Deep Sea Embers

In a sense, the starless, moonless sky with only one scar had an impact on Duncan that was far greater than the "sun" imprisoned by the rune circle.

Because no matter how abnormal the sun is, it only shines on the heaven and earth under Duncan's feet, and in Duncan's cognition as an earthling, the so-called "sun" is nothing more than one of billions of celestial bodies.

All distorted visions are limited under the sunlight, and in the sky outside the sunlight, there can also be stars with infinite possibilities-although for a creature trapped in gravity, it is impossible to see under the sunlight. It is equivalent to the whole world, but at least, in this case, Duncan can still understand and accept the scale of this vision.

However, in the night sky at this moment, Duncan did not see any celestial bodies that could be called "stars". There were no stars, no moon, and no distant galaxy.

Some are just a torn scar, covering the sky with some kind of light and shadow posture that he can't understand, and the pale light mist is constantly escaping outward.

The entire boundless sea is shrouded in this pale as snow night.

Farther than the sun lies distant nothingness, and greater visions.

Duncan didn't say anything, just stared at the sky, countless questions and conjectures were circling in his mind.

Where are the other planets? Did it not exist from the beginning? Or... the world under my feet is a celestial body located in the vacuum of the universe. It is so far away from other stars that the night sky here is pitch black and starless? What is that pale scar across the sky? Is it a tearing gap in space? Is it a celestial structure that can be touched? Or is it just a phantom, floating above this treacherous boundless sea?

"captain?"

Finally, there was a voice that woke Duncan from the silence. The puppet Alice looked nervously at the ghost captain who suddenly stopped. She saw that the other party's face suddenly became more gloomy and serious than before, which frightened her : "Are you all right? Could it be that the sky is about to change? Is there a big storm? I heard the sailor outside the box say this..."

"...nothing."

Duncan said softly, then suddenly withdrew his gaze from the sky, looked at Alice flatly, as if to answer, and repeated as if to himself: "Nothing."

"Then we..."

Duncan stepped forward, with a calm expression as if nothing happened: "Come on, I'll take you to the cabin—you can also wash there later, if you need to wash."

Once again, the world has shown Gentiles its weirdness, and the weirdness seems far from over.

Duncan has already realized that he does not know how many astonishing visions are waiting for him in the future. If he makes a fuss every time, he will probably only make a fuss in his life.

If there is any experience that he has accumulated in his life experience on Earth in the past few decades, there is one that is most useful today:

If a problem does exist, then find a way to solve it, the problem will not disappear by itself because of his denial, just like the weird sky in front of him will not become starry because of his questioning.

There must be a reason why this world presents such a posture. Since everything can exist here, then this is an irrefutable fact. No matter how absurd or weird the phenomenon is, it is also an objective reality. I can't understand, that's my own problem, not the world's problem.

As the current captain of the Lost Home, Duncan feels that he may have a long time to slowly understand the world.

Alice didn't know the reason for the captain's silence along the way. She only knew that the atmosphere around Duncan suddenly became a little depressing, but after arriving at the target cabin, this depressing feeling suddenly disappeared.

Duncan brought Miss Doll to the place where she can take a bath. This is a bathroom for upper-class sailors—for a classic sailing ship, this kind of bathroom is considered a kind of "luxury" facility. The facilities are certainly not for ordinary sailors.

The living conditions of sailing ships in ancient times were actually quite harsh when sailing in the ocean. Limited fresh water, spoiled food, poor medical treatment and psychological problems caused by long-term voyages plagued every explorer who challenged the sea. On the earth, Many of these problems were not fully resolved even in the pre-industrial age.

As far as Duncan knows, the early sailing ocean-going ships on the earth did not even have toilets for ordinary crew members. The personal problems of ordinary sailors are usually solved on the grille facing the sea (this process also pays attention to the wind direction), and bathing is even more important. It's a tough problem - using a spare sail as a bath and washing your body with seawater is the solution for many unscrupulous sailors, and many more Sailors of the Age of Sail simply choose not to bathe for weeks or even months.

After all, compared with scurvy, plague, and mass hysteria caused by great mental pressure, a little hygiene problem is the least important.

But ironically or not, on a ghost ship that everyone fears, these terrible survival problems are solved instead.

The fresh water tank on the Lost Home will replenish itself, the food in the warehouse has no signs of corruption, the ghost captain will not get sick, and Alice's cervical spine problem is not caused by navigation.

Apart from the frequent rise in blood pressure when getting along with the goat's head, this ship is actually quite livable...

"The pipe next to the bathtub leads to the fresh water tank, just take the water directly. The plug of the bathtub is hung over there, so don't lose it - the current conditions are limited, and there is no hot water supply on board, but you should not mind this."

Duncan introduced the facilities in the cabin to Alice, and these ordinary experiences were all the results of his exploration in the past few days.

"It's enough to just rinse your body. It's really uncomfortable to have salt water in your joints." Alice was not picky at all. She looked at the various things in the cabin with a little curiosity and excitement, and nodded while listening to Duncan's introduction. Said, "I'm just a puppet, and I don't have much pursuit of a hot bath."

Duncan nodded, but then his expression became a little weird. He glanced at Alice and said with a slightly hesitant tone, "Speaking of which, do you know how to take a shower? Do you have this kind of...'life experience'?"

Alice was really stunned for a while, and then she said seriously while thinking: "It should... okay? Just take the joints apart, rinse them, and put them back after washing..."

Duncan: "...?"

He looked at Alice, and Alice looked at him innocently.

"Have you thought about how to put it back on your own after you take it down?" Duncan knew that his casual question was a reminder, the puppet in front of him who had never left the box really had no experience in this field, "I didn't way to help you."

Alice: "...it seems to be the same."

"And I don't recommend that you dismantle your joints frequently," Duncan reminded earnestly, "even if your body structure allows it."

Alice was a little confused: "Why?"

"It's easy to dismantle too much," Duncan finally felt helpless. He never thought that there would be so many "details" when staying on the same boat with a cursed doll. This has never been mentioned in novels, movies and TV shows." I don't want you to walk on the deck one day and suddenly scatter all over the ground in front of me, no one on board knows how to maintain the joints of the doll."

Speaking of this, he paused, and added: "Your cervical spine problem is serious enough."

Alice imagined the scene for a while, and immediately shrank her neck: "Ah, ok, ok, I understand...I thought about what to do..."

"It's best," Duncan said, and looked at the puppet with little life experience a little worriedly, before turning around and leaving, "I still have a lot of things to do—don't make too much trouble Trouble."

"Okay Captain, thank you Captain," Alice said happily, but just as Duncan was about to walk out of the cabin, she suddenly spoke again, "Oh, yes, Captain..."

Duncan stopped and turned his head slightly: "What else?"

"Captain... I suddenly feel that you are not that scary." Alice looked at Duncan's back and carefully considered her words, "That goat head said that you are the most terrifying captain on the boundless sea, the most terrifying captain on all routes. Unfathomable calamity, but..."

"but what?"

"But I think you seem to be very talkative, and you are a bit like a worrying parent..."

Duncan didn't look back, but asked suddenly after two seconds of silence: "Where do you come from the concept of family... Do you have family?"

Alice hesitated for a moment, then shook her head slowly: "It seems not."

"Then don't talk about parents, just stay on the boat honestly, and I will arrange your life on this boat."

"Oh, good captain."