Chapter 192 Non-linear existence and preparation for going to the city-state
The doll once again rode the wind and waves back to the Lost Home, and seemed to be a little frightened - and after hearing the messy description of this embarrassing doll, Duncan's eyes widened in shock.
"Disappeared? Disappeared out of thin air right in front of your eyes?" Duncan looked at Alice dumbfounded, and then looked at the rescue boat next to him that had just been lifted to the side of the ship by the winch sling - there were still some remnants of the previous use on the boat.
The ropes that bound the final preachers were tied up, but the cultists who had been bound had long since disappeared.
"Yes, yes! It disappeared all of a sudden! There was no sound at all!" Alice explained her bizarre experience to Duncan with gesticulations, "The moment the sun shone down, they disappeared, just like
It's never been the same..."
"The moment the sun shone down, it disappeared silently..." Duncan frowned. He imagined countless ways for the Evangelists to escape or resist, but he did not expect that the other party would disappear out of thin air. This made many of his preparations impossible.
It's all useless. "I can understand them even if they jump into the sea. They are soluble in water at least. What is the principle of being soluble in sunlight... Is it related to the sun? The sun's suppression ability will make them unable to live in reality.
The world survives?”
"I don't know." Alice stared confidently.
"I didn't ask you either," Duncan glanced at the doll, "Then what happened before they disappeared? What did they say? Or did they perform some weird ritual?"
"They...have been talking about subspace, the promised land, the destined reincarnation of the end, and so on." Alice rubbed her head, and then suddenly remembered, "Ah, that's right.
!One of the cultists said, 'Another day is over for us'..."
"Their 'another day' is over?" Duncan frowned suddenly, and then for some reason he thought of what a final preacher had said to him before -
They hide in cursed history.
Some outrageous conjectures popped up, but when I think about the state of this even more outrageous world, it seems that no matter how outrageous things are, they are not that outrageous.
"Captain?" Alice saw Duncan frowning and thinking for a long time without paying any attention to her, and finally couldn't help but take the initiative to speak, "What have you thought of? You..."
"It's nothing," Duncan shook his head, as if talking to himself, and muttered as if sighing softly, "I just suddenly had a crazy idea, those so-called final preachers... I'm afraid they don't exist in a non-linear way...
…”
"Nonlinear existence?" Alice was stunned for a moment. Her limited brain capacity and knowledge reserve prevented her from keeping up with the captain's train of thought. "What does that mean?"
"...You'd better stop asking. With your intelligence, it's hard for me to explain it to you." Duncan glanced at Alice and hesitated for two seconds before shaking his head, "It's just that I suddenly figured out something.
, why does the book Morris gave me say that the Evangelist is the most mysterious cultist and the most difficult to discover and capture... This is outrageous."
This is outrageous - Duncan repeated in his mind.
Hiding in the abnormal flow of history, it is a non-linear existence, traveling through reality with the alternation of day and night. Unless you kill it on the spot, you will never be able to arrest a missionary captured yesterday today - this is what he speculated based on the existing clues.
Amazing facts...
In contrast, those Sun Cultists, who are equally brutal and dark, but are actually mostly composed of a mob, appear to be much more ordinary and kinder - although they also have the tendency to "continuously transform from ordinary people under the influence of the creeping sun disk"
It has the strange characteristics of "Come", but at least it is not evil to this extent.
But then again... If the Evangelist is really a "non-linear existence" as he guessed, then how did they end up in this state? How can ordinary humans... strip themselves out of the normal state?
Time flow, becoming a "slicing creature" that is discontinuous in time?
Just because they followed the subspace...and thus received the crazy and chaotic "blessing" of the subspace?
"Captain, you are in a daze again..."
Alice's voice came again, and the doll was looking at Duncan worriedly.
"I'm fine." Duncan breathed softly and put away all the messy thoughts. He felt that it was too early for him to brainstorm now. After all, it was his first contact with those subspace believers, and he did the most outrageous thing rashly.
The speculation is useless.
He focused his attention on Alice again.
"Did you see the note I gave you?" he said casually.
"I saw it!" Alice nodded happily immediately. "When I first saw the box, I was shocked and thought you were telling me not to go back. But then I felt relieved when I saw the note... But I didn't understand it.
The words on it make me understand the picture you drew..."
The corner of Duncan's mouth trembled, and he thought that what he had in mind after writing the note turned out to be useful. This puppet turned out to be illiterate: "...You really can't read."
"I can't read!" Alice said with the same confidence as always, "I have been lying in the box for so many years, and I am already very good at accumulating some common sense of life by 'listening'. How can I recognize the words clearly again..."
Duncan: "..."
"Captain, what are you thinking about?"
"I suddenly thought... I don't know if it would be feasible to set up a cram school in the Lost Home or an antique store." Duncan sighed, "Counting you, I already know two illiterate people - if you count the dogs, there will be three.
, enough to form a study group.”
Alice thought for a while: "What is a cram school? What is a study group?"
"...We'll explain it later," Duncan waved his hand, and then his expression became slightly more serious, "Let's talk about the previous 'test'. Everything was normal before the three cultists disappeared, right? Including delivering the box.
After passing by, they were not affected in any way?"
"It must be normal. Their heads are all on their necks. I can see them clearly."
Duncan put his fingers on his chin and looked at Alice thoughtfully.
Although the characteristics of those final preachers are weird, they definitely don't have the strength or "super resistance" like the saints. After all, Shirley was able to kill three people with a dog, which shows that their flesh and blood bodies can also be destroyed.
"Conventional substances", at best, have a tolerance to pain far beyond that of ordinary people.
And now the three Evangelists have been by Alice's side for such a long time, but they haven't been affected in any way. In other words...the effect of the guillotine has really disappeared?...
Alice watched the change in Duncan's face. No matter how slow she was, she finally came to her senses. She cautiously came over and raised her face with a hint of expectation: "Captain... did my 'test' pass?"
Can you take me to the city-state?"
"The test... should have passed. Although the weird characteristics of those final preachers make me a little worried, but from the results..." Duncan spoke very slowly because he was still thinking and deliberation, but in the end he still clicked
He nodded, "Okay, the test has indeed passed. Your guillotine ability seems to be under control."
Having said this, he paused, and before Alice celebrated, he added: "I will take you to the city-state, but not immediately - you have a serious lack of understanding of the common sense of the human world, and there are places on your body that are easily exposed.
, such as your finger and wrist joints, the former needs a lot of work, and the latter needs some disguise."
"Yeah, I know, I know!" Alice nodded vigorously. She didn't seem to be frustrated at all by the difficulties and problems that Duncan mentioned. Instead, she seemed very motivated. "Mr. Goat Head also told me,
It said that the human world is very complicated. Even going out to buy groceries has a lot of rules. It said that if I want to go to a human city-state, I will definitely need to "make up for it." If there is anything I don't know, I can ask..."
"Don't ask it!!" Duncan was shocked before Alice could finish her words, and quickly interrupted the doll, which had been cooperating with the goat head all day long and was about to become completely crooked with just a glance, "It looks even less human than you.
Well, you want to learn the common sense of human society from it? Where is your brain?"
Alice looked innocent: "No!"
Duncan almost lost his breath, and after holding his eyes for a long time, he finally said: "You...I admit that you are right."
"hey-hey……"
"Anyway, don't learn anything from that goat head in the future. He can't teach you many good things," Duncan sighed. He felt that every time he communicated with this doll, he was challenging his nerves. He even felt like he had passed Sank.
, "I will take the time to teach you some common sense later, and help you think about the disguise. Now that you have nothing to do, let's go cook."
"Oh," Alice nodded vigorously, but just as she was about to walk away, she suddenly remembered something and turned around to look at Duncan curiously, "Then what are you going to do, Captain?"
"I have something to talk to Goathead about," Duncan waved his hand with a tired look on his face, "something that has nothing to do with you."
Alice nodded, turned and walked towards the cabin - in a good mood, walking briskly and dignifiedly.
Duncan looked at Miss Doll's leaving figure and couldn't help but sigh again -
You are so elegant when you don't speak or turn around.