyage : Surviving on a Ghost Ship-Chapter 152 - Hallucination or nightmare?
“A little effect,” Yang Yi, immersed in the salt bath, sent a private message.
The reason he didn’t speak aloud was because opening his mouth would make him swallow a large amount of sea salt, which was, well, unbearably salty.
“That’s good then!” Suna nodded.
It indicated that her approach was correct. Stimulated by the salt, Yang Yi lost his interest in sweet things. However, after three hours, the negative status still hadn’t disappeared.
Instead, Yang Yi’s skin gradually became dry and started to itch.
Suna decided to increase the dosage. It was just like using antibiotics to fight bacteria.
The dose had to be sufficient, the treatment thorough, to prevent the bacteria from returning and becoming harder to treat.
She replaced the surrounding bricks with a custom rubber frame that fit snugly against the metal table. Then she began adding saturated saltwater until it covered Yang Yi’s entire body, leaving only his nose exposed for breathing.
At that point, the sea salt turned into a white paste, greatly enhancing the pickling effect.
Yang Yi’s skin was no longer just dry and itchy, it began to hurt, gradually wrinkling, his body slowly dehydrating, and even his blood vitality dropped a little.
“Are you sure this will cure me?”
He asked Suna through gritted teeth, enduring the discomfort.
“I’m not sure, but there’s no better option right now.”
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Four hours later, Yang Yi’s blood vitality dropped to fifty, showing no sign of stopping.
His skin shrivelled from dehydration, already unrecognisable, as if he were rapidly aging.
Suna had been monitoring Yang Yi’s stats closely. When she saw his blood vitality drop below fifty, she immediately considered halting the experiment.
“Yang Yi, has the craving for deliciousness abnormal status disappeared?” she asked.
But Yang Yi didn’t respond. Instead, he opened his eyes in the sticky saltwater, as if Suna’s voice had awakened him.
What happened next made even Suna feel a little uneasy!
Yang Yi began desperately gulping down sea salt, causing his body to shrivel even faster.
“This….”
Suna couldn’t understand Yang Yi’s behaviour. He seemed to be in an unconscious state, yet what he was doing was no different from committing suicide!
Salt was generally non-toxic… under safe dosage. If it exceeded safe levels, almost anything would become highly toxic!
Yang Yi’s blood vitality began to drop even faster. freeweɓnøvel~com
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He was soaking in the sticky sea salt, feeling his body tense and numb, his skin burning painfully.
Suddenly, the surrounding environment changed drastically.Yang Yi found himself standing in a vast, boundless white desert. However, what stood beneath his feet wasn’t made of sand, it was composed of tiny grains of pure white salt.
It was the world of salt!
“An illusion?”
Yang Yi naturally thought of this. After all, one of sea salt’s biggest drawbacks was that consuming it easily caused hallucinations. Many players had reported experiencing such things, but no one could clearly describe what they had seen.
“I should have just bought table salt,”
Yang Yi muttered to himself.
The price of table salt was too expensive — 1,000 Shell Coins per kilogram — so he went for the more affordable sea salt. After all, he wasn’t buying it for consumption but to deal with the meat chunks in the Bountiful Sea.
“This hallucination feels way too real!”
Yang Yi stepped onto the snow-white desert, wandering aimlessly.
The sensation from the ground beneath his feet felt incredibly real. He crouched down and scooped up a handful of sea salt from the desert.
“It’s practically flawless,” he assessed, examining his body further.
His body was withered and shrunken, nearly reduced to skin and bones, severely dehydrated and as thin as a stick. The fact that he was still alive and able to move was nothing short of a miracle!
Suddenly, a white spike shot out from the desert and pierced Yang Yi’s chest. His body’s moisture was further drained, along with something else… his vitality.
Yang Yi’s body began to crack and fragment, disintegrating like grains of sand falling into the desert.
In the final moment before losing his vision, he caught sight of a humanoid figure made of salt stabbing him with a hand as sharp as a spike.
He snapped back to consciousness and found himself lying on the metal table.
Beside him was Suna, who was urgently pouring water into his mouth from a kettle, inserting it directly down his esophagus. At the same time, she was also giving him an IV drip, which seemed to be freshly prepared saline solution.
“Cough, cough!”
Yang Yi sat up abruptly, causing water to go down the wrong pipe. He hurriedly pushed Suna’s hand away and said irritably,
“Are you trying to drown me with water after almost killing me with salt?” He was a little angry.
“You just swallowed a large amount of it, you’re in serious danger!” Suna replied, her face showing both anxiety and regret.
Only then did Yang Yi realise that his stomach felt like it was on fire, with unbearable burning pain.
“Hurry and induce vomiting!” Suna urged.
Yang Yi complied, roughly sticking his finger down his throat.
A large amount of water mixed with undissolved sea salt came up, and Yang Yi immediately felt much better. But it wasn’t over yet, Suna made him keep drinking water and continue vomiting.
After doing so three times, Yang Yi finally vomited clear water, and his overall condition improved significantly.
There was probably still some sea salt left in his body, but not enough to cause his vitality to keep dropping.
He examined his condition and found that his skin was a bit shrivelled, as if it had been air-dried. Still, aside from that, there were no other negative effects, including the craving for deliciousness!
After Suna’s rough treatment, the “delicious disease” had indeed been cured!
Although his vitality had dropped to the 40s, and he was severely dehydrated… For Yang Yi, a werewolf, such injuries were not life-threatening. For an ordinary person, it might have been a different story.
“Sorry, I think I may have... overdone it,”
Suna said apologetically, a rare sight of her showing remorse, her mood low, and even traces of tears at the corners of her eyes. It was the first time Yang Yi had seen the witch like this, and it left him a little flustered.
He quickly calmed down and, instead of loudly blaming her, said gently,
“It’s good that you realise that.”
He didn’t plan to blame Suna. After all, he was the one who made the decision. If he didn’t eliminate the craving for deliciousness, it would have caused irreversible consequences.
As his past nightmares had shown, he could even end up devouring Suna, becoming a slave to deliciousness.
That was absolutely unacceptable! No matter the cost, Yang Yi had to overcome his appetite.
At the same time, he made a mental note of the hyper-realistic hallucination he had experienced.
Was that really just an illusion caused by the sea salt? Or was it a nightmare? Or perhaps both?
Yang Yi became more cautious about sea salt. Because that humanoid creature made of salt could actually exist!
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