Deep Sea Embers Chapter 300: Days on the Lost Home
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Aiden returned to the bridge, where Tirian was waiting for him.
"The unloading process is going smoothly, and it will take about an hour to transfer all the contents of the cargo hold to the port warehouse," the bald first officer reported energetically, with the strong smell of tobacco still exuding from every fold of his clothes Taste, "The sailors who stayed on the island quite liked the 'souvenirs' you brought back." "
"There will be a party tonight, you can join if you are interested," Tirian said casually, and then couldn't help but look at Aiden more, frowned and shrugged his nose,
"Did you smoke yourself?"
"...Maybe a little too much," Aiden touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, "Tobacco from Purland is always... hard to put down."
"Pay attention, you smell like a piece of bacon now," Tirian shook his head, reminded casually, and stopped paying attention to this matter, but changed the subject, "Recently I often hear that sailors Let's discuss about Frost."
"The news has indeed spread." Hearing the captain's words, Aiden's expression immediately became more serious, "The resurrection of the dead, no matter what the source of this rumor is, the content of the rumor is enough to arouse the discussion of the sailors—after all, Everyone is undead."
"Undead..." Tirian repeated the word softly, "Why, everyone is looking forward to being truly alive?"
"To be honest, anyone with a little sense knows that this is impossible," Aiden shrugged, "Ordinary people may still have imaginations about this kind of topic, but the more undead, the more they know the real death And the resurrection can only be a rumor—Bartok, the **** of death, exists, and this door has no return, and those of them, because their souls have been distorted and changed, can no longer pass through this door, so they stay in the world and become the so-called The 'undead person', everyone is very clear about the boundary between life and death, after all, everyone wandered in front of this door when they were dying."
Tirian nodded lightly, pondered for a moment before speaking again: "Then why does this topic cause so much discussion?"
"Real resurrection from the dead won't happen, so everyone is guessing whether these so-called resuscitators are actually...the living dead," Lezi grinned and laughed, "You know , Most of the city-states hate the living dead, and Jia Peng is especially disgusted. They even regard it as a "curse on the Caspian Sea." But everyone is still happy to see that the authorities of this city-state are battered."
".....we ran out of materials. "
All in all, life on the Lost Homelander was actually not bad.
The slightly salty sea breeze blows head-on, carrying a chill that is not found in the central sea area.
Nina was in a daze. She probed into the barrel and continued to be in a daze.
"Ai Yi, please bring some more here?"
Tirian didn't speak. For some reason, he suddenly thought of another high-ranking priest who was also very young, but showed great strength, and could even negotiate with his terrifying father calmly many times.
The life on the Lost Country was actually countless times better than she imagined at the beginning. None of these horrible or weird things happened. The living space, as well as the noisy but still interesting fellow crew members, even from some perspectives, the living conditions on the Lost Homeland are better than those of ordinary ocean-going ships——
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On the Lost Home, they carefully discussed the matter of the subspace, and they carefully read any books. Morris asked Ai to help bring a bunch of books on folklore and history from Jia Pengwei. It took a long time to read them. , and in order to hurry, the captain sometimes even directly sank the Lost Country to the spirit world, sailing wildly in that dark and terrifying abnormal sea area.
It sounds like something is moving under the surface of the water, and it is rising rapidly with a lot of air bubbles.
"Miss Frost, are you not sleepy?"
Inquisitor Frost in Prand.
After a while, she raised her head and looked at the judge in front of her.
This is a ship.
Because of Ai, the "messenger", fresh ingredients can always be replenished on board
, because there are a large number of "living" facilities on board, the Lost Country will hardly experience any inconvenience caused by facility failures, and the biggest advantage of this ship does not lie in this, its biggest advantage... turns out to be normal.
Frost sat on the wooden barrel near the ship's side, looked up at the endless sea level in the distance, and saw a faint mist at the end of the field of vision, and it seemed that there were distant and hazy icebergs hidden in the depths of the mist.
Tirian looked at Lezi speechlessly, and waved his hands helplessly after a while.
Jia Peng raised his head and saw that Nina was curiously looking at the half-carved talisman in his hand, as well as a few talismans that hadn't been carved on another wooden barrel next to it.
"Oh."
Because of the existence of Captain Duncan, even the invaders from the subspace dare not come to make trouble on this ship...
"Miss Frost...are you bored on the boat?"
"Oh!" Nina nodded suddenly, looking at the uncarved talismans on the barrel with surprise, "She seems to have heard of that in school before, but this is the first time she has seen it. Hey, you did a lot!"
Frost put down a new wave amulet, and silently put away the knife.
I don't know what he is thinking.
High flagpoles, rusty bows and funnels, dilapidated and damaged decks...
There will be no deep shadows emerging at all-if anything does emerge, it will only become the daily diversion of the crew.
Footsteps approached from behind, and a very energetic voice suddenly sounded from the side: "Miss Frost, what are you doing?"
The knife scratched across the wood, carving deep dents, and the sawdust fell little by little, which gradually intensified the slightly restless mood.
Frost looked in the direction of Nina's finger.
"It depends on the reaction of this quiet local cathedral," Lezi said, "I heard that the gatekeeper of the cathedral is a newcomer named Agatha, a young girl with little experience, no I know if I can handle that kind of trouble."
She saw a large expanse of rising sea foam, the irregular and chaotic water flow raised up in the distance like a hill, and a huge shadow gradually floated to the surface of the sea amidst the water flow and foam.
It must be the words of this terrifyingly powerful judge... It must be no problem to deal with a few small troubles of returning from the dead.
Yes, dangerous, that's unbelievable, but after living here for a few days, Frost finally confirmed this unbelievable reality: there is no ship that is safer than this frightening ghost ship.
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"You're right, and I understand this very well, but most of their sailors currently think it's better to have fun first. Anyway, the first wave of unlucky people is Jia Peng, and we will say goodbye when Jia Peng grows too big. Yes," Le Zi said, spreading his hands, "I can't help it, the mentality of the undead is like that, not to mention that this matter has something to do with Jia Peng."
Nina ran to the side of the ship, stared wide-eyed at the distant sea, and suddenly raised her finger and shouted: "Look, look! Miss Frost! Something is coming out!"
"..... The real resurrection from the dead needs to go through the gate of Bartok and return, and Aiden's current mainstream belief is not the **** of death. Theoretically speaking, in Aiden, the rules of life and death are only It will be stricter and more stable. Now there are rumors of the return of the dead, which is very wrong. "He didn't continue to tangle with his first mate about the issue of "seeing if they need it or not." Instead, he put on a straight face. Let this topic become serious again, "He is more inclined to think that this is some other supernatural force at work."
He is carving a new wave talisman out of seabreath wood ~IndoMTL.com~ The young Inquisitor lowered his head, continuing to carve the piece of wood with a pocket knife.
"Actually..." Jia Peng said hesitantly, then he became firmer, looked into Nina's bright eyes, and then slowly opened the lid of the wooden barrel, "There are more than these."
Nina nodded, came to the wooden barrel again, squatted down and began to stare in a daze.
"I still have to..." Frost waved her hands awkwardly, but just when she was about to say something more, a burst from
The weird low roar coming from the direction of the sea interrupted what she was about to say.
Or snacks.
A creaking sound came from the direction of the mast of the Lost Homeland almost at the same time. In the next second, Frost saw that the sail of the spirit body above the ghost ship was fine-tuning the angle at the same time. Then adjust the attitude and heading.
The Lost Country has not yet entered the Cold Sea, and it is still far away from Prand.
"This is a talisman dedicated to the storm goddess Gamona," Frost laughed. She knew the amazing identity of this ordinary-looking boy in front of her, but after getting along for a few days, she was already He will not make a fuss about the identity of any crew member on the ship, "Throwing the Sea Breath Wood Amulet into the sea is equivalent to completing a tribute to the goddess."
But she still needs some getting used to.
"Not really," Frost's expression was a bit awkward, and she also felt that it was a bit exaggerated for her to carve a barrel of amulets in a few days, "It's just...maybe I need a little getting used to."
Tirian raised his eyebrows: "Look at Fanna? I'm sure this matter is really related to the original plan to dive into the abyss, then this is not just Fanna."