Deep Sea Embers Chapter 68: Reliable pigeon express

A cool sea breeze suddenly blew across the deck, causing Captain Lawrence, who had just walked outside, to rub his arms subconsciously—but he didn't know what the feeling of goosebumps was because of this slight The cool sea breeze was still because of what the young judge told him.

Abnormal 099, the doll coffin, after losing control, not only has the ability to move and the tendency to get out of trouble, but also can continue to expand its scope of influence, and constantly check the humanoid targets within the scope, perform unconditional beheading, only saints can resist This near-causal decapitation effect...

He and his crew have been dealing with this dangerous anomaly for the past half-month voyage—despite the fact that the **** journey has never been dangerous except for the last encounter with the Lost Country. But looking back at this time, he still felt a little scared.

But it's just a matter of fear.

He is a member of the Society of Explorers, a veteran ocean explorer whose job is to deal with the boundless sea - unlike fishermen who only operate in safe offshore areas, he spends more than half of his sailing career Time is dealing with all kinds of anomalies and even visions.

When undertaking an abnormal delivery mission, the authorities or the church will inform in advance of the dangers of the transportation process, and this part is often the shortest in the entire commission contract, usually with only one item: This mission is fatal, and the specific details cannot be informed. .

Every captain who seeks a life between the city-states knows what he is facing, and more than half of the captains suffer from this fatal career in their later years - dealing with the boundless sea all the year round, anomalies and visions There will always be something left in your destiny.

Many of his colleagues of similar age have retired, either trapped in constant nightmares, mentally ill from curses of various degrees, or physically disabled from voyages ...or worse.

The captains and sailors of ocean-going ships have high incomes far beyond the imagination of city-state residents, and they also suffer from "occupational diseases" far exceeding any occupation.

Captain Lawrence doesn't think he's a very noble person. He's mainly in this business to make money. Of course, he also had a passion for exploring the sea in his youth, but like most people, his enthusiasm in his youth was very It's hard to last a lifetime, and now... he thinks it's time for this enthusiasm to burn out.

Find a time to retire while your spirit is still normal, while the boundless sea has not entangled your destiny.

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

The search and questioning of the entire ship by the priests has not ended. Until then, he cannot leave the White Oak. After that, he will be transferred to the church with everyone, and will be quarantined and observed. Spiritual identification of the series.

His eyes swept over the familiar ship facilities around him.

It's a very good ship, and it's very new. I've only been in charge of it for five years. In the saying of the captains of the infinite sea, "the wedding date of the captain and the ship has not yet passed", seriously , Retirement is a bit reluctant.

But it's better to step back now than to die on some future voyage, or spend the rest of your life in a lunatic asylum.

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

"Call..."

Duncan exhaled lightly, feeling the perception from this body quickly, clear and stabilized, feeling his control over this body from remote control to direct control, after a delay of two or three seconds, He just propped himself up with his arms.

Ai the pigeon flew over, rubbed his mouth on the head of his bed, and shouted, "Honey, welcome home, do you want to eat first, take a shower first, or ..."

Duncan was about to stretch himself, and the pigeon almost cramped with a single sentence, when he slapped Ai on the head: "Why do you have such words?!"

Ai Yi is obviously not an extraordinary bird. After being slapped by Duncan, he seems to be fine. He briskly paced two steps aside, and continued to shout: "It was only a punch, and it was hit on the nose. The beating caused blood to flow, and the nose was crooked in half, but it seemed like a soy sauce shop was opened..."

Duncan just put the unsound bird aside and ignored it. He got up from the bed and looked at the table not far away.

On the table, there are all kinds of test items that he had prepared on the Lost Homeland quietly:

Sun talisman, dagger, cheese, cannonballs, and a salted fish.

The things are complete, so many messy and unrelated things are put together, and Ai has no "packet loss" phenomenon.

This pigeon is more reliable than I thought.

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, with a little compliment for the bird in his heart.

Then he saw Ai pacing the head of the bed in all directions. At this time, he had already carried his back to "When Luda looked, I saw Zheng Tu standing on the ground"...

Duncan: "..."

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

The first is the Sun Talisman, which has not changed - as an extraordinary item that has been completely transformed and controlled by the fire of the spirit body, it still has a gentle power flowing quietly in its body. Does not affect the nature of this item.

The dagger that doesn't have supernatural properties doesn't seem to have changed, except for its ancient style, its blade is still sharp, and the scabbard is well-maintained.

Duncan's eyes fell on the piece of cheese brought from the kitchen of the Lost Country.

The cheese was not abnormal, it was still in an inedible state, and it didn't rot or vanish out of thin air after leaving Homeless as Duncan had imagined.

He looks at the cannonball again—the cannonball sits silently on the table, unresponsive to the captain's gaze.

Duncan pushed the shell and tapped its cast iron casing.

Extraordinary qualities have faded from the cannonball.

On the Homeless, even the shells are "active". Of course, this does not mean that each shell has an independent "thinking", but the entire ammunition system of the ship has a unified " Consciousness" is in control, and as a "sub-unit" of this consciousness, the cannonballs on the Homeless will even adjust their positions immediately and be "inspected" when they are watched by the captain.

According to Duncan's observation for a period of time, the force part of the Lost Homes should be controlled by two "consciousnesses", one is the ammunition system, and the other is the dozens of artillery pieces under the deck. These two consciousnesses should be responsible for combat respectively. Loading and firing at the same time, and controls every "member" within their respective systems.

The cannonball in front of me obviously broke away from the control of its upper consciousness as it left the Homeless, and turned into an ordinary iron lump.

Duncan mused.

If this cannonball is brought back, will it become part of the arsenal again? Will Lost Homes still "recognize" this "sub-unit" that has gone and returned?

His thinking goes out again - the ammunition on the Homeless is limited, and the shells fired will not come back (the eight shells that were used to press Alice did not come back), then ...Can the ammunition on the ship be replenished? How did the new munitions that came in became a "subunit" of Homeless?

The idea is extended a little further: Can the Lost Homeland upgrade its artillery system? More advanced cannons, more advanced shells ~IndoMTL.com~ Will these things work on that ship?

Homeless is a ghost ship, which is destined to be difficult for it to be easily supplied and... "improved" like ordinary ships. The things carried on board are only "foreign objects". part of the Lost Homes, then these exotics can't have the convenience of "running on their own" like other facilities on the ship.

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

Also have better living conditions.

Duncan couldn't help but think a lot about this.

The more he got in touch with the modern Prand city-state, the more he could feel that the Lost Country a century ago was not as glamorous and perfect as its famous name——

That ship may have strange and terrifying power, but it doesn't even have an electric light, and it doesn't have French fries. Its weapon system is still an ancient cannon. Although the sail is easy to use, it is obviously good to have a set of steam engines as backup power, but there is not even a boiler for hot water on board.

And no fries.

Duncan silently glanced at the pigeons who had jumped onto the windowsill and looked outside in a daze.

The pigeon turned around and looked at him with a wink of mung bean eyes: "Go to the pier to order french fries?"

"Shut up, don't mention the fries." Duncan rejected the pigeon with a subtle 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 the "Items other than the Lost Homes".

After walking in the spirit world, this salted fish doesn't seem to have changed.

Let's make Nina's soup tonight.