The Mystery of Noah's Ark: A Rules-Based Horror Tale

A scorching summer day, a foul-smelling old harbor, and a strangely dressed young man?

He seems unbothered by the summer heat, wrapped from head to toe in black. His prematurely white hair hides countless worries.

His mysterious gray-white eyes don't move at all. His face isn't exactly handsome, but there's something mysteriously wicked about him!

A long sword case with a redwood-patterned handle hangs at his waist, and on his chest is a pure white mask with two eyeholes...

"Where is cruise ship number seventeen?" Fang Xiu asked coldly, confronting the receptionist in front of him, who was trembling at his appearance.

"Sir, are you looking for oil tanker number seventeen?

The new receptionist doesn't know the rules. This way, please." A gentleman wearing a gold-rimmed monocle took off his hat and bowed to Fang Xiu.

The man, still dressed in a suit and hat in the heat of summer, led Fang Xiu down a secluded path.

"Sir, before we begin, could you show me your ID and your entry permit?" the supervisor asked Fang Xiu with a smile as they walked.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.