"Tell me, what's going on over there with Purander now?"
After being silent for a long time, Shirley finally couldn't help it. She looked up at the old scholar in front of her, then looked at Miss Alice who seemed to be very familiar with Mr. Duncan, and asked hesitantly.
"...I don't know, but I think Mr. Duncan may have solved this problem - although I can't imagine how he solved it," Morris rubbed his forehead and said while thinking, "Compared to this, now I
I care more about this place..."
He raised his head, looked around, and his eyes fell on the sails of spiritual beings that were stirring out of thin air in the sky, and his expression was a little strange.
"This ship reminds me of the legend, the legend about the Lost Home..."
"Yes," as soon as Morris finished speaking, Alice's voice came from the side, with a proud smile on her face, "This is the Lost Home—welcome aboard."
Morris stopped rubbing his forehead for an instant, and his eyes widened in shock: "Is this really the Lost Home?! Then Mr. Duncan's identity..."
"Captain, sir, your reaction is too slow," said Shirley on the opposite side. After being nervous for a long time, she finally felt a little happy because she knew some information that others didn't know. This made her feel a lot more relaxed.
"His name is Duncan, don't you think?"
"Have you known about this for a long time?" Morris looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief, "I thought it was your first time on this ship like me..."
"This is my first time here - but it's not the first time I've seen Captain Duncan's real appearance," Shirley puffed up her chest proudly, "Agou and I have known Captain Duncan for a long time...
It’s earlier than you anyway!”
Morris didn't pay attention to what Shirley said in the second half of the sentence. After hearing the other party mention "the true appearance of the captain", he couldn't help but feel his forehead jump, and then he muttered with a weird face: "...if possible
If so, I'd rather not know what 'true appearance' is..."
Shirley was startled: "Ah? Master, what are you talking about?"
"It's nothing...it's better not to talk about some things too often. It's good for your physical and mental health."
"Hey, you love to talk, but you intellectuals always like to be so mysterious," Shirley curled her lips, but she didn't stay quiet for two seconds. She couldn't help but look at the big ship again.
At the end of the deck, "Do you think... is Nina okay? She suddenly disappeared from our eyes, but Mr. Duncan said she only left temporarily..."
Alice's soft and confident voice sounded from the side, comforting the worried Shirley: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Shirley raised her eyes. She was not familiar with Alice, but she knew that this extremely beautiful mysterious lady seemed to have been following "Captain Duncan" earlier. She must have known some inside information that others did not know.
He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why do you say that? Do you know Nina's situation..."
"Because the captain said," Alice smiled, "he said not to worry."
Shirley couldn't say the rest.
For some reason, she suddenly felt that the extraordinarily beautiful lady in front of her seemed... not very smart...
…
At the same time, on the rear deck of the Lost Home, Duncan was looking at the bright arc of flame floating in the air opposite him.
Now, he is 100% sure that, at least in terms of shape, this flame arc is an erupting solar prominence - and it keeps repeating the process from eruption to falling, which gives people the feeling... as if a solar prominence is directly erupting.
"Intercepted" from a sun not only intercepts its existence, but also intercepts its cyclic state within a certain period of time.
Now, this “intercepted” prominence is floating quietly on the Homeless Ship, and it looks like it is only as tall as a person.
But that doesn’t mean it’s really just that… “small and harmless.”
Duncan could feel the astonishing energy contained within it. Although he could only feel a small part of it, the destructive heat and the terrifying power from the star were still enough to suffocate him. This feeling even exceeded what he had experienced through gold before.
The feeling that the mask felt at that moment when he peered into the "Creeping Sun Disk" also made him more convinced that this stream of flames really came from the "sun".
It comes from a real sun that is beyond the knowledge of those sun believers and has been alienated and disintegrated in an ancient era.
This prominence looks small and harmless now simply because it is still under control.
Duncan could not understand that in the knowledge system he had, there was no way to explain why a part of the sun became like this, and there was no way to guess what happened to the real star to which this prominence once belonged.
Just like he can't understand this world, he can't understand what kind of great annihilation can create this weird and dangerous "deep sea age".
But he finally shook his head.
These things are not important for the time being.
Duncan took a gentle breath to focus his energy again, and then tentatively stretched out his right hand towards the "prominence".
The fatal high temperature appeared in his perception, but the next second, this high temperature dissipated like an illusion. He saw a cluster of green fire dancing on his fingertips, and inside the prominence, there were also wisps of green.
The flames are moving quietly, as if they are resonating.
Not long ago, it was this trace of "pollution" implanted in advance that terminated and tore apart the birth process of the dark sun above Plande, and also preserved Nina's "humanity".
"Nina, try again," Duncan said, "recall the feeling of that transformational moment and let yourself 'come back'. We were very close to success just now."
The flame jumped in the air a few times, and then the surface swelled, and the golden flames rose and entangled. In a short period of time, a figure gradually condensed in the jumping fire, this vague figure.
It can be seen that she is a girl, but the outline of her facial features is blurry.
She lowered her head and seemed to look at her body curiously, but the next second, the flame that had just condensed suddenly shattered, and she once again transformed into a form of gushing flames.
"Don't be discouraged, let's try again," Duncan was not impatient at all, but continued to guide gently, "I will 'support' you. Since you can recover to this extent, it means that this idea is feasible...
"
The flame arc swelled up again, crackling sounds came from the golden flame, and then, Nina's figure emerged from the flames again.
Duncan watched this scene with some nervousness - similar attempts have been made countless times, but each time they failed midway, although according to the feedback from the spiritual fire implanted in the sun fragment, this process should indeed be controllable.
, but obviously this huge and unfamiliar power is not so easy to master.
The golden flames crackled, and Duncan was ready to fail again.
But just after his next breath, the fire and flame arc in front of his eyes instantly disappeared without a trace.
A familiar figure jumped out from the last ray of jumping firelight.
The gentle sea breeze blew across the deck, bringing moisture and coldness. Nina's hair tips were slightly raised in the sea breeze. The bright sunlight slanted through the clouds and passed through her wind-blown hair.
Between the threads, the sun dances like flames.
And in the next moment, those sunlight flames jumping between the hairs disappeared like phantoms.
Nina smiled and looked at "Uncle Duncan" who was completely different from what she remembered, but was unmistakable: "Uncle, I'm back!"
It was only at this moment that Duncan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and as he breathed a sigh of relief, the entire Homeless Ship also reacted - the ship seemed to have been tightening just now, and all the cables and masts
The sails and sails were tightening, but now crackling sounds were heard from all directions, mixed with whirring and rattling sounds below the deck.
It was like the whole ship was cheering and celebrating with the captain.
"Quiet," Duncan said back, and the whole ship immediately became quiet. Then he turned back and looked at Nina curiously, "Can you still recognize me?"
"Yes, you are Uncle Duncan," Nina said matter-of-factly, but then she scratched her face - this was her habitual move to hide her embarrassment and helplessness, "But... I don't know how you recognized it.
, Anyway, I thought it was you. You called me down when you were floating in the sky, and I recognized it directly..."
She stopped hesitantly, looked up and down at Duncan in front of her, and squinted her eyes slightly, as if to carefully distinguish certain details about her "uncle".
Nothing like it, almost no resemblance to Uncle Duncan from the antique shop.
But clear cognition is directly reflected in one's own mind.
It was as if he recognized the person in front of him not through his eyes, but directly through "reading the facts."
Nina didn't know how to explain her feelings at the moment, so she could only giggle in confusion until Duncan came forward and ruffled her hair as usual.
"That's fine," Duncan breathed softly, "I was still struggling with how to explain this ship and my other appearance to you."
Nina dodged the hand pressing on her head. The Uncle Duncan in front of her was much taller than she remembered, and his palms were also much wider and rougher. His calloused fingers brushed her forehead, making her feel itchy.
After a while, when the other party took his hand back, she suddenly raised her head and looked directly into Duncan's eyes.
"I actually have two 'uncles'...right?"
she said suddenly.
Duncan's eyes did not dodge. Although this moment did come suddenly, he was not too surprised.
It seemed like a long time ago that he knew that this moment would happen sooner or later.
If there is any power in the world that can resist the power of "Captain Duncan", then the "sun"... no matter which sun it is, is an expected option.