Deep Sea Embers Chapter 311: Information exchange

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The old father cared about his children's daily life and wanted to see what his son was doing at home.

At 12:30 in the evening, the son set up a platform on the ice and snow island base to watch a dozen girls dance belly dances.

The old father was shocked.

Tirian was completely bewildered at this moment—frankly speaking, his feeling of horror at this moment and the thoughts of the mountain and tsunami in his mind even surpassed that of hearing about the Frost that came out again a few days ago. When the "No. 3 Submersible" was launched.

The pirate captain who was well-known in the cold sea moved his body stiffly to the side, even trying to block Duncan's gaze with this clumsy method, but he only saw another wall covered with ice crystals next to him The mirror lit up, and the figure of the father walked directly to another mirror, and continued to look in the direction of the stage: "Aren't they cold?"

Tirian subconsciously said: "..."

...It's cold, but it can be carried with a special alchemy potion..."

"Tirion," Duncan turned his gaze back and looked at Tirian, who had completely stiffened like an ice sculpture, "don't be so nervous, you are already an adult, and you are free to have any daily hobbies. But... this hobby is still a bit beyond my expectations. Does your sister know?"

"It's not what you think!" Tirian couldn't help but yelled again—this time, compared with the previous voice, he was more helpless and even desperate, "Don't you mention it to her, too?" ?If you have a chance to contact her in the future...」

"Oh, it seems that she doesn't know," Duncan nodded, "Indeed, it's better not to let Lucrezia know about this kind of thing."

Tirian: "What do you want me to say about you..."

Duncan laughed. Of course he could see the expression on Tirian's face at the moment, and heard the yelling just now, he just found it interesting-it's not easy to see this kind of reaction from the pirate leader who is number one in the cold sea, It would be a pity to miss a wonderful scene.

And the moment he saw the smile on Duncan's face, Tirian understood.

He was stunned at first. The father was joking with himself, a somewhat nasty joke that had not been seen for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, he restrained his astonished expression, and made his expression quickly serious—as if the gaffe just now had never happened at all.

"If you've seen the excitement enough, let's talk about business," the great pirate said with a sigh, rather helplessly, "I don't believe that you came here late at night just to play this kind of joke on me."

"I met a ship," Duncan also restrained the expression on his face, and said straight to the point, "Obsidian, do you have any impression of this name?"

"The Obsidian?" Tirian frowned first, and recalled the famous ships currently on various routes, but found nothing, but then, the expression on his face changed slightly, " You mean the Obsidian? I know of only one Obsidian, but it should have sunk..."

Just as Duncan expected. No one knows the situation of the ships on this cold sea better than a pirate leader who has been entrenched in the northern region for half a century, and if it is a ship that sank due to a shipwreck, it will leave a deep impression on Tirian's heart .

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Because shipwrecks and shipwrecks are regarded as the greatest omen on the boundless sea, captains may not care about other ships, but they will definitely know the names of those sunken ships, what cargoes they carried, what they did, and Where have you been.

"That's it, the sunken ship that has been sunk for six years," Duncan nodded, "it reappeared on the surface of the sea, and it has completely turned into a strange thing——It is full of upside-down and chaotic cabin structures, with The muddy matter of life, and...a 'captain' who looks like a man but is not a man."

After Duncan's voice fell, Tirian's eyes slowly opened wide. After a short thought, the great pirate's face was full of surprise and seriousness.

He didn't question it, because he knew that his father would not lie to him at this time and about this kind of thing

He would not do such a boring thing. But even so, he still feels unbelievable, because the development of things has completely exceeded his expectations.

"Does it sound familiar?" Duncan's voice continued to sound from the ice, as if wrapped in the chill of the cold sea, "It is somewhat similar to the situation of the 'No. A replica returned from the deep sea, and it is not only the crew inside that has been distorted, but also the ship itself. You have participated in the abyss plan, so I want to hear your judgment."

"My judgment..." Tirian opened his mouth, but then realized another thing, "Wait, where did you meet that ship?!"

He suddenly realized that the place where the Obsidian sank was near Frost. In theory, the "replica" should also be around Frost when it floated up. How did father encounter that ship? !

Duncan on the ice showed a slight smile.

"Are you in a high enough place?"

"A place high enough?" Tirian looked around, a little confused, "The terrain here is not bad, the port area as a whole is on high ground..."

"Is there any line of sight blocking in the southwest direction?"

"No."

"Oh, you're looking in that direction, wait a minute."

Tirian subconsciously looked towards the southwest of the island—it was a gentle **** with a slight **** towards the sea. The main residential facilities in the port area were distributed on this gentle slope. The end of this gentle **** was the coast. A few kilometers away, there is thick fog and turbulence surrounding this secret home port.

Something flickered in the thick fog.

It was a dark green flame, rising and shining in the mist like a ghost.

Tyrian blinked. After a while, he heard a distant, hazy but definitely not hallucinatory roar.

It was an ancient muzzle-loading smoothbore gun firing.

"You are in the cold sea..." Tirian felt the muscles in his body tense, and a subtle but pervasive cold seemed to be gradually enveloping him. He hesitated and turned his head, looking at the ice surface Duncan in "You... found this place?"

"It's not very easy to find. Your island is surrounded by thick fog and ice floes, as well as rampant currents, but luckily the spirit world is calm and there are safe navigation routes," Duncan laughed, "But if you let /

Be careful, I'm not going to drive the Lost Land directly next to your island, it will make your subordinates nervous-the Lost Land will hide in the thick fog around you. "

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After thinking about it, Tirian suddenly felt that his father's last words seemed even more creepy—it might as well just drive the Lost Home to the port!

But he didn't dare to say that in the end.

Because he was worried that when he opened his eyes the next day, he would really see the flagpole of the Lost Homeland hovering above the port area.

"Your expression is tense and frustrated," Duncan's voice suddenly came, "I have brought you trouble?"

"Ah, no, that's not what I meant!" Tirian hurriedly said, while straightening his expression, "It's just that it happened suddenly, and I'm not quite used to getting along with you."

Speaking of this, he paused, and hurriedly asked before Duncan could speak again: "Why did you come to Lengliehai suddenly? It shouldn't be just to give me a 'surprise, right?"

"Something happened," Duncan nodded, "The person who should have been dead for many years suddenly sent a letter from Frost, which aroused my attention, and soon after I came here, I saw the 'Obsidian' again , which confirmed my conjecture, and now I suspect that the shadow left by the Abyss Project is stirring under the frost.”

The Abyss Project...

The muscles on Tyrian's cheek twitched uncontrollably, and many memories swirled in his mind—some from ~IndoMTL.com~ half a century ago, and some from more recent ones.

The sudden news from his father was like a sharp knife, cutting through the curtain that had only been slightly lifted. Tirian suddenly realized that what was happening was far from being as simple as he imagined.

Not just a "No. 3 submersible", not just a dagger island, under the frosty deep sea... not only the submerged plan is recovering.

"I'm afraid your suspicion is correct," he opened his mouth with a complicated expression, "There is really something wrong under Frost

, the Obsidian you encountered is not an exception... did you know that? Not long ago, the Frost authorities salvaged something in the offshore area. "

The voice in the ice was silent for a few seconds: "Looking at your expression, I think I guess what it is."

"Yes, the No. 3 submersible, the eighth replica, has now been sent to a deserted island called 'Dagger Island' near Frost. The secret of the body," said Tirian, shaking his head, "and this is not the only news. Recently, there have been rumors of the resurrection of the dead in the Frost City-State. It is said that the dead suddenly broke free from the grave, and even died and disappeared Years of people popping up on city streets—but reports to the contrary say they are just ordinary city-state residents, overwrought church guards hunting passers-by outside of curfew."

Tyrian shrugged.

"The information on Dagger Island is difficult to find out now because of the news blockade. I have some eyeliner on the situation of the Frost City State. According to the reports from the eyeliner, there are indeed strange things happening in the city state recently. In and out, but to say that the dead are resurrected... I don’t think there is much credibility.”