Deep Sea Embers Chapter 193: “Captain”
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The Warp can contaminate everything except the Warp, even reality and time, but this doesn't seem to be a problem for Homeless.
Because the ship is already part of the warp in a sense - in fact the bottom of it is even sailing in the warp now.
You can't let a person with zero san go into madness, and you can't taint the Homeless again, which has been completely remodeled by the warp.
Listening to the words of the goat head, Duncan showed a thoughtful expression, but he did not ponder for too long, because the voice of the goat head came from the sailing table again: "Captain, you are beginning to think about the people in the civilized territory. Interesting - you've been concentrating on sailing beyond the frontier. Is there anything in the city-state that means a lot to you?"
Navigating beyond the border?
Duncan's heart moved slightly, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. He just replied casually: "It's pure concern, no reason."
"Ah, well, you're the captain, you have the final say." Goat Head replied immediately, followed by a two-second silence, as if hesitating or thinking, before speaking in a low voice.
"Then, just in case I want to ask you a question."
Duncan raised his eyebrows.
He heard a hoarse and low voice from inside the wood wither: "Name?"
"Duncan Abnomar." Duncan's face was expressionless, the fingers of both hands were gently interlaced, but this time he suddenly laughed after saying the name, followed by a rhetorical question: "Actually I'm curious, what if I say another name?"
This is the first time he's asked this question, and his most daring "crossing the line" to date - his life on this ship, his many encounters with the goat's head, and his fear of his own strength and The better understanding of the characteristics, let him finally take this step tentatively.
Mutual exploration and observation established the most basic tacit understanding. Duncan's rhetorical question revealed a fact that both sides tacitly understood, and Goathead fell into a long silence after this question. After a full minute , its low and hoarse voice sounded again in the captain's room: "Then try not to tease me like that, captain, the Homeless still needs you to steer."
Duncan laughed.
As he thought, if Goathead had been "Captain Duncan"'s second-in-command for the past century, he would probably know even more about the ghost captain than the captain knew about himself, and considering With so many weird and extraordinary things in this world, would a "first mate" who knew the captain extremely well not notice the captain's changes, would he not think of possible situations?
There are loopholes in even the most careful camouflage. This loophole will become more and more obvious over time, but no one has mentioned this loophole, which means that this level of camouflage is just right and necessary.
Homeless needs a captain. The captain's name is "Duncan Abnomar". It doesn't matter what's behind the name, and it doesn't matter whether the captain is real or not, as long as there is a qualified person at the helm Can.
Duncan was just a little curious as to why it was himself, and...whether it was unplanned that he now has "self-will", because according to his general knowledge of ghost ships, if a If a cursed ship has to constantly "catch" people to be captains, then the chosen person should actually be controlled by the curse, and he is obviously not bound by anything.
But he didn't ask these questions, because the attitude of the goat head reminded him implicitly:
"There are some things that everyone knows and don't mention too obvious."
This topic can stop there until all the secrets behind Homeless are revealed.
"You still need your loyal chief mate at your service, and Homeless still needs a great captain at the helm, don't you think?"
The voice of the goat head came from the side, and it sounded a little expectant and even eager.
Duncan turned his head to look at the man's obsidian eyeball.
"Of course," he said with a smile.
Then he stood up and walked to the door of the captain's room: "I want to leave first, you take care of this ship."
Goathead has returned to his usual dog-leg attitude, with a pleasant tone in his tone
Quick: "Of course, your loyal (omitted below...) will be here waiting for you to come back, wishing you all the way..."
Duncan has pushed the door out of the room, blocking the words behind the goat's head behind the door.
He stood on the stern deck and exhaled softly, a strange ease floated in his heart, the morning sun was shining over the sea, making the whole deck seem to be filled with a warm atmosphere, and the connecting fan He stood silently in front of Duncan with the door of the captain's room, the letters "Gate of the Homeless" on the door frame gleaming in the sunlight.
He holds the handle and pushes it slightly forward.
In the captain's room, Goathead senses that the captain has temporarily left the Homeless.
It was silent, everything in the room was silent, even the whole ship was silent, but after a few minutes, a low creaking sound suddenly came from under the floor, followed by the room Some of the furnishings in the room began to vibrate slightly and make all kinds of subtle sounds.
The voice of the goat head broke the silence immediately, and Didi muttered to herself: "Mom...I'm not angry...I shouldn't be angry... .I'm going, I'm really not angry..."
The various subtle noises in the room are more pronounced.
"I know I know... it's not that I have to ask my name every once in a while! Isn't this for sailing safety! At least I have a plan if I suddenly fall back into the warp?... Don't... Don't make a noise, I'm still messing around... or next time you ask! If you can't, don't make a noise... You also know that I'm the only one with a mouth in the whole boat..."
"That puppet? Are you all right? How could she know the situation... Wait, when did you have such a good relationship with her? It's not like fighting all the time... I feel bad for bullying too much. How can this be?"
"All right, let's go, let's go, let's go, concentrate on the journey, the captain will be back at some point, he may have to ask about the progress of the voyage... anchor, can you learn to paddle How much power is provided by the swing, I look at the propeller of the steam boat... Okay, when I didn't say... Or you two lifeboats jumped down and turned? Well, also When I didn't say..."
The various noises in the captain's cabin gradually calmed down.
Goat Head sighed silently, and continued to control the huge ghost ship toward the direction of the city-state of Perand.
On the fog-shrouded chart, the twinkling point of light where the city-state is located is a little closer.
......
Zhou Ming pushed open the door of the single apartment and walked towards the world he was familiar with.
The window is still shrouded in mist, and the world he is familiar with is still only so late.
And everything in the room remained the same as when he left. The bedding was a bit scattered, the books on the bedside table were still spread out, the computer screen in the corner was flickering, and the "Internet not connected" prompt was on the right The lower corner bounces over and over.
Duncan breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the shelf at the end of the room.
The miniature of the Lost Homes is still lying quietly in the grid, where he left it last time.
Duncan picked up the vivid "model" of the ghost ship, opened the door of the captain's room and glanced inside~IndoMTL.com~ The sailing table was still empty, and there was no goat head in sight.
Duncan thought for a while, put the Lost Homes back in place, then turned around and came to the desk, ready to sit down and rest, by the way, in this familiar and quiet environment, sort out the known information and sort it out thoughts.
But suddenly, his eyes are drawn to something on the desk.
Strictly speaking, not some "thing", but some odd...phenomenon.
He saw that some very, very tiny flames were constantly jumping on the empty tabletop, and the fine flames were like sparks. The outlines are fading and appearing in the air.
It seems that something is condensing on the desk, but it is condensing too slowly, and it is stuck in the state of being about to take shape.
Duncan sat down at his desk and quietly watched the jumping flames and the looming flames
The outline of the scene, the green fire reflected on his face, the slightly thin face gradually became serious.
He recognizes that some of the outlines of those throbbing flames are familiar to him--some neighborhoods of Plant!
He can even discern some details of the city-state's coast.
The fire was burning, and Duncan remembered that his order to the flame was to keep chasing, hunting that "thing" with a black umbrella.
Now it has spread to almost all corners of the city-state.
Prey... everywhere! ?
Duncan frowned a little, he traced thoughtfully, discerning the trajectory of the flames, looking for the regularity of their gathering and the direction they might gather next, like a hunter tracking the scent of prey .
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