The snow-white dove stood blankly on the table, hanging around its neck was the brass compass that Duncan had been looking for for a long time, and the familiar obsidian knife was placed at its feet.
Duncan looked at the pigeon in a daze, and the pigeon looked at him in a daze.
It is not easy to read the expression on a bird's face, but for some reason, Duncan just feels that he can understand the expression of this pigeon. Not only can he understand the expression, he can even see the slightly red eyes of the pigeon.
There was some kind of "wisdom" in it - the bird's two mung bean eyes were looking straight ahead. When Duncan cast his gaze over, one of its eyes obviously also turned his attention.
It came over, but its other eye seemed to still be looking at the ceiling of the captain's dormitory, its sight wandering here and there.
"A... pigeon?"
After reacting for several seconds, Duncan finally twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered subconsciously.
Why a pigeon? Why did a pigeon suddenly appear? Why is my brass compass still hanging on this pigeon? How did that knife come here?
Or maybe a thousand words can be summed up into one sentence: Can anything normal happen on this abnormal ship?!
While Duncan was full of questions and muttering in his heart, the pigeon that had been staying for a long time seemed to finally "wake up". It nodded its head and walked two steps on the table, approached Duncan, and stretched out its arms vigorously.
The neck makes a loud "gurgling" sound.
"..." Duncan looked at the bird speechlessly, and for some reason, many classic images of pirate captains suddenly appeared in his mind. Then he lowered his head and glanced at the captain's uniform on his body, "The captain looks like a bird next to him.
It’s indeed standard, but shouldn’t it be a parrot under normal circumstances… What’s going on with the pigeon?”
When the pigeon heard Duncan's words, it immediately nodded seriously and issued a female voice with a strange and dull tone: "Transmission completed!"
All the murmurs in Duncan's heart and mouth were immediately cut off. He almost choked in his lungs with a mouthful of saliva, staring at the white dove in front of him with a stunned expression.
He recalled his feelings when he first set foot on the ship and saw a talking goat head in the captain's cabin.
But at any rate, this was not the first day he came to the Homeless Ship. He was already accustomed to the anomalies in this world, so the pigeon's words only surprised him for a moment. The next second, his expression changed.
He became serious, and at the same time, a green spiritual fire appeared slightly in one hand, and he stared at the pigeon in front of him on alert: "Where are you from?"
The pigeon tilted its head, looking directly at Duncan with one eye, and looking at the ceiling with the other eye: "Wrong address, please recheck the address, or contact the system administrator."
Duncan: "...?"
Compared with the momentary dullness on his expression, what was causing greater waves in his heart at this moment!
What this pigeon is talking about... doesn't look like the "painting style" of this world, nor does it look like the words that come out of Goat Head or Alice or any of those black-robed cultists. Instead, it's his role as "Zhou Ming".
"This term is more familiar to people on earth!"
However, the pigeon seemed not to notice the changes in Duncan's eyes and expression at all. It just lowered its head and pecked its own wings, shook the brass compass hanging on its chest, and then began to leisurely stroll on the table.
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After pacing for a few steps, it ran to the obsidian knife again, pulled it in the direction of Duncan with its claws, and uttered the same strange female voice as before: "Take this solar battle ax and embrace the battle.
Glory!"
Duncan suddenly stood up from the desk, and the seat made a harsh friction sound against the floor. He stared at the pigeon in front of him, who still looked innocent and indifferent, and an extremely weird but funny emotion filled him.
mind.
There is no way this pigeon is something that originally existed on the Lost Home, and it is almost impossible that it is something that originally existed in this world!
Only "Zhou Ming" can understand the meaning of the words it speaks!
Perhaps it was because the tables and chairs were clashing so loudly that even the chart room could hear the movement. Duncan suddenly heard a goat-headed voice in his mind: "Captain? Are you okay?"
Duncan was still staring at the pigeons on the table. He knew that the goat head did not dare to peek directly into the captain's dormitory, so he replied in a low voice and as calmly as ever: "I'm fine."
"Miss Alice is here to see you, would you like to..."
"You receive it first."
"Yes, Captain."
Duncan exhaled and looked back at the door leading to the chart room.
The goat head's noisy bombardment of Alice is still continuing. Miss Doll has tried to get up and leave several times but has been stopped. Duncan feels that he should go out and save the unlucky doll, but now...he has more.
Important things need to be confirmed.
Please work harder Alice.
Duncan sat back at his desk, ready to try to see if he could have normal verbal communication with the pigeon in front of him, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a scene that he had not noticed just now——
A "line of fire" vaguely extended from the cluster of spiritual fire jumping between the fingers of his right hand. This flame stream was as slender as a hair, and its end floated out for more than ten centimeters before dissipating.
in the air.
And that strange pigeon was also wrapped with a wisp of green flame. The flame was hidden in the gap between the feathers under its wings. The other end also extended into the air and disappeared in mid-air.
Duncan frowned, raised his right hand and thought, as the flames jumped, the doves on the table disappeared in an instant.
The next second, the pigeon appeared on his shoulder. It lowered its head and pecked Duncan's hair, making a loud sound: "Cuckoo!"
Duncan clicked his fingers again, and the dove on his shoulder appeared on the desk again.
A brass compass hung on the pigeon's chest, its shiny shell reflecting the green light of the flames.
Duncan frowned: "...Is it related to this brass compass?"
He has been able to determine that there is a certain connection between the pigeon and himself. This connection is even closer than the connection between him and the Lost Home. This may also explain why the pigeon "knows" something that only he knows, from
With "knowledge" of the Earth, he just couldn't determine the reason for the dove's appearance.
After thinking about it, he could only place his suspicion on the strange brass compass.
From the time I tested the spiritual fire to now, all the abnormalities started from this brass compass, whether it was the previous experience of soul traveling, or the experience of spiritual projection onto a corpse, or the loss of the compass just now.
And Fei, when he reappeared, was hanging on the pigeon's chest... The source of everything seemed to be this thing.
Duncan stared at the pigeon for a while and then stretched out his hand towards the compass.
He wanted to take this thing off and study it carefully.
The pigeon did not avoid or block it, but Duncan's fingers failed to touch the surface of the brass compass - his fingers went straight through and touched the soft down on the pigeon's chest.
It's like walking through a layer of illusion.
The pigeon jumped twice on the spot, as if it was tickled by Duncan. It opened its mouth and shouted: "Today is KFC Crazy Thursday, v me 50..."
Duncan's eyes twitched twice, and he tested it twice with disbelief, finally confirming that it was impossible for him to remove the brass compass from the pigeon - this thing had obviously undergone some kind of alienation and turned into a
The illusion of pigeons bound together cannot be removed or touched.
Or...that pigeon is the original body of today's brass compass?
Duncan suddenly had many speculations in his mind that even he didn't know whether to believe or not, and the only thing he could be sure of was only one thing: the appearance of this pigeon and his use of the brass compass to "soul travel"
The experience is inseparable, and this experience may also have changed the shape of the brass compass.
This may be the nature of the brass compass itself, its inherent attribute as a certain "abnormal object", or the "cost of use". As for why the pigeon is so wrong... it is not because of the compass, but because of the earthly person "Zhou Ming"
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All this cannot be confirmed or disproven yet, unless Duncan can find the instructions for the various anomalies on the Homeless Ship.
As for now, he must figure out how to house this... abnormal pigeon.
After thinking briefly, he decided to give the pigeon a name.
"I have to give you a name," he tapped the table with his fingers and said seriously to the pigeon in front of him, "I think you can understand me, right?"
The pigeon tilted its head, and its two mung bean-sized eyes looked at Duncan erratically: "Ai?"
(Oh my god!)
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