Deep Sea Embers

A cool sea breeze suddenly blew across the deck, and Captain Lawrence, who had just walked outside from the room, rubbed his arms subconsciously—but he didn't know whether the feeling of wanting to get goosebumps was due to the cool sea breeze , or because of what the young judge told him.

Abnormality 099, doll coffin, not only has the ability to move and get out of trouble after losing control, but also can continuously expand its sphere of influence, and constantly check the humanoid targets within the range, and unconditionally behead it. Only saints can resist this kind of almost The beheading effect of Karma...

In the past half a month of the voyage, he and his crew have been dealing with this dangerous anomaly-although in fact there was no danger in the escort trip except for the final encounter with the Lost Home, but at this time Looking back, he still feels a little scared.

But it's just a fear.

He is a member of the Explorers' Association, a senior ocean explorer, and his job is to deal with the infinite sea - unlike those fishermen who only operate in safe offshore areas, he has spent more than half of his sailing career in Deal with all kinds of anomalies and even visions.

When accepting an abnormal delivery mission, the authorities or the church will inform you of the dangers of the transportation process in advance, and this part of the content is often the shortest in the entire entrustment contract, usually only one: This task is fatal, and the specific details cannot be disclosed.

Every captain who lives between city-states knows what he is facing, and more than half of the captains are entangled in this fatal career in their later years - dealing with the boundless sea all the year round, anomalies and visions will always appear Leave something in your destiny.

Many of his colleagues of a similar age have retired, either suffering from incessant nightmares, mental problems due to various degrees of curses, or physically disabled from long voyages... or worse.

The captains and sailors on ocean-going ships have a high income far beyond the imagination of city-state residents, and they also have "occupational diseases" far beyond any occupation.

Captain Lawrence feels that he is not a very noble person. He mainly does this business to make money. Of course, he also had a passion for exploring the sea when he was young, but like most people, the enthusiasm when he was young is difficult to accompany his life. , and now...he felt that it was time for this enthusiasm to burn out.

While my mind is still normal, while the boundless sea has not entangled my fate, I should find a time to retire.

Lawrence sighed slightly, turned around and walked slowly towards the captain's cabin.

The search and questioning of the whole ship by the pastors has not yet ended. Before that, he cannot leave the White Oak. After that, he will be transferred to the church together with everyone, and undergo isolation observation and a series of spiritual tests. Identification.

His gaze scanned the familiar ship facilities around him.

It's a fine ship, and new, and I've only been in charge of it for five years. In the saying of the captains of the Great Sea, "the captain and the ship are not yet married." Seriously, retirement is very A bit reluctant.

But retreating now is better than dying on some future voyage, or spending the rest of my life in a madhouse.

...

In the lower part of the city-state, in the old Duncan antique shop, the middle-aged man lying on the bed on the second floor slowly opened his eyes, and the slightly old and moldy ceiling was reflected in Duncan's vision.

"call……"

Duncan exhaled lightly, feeling that the perception from this body was quickly clear and stable, and felt that his control method of this body changed from remote control to direct control. Push yourself up hard.

Pigeon Ai flew over, rubbed its beak on the bedside, and yelled, "Honey, welcome home, do you eat first, take a bath first, or..."

Duncan was about to stretch his waist, and the pigeon was almost cramped when he said a word, so he slapped Ai on the head: "Why do you have all kinds of words?!"

Ai Yi was obviously not an ordinary bird. After being slapped by Duncan, he acted as if nothing happened. He walked briskly to the side for two steps, and continued to yell: "It's just a punch, it hit the nose, and it was bloody!" It’s bursting, the nose is on one side, but it’s like opening a sauce shop..."

Duncan put the abnormal-minded bird aside and ignored him, got up from the bed and looked at the table not far away.

On the table, various test items that he had prepared on the Lost Country were quietly placed:

A sun talisman, a dagger, cheese, cannonballs, and a salted fish.

Everything is complete, so many messy and irrelevant things are put together, and there is no "packet loss" phenomenon in Aiyi.

This pigeon is actually more reliable than I imagined.

Duncan stepped forward to confirm everything on the table, and after confirming that the items were complete and undamaged, he couldn't help but look back at the pigeon pacing on the bed, and he still felt a little praise for the bird in his heart.

Then he saw Ai Yi walking in all directions by the bedside. At this time, he had already recited "When Lu Da looked at it, he saw Zheng Tu standing on the ground"...

Duncan: "..."

He hid the approval in his heart, and then sat at the table and began to check the condition of those "goods" one by one.

The first is the Sun Talisman, which has not changed—as a transcendent item that has been completely transformed and controlled by the fire of the spirit body, there is still a docile power flowing quietly in it, and the two consecutive spirit world walks do not seem to affect it. the nature of the item.

The dagger that didn't have supernatural attributes didn't seem to have changed, except for the old style, its blade was still sharp, and the scabbard was also well maintained.

Duncan's eyes fell on the piece of cheese that had been brought from the Lost Country's galley.

There was no abnormality in the cheese, it was still in an inedible state, and it did not rot quickly or disappear out of thin air after leaving the Lost Homeland as Duncan imagined.

He looked at the cannonball again—the cannonball sat quietly on the table, unresponsive to the captain's gaze.

Duncan pushed the cannonball and tapped on its cast-iron casing.

The charisma faded from the shell.

On the Lost Homelander, even the shells are "active". Of course, this does not mean that each shell has an independent "thinking", but that the entire ammunition system of the ship has a unified "consciousness". Control, and as a "sub-unit" of this consciousness, the shells on the Lost Country will even adjust their positions immediately and accept "inspection" when they are watched by the captain.

According to Duncan's observation for a period of time, the force part of the Lost Home should be controlled by two "consciousnesses", one is the ammunition system, and the other is the dozens of artillery pieces below the deck. These two consciousnesses should be responsible for loading during combat. and fire work, and control every "member" within their respective systems.

The cannonball in front of him obviously escaped the control of its superior consciousness as it left the Lost Homelander, and turned into an ordinary iron lump.

Duncan thought about it.

If this shell is brought back, will it become a member of the ammunition depot again? Will Lost Home still "recognize" this "sub-unit" that has gone and returned?

His thinking extended again——the ammunition on the Lost Homeland is limited, and the fired shells will not come back (the eight shells that were used to press Alice at the beginning did not come back), so... on the ship Can the ammunition be replenished? How did the added new ammunition become a "subunit" of the Lost Home?

Extend the idea a little further: Can the Lost Homelander upgrade its artillery system? More advanced cannons, more advanced shells, can these things be used on that ship?

The Lost Home is a ghost ship, which is doomed to be difficult for it to be easily replenished and..."improved" like an ordinary ship. The things carried on the ship are only "foreign items". If it cannot become the Lost Home smoothly part, then these foreign items cannot have the convenience of "self-running" like other facilities on the ship.

But if there's a way to make these things part of the Lost... that ghost ship might be more powerful.

At the same time have better living conditions.

Duncan couldn't help thinking a lot about this.

The more he came into contact with the modern Puland city-state, the more he felt that the Lost Country a century ago was not as glamorous and perfect as its prestigious name——

That ship may have a strange and terrifying power, but it doesn't even have a light, and it doesn't have chips. Its weapon system is still an ancient front-loading artillery. It is easy to use, but it is obviously good to have a steam engine as a backup power, but there is not even a boiler for heating hot water on board.

And no chips.

Duncan silently glanced at the pigeon that had jumped onto the window sill and looked outside in a daze.

Pigeon turned around and looked at him with mung bean eyes blinking: "Go to the pier to order French fries?"

"Shut up, don't mention the French fries." Duncan rejected the pigeon with a delicate mood, and then focused on the last item.

Salted fish, a pure natural food processed with delicious gifts caught in the deep sea, tastes good, and belongs to "items other than the Lost Homelander".

After going through the spirit world, the salted fish didn't seem to have changed much.

Make soup for Nina tonight.