The goat head is a dangerous guy, and Duncan knew this from the beginning - its danger is not only that it is an unknown anomaly, but also that it once served the real Captain Duncan, and to this day still follows the old rules.
Act and think accordingly.
From the perspective of Goat Head, the city-states on land are meaningless. The mortals in the city-states are stupid and ridiculous. The weak city-state fleets are food, and plundering and killing them... is the natural "daily life" of the Lost Home.
Duncan didn't know how long it would take him to adjust the goat-headed thinking habits, but he knew that the process had to be subtle - using some reasonable reasons to change his own and the Homeless's behavior style was the safest way.
He took one last look at the goat head who was waiting quietly on the navigation table, confirming that the other party had taken over the sails and rudder system of the Lost Home, and then opened the door and walked into his dormitory.
This afternoon, Nina will return to the antique store, but before that, she will let Pigeon Ai complete more testing projects.
The door leading to the captain's dormitory was closed, and the goat's head stared quietly in the direction of the door in the darkness. It remained silent for an unknown length of time, until it confirmed that the captain's consciousness had set out to walk in the spirit world, and then it whispered softly as if talking to itself.
Get up: "It's really not affected by subspace..."
In the dimness, the carved wooden goat head creaked and turned, as if it was looking around the room, or as if its eyes penetrated the room and looked around the entire ship.
"The Homeless Number, the Homeless Number... what kind of terrible thing did you catch back then..."
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Duncan has returned to the familiar dark space. He feels his will extending among countless starlights and lines of light. The two ends of the extended trajectory are the Homeless Ship and the antique shop in the city-state of Pland.
It seems that as this "two-wire connection" lasts longer, this feeling becomes clearer and clearer. Now he can sense the situation at the antique shop without even deliberately concentrating - and can also remotely control it.
The body in the tool shop performs some simple daily activities.
This is obviously a good thing. An antique shop owner who spends more than half of the time "asleep" in the store is obviously suspicious, and even if the body just gets up to move around and stands at the door for a minute or two, it can
Get rid of a lot of unnecessary looks.
Duncan did not immediately "transmit" his main consciousness to the city-state of Pland, but stopped in the dark space. He carefully sensed the changes in the space, and then looked back to his side.
In the vast darkness, Ai Yi, in the form of a bone dove, was hovering silently. His ghostly body continued to shed green firelight as he flew. In the center of the area where Ai Yi was hovering, there were some vague shadows.
.
Among those phantoms were the sun amulet that had been brought to the Lost Home, an ancient dagger, a piece of cheese, a round cannonball, and a hard dried salted fish.
These are "test items" that he prepared before departure to further test Ai's ability to carry items and the changes during the carrying process.
The dagger was found in the cabin. It may have belonged to a sailor and was an "ordinary object" without a thought. The cheese was taken from the kitchen and has the property of not perishable. The cannonballs came from the ammunition depot and the dried salted fish.
It is one of the harvests from the last fishing trip. It has just been dried in the past two days - actually it has not been fully dried yet, but it is already hard.
Duncan looked at Ai who was hovering around these phantoms and nodded slightly: "So you carry things like this every time."
Ai flapped his wings and let out a hoarse, sharp cry: "Hold on and sit tight, hold on and sit tight!"
Duncan smiled, concentrated his energy, and prepared to project his main consciousness.
But at the moment when he concentrated his attention, he suddenly saw a strange glimmer of light emerging from the end of the light stream pointing towards the city-state of Puland!
Duncan stopped immediately and looked at the light that flickered among the countless dim stars in surprise - the light seemed to be there originally, but it only turned from dark to bright at the moment when he concentrated, as if he was suddenly
Notice the general and begin to exude a clear sense of presence.
What it is?
In doubt, Duncan tried to move towards the glimmer of light, but with just a thought, he had already crossed the vast darkness. The glimmer of light quickly expanded in front of his eyes, and turned into a stream of light that flowed up and down in front of his eyes.
Only then did he see that there was an undetectable "connection" between the undulating stream of light and himself - just like the connection between his own body on the Lost Home and the spare body in the antique shop.
Contact is the same.
This is...another spare body to be chosen?
Duncan couldn't help but have such a conjecture in his mind, but he quickly shook his head - the glimmer of light flowing in front of his eyes was far larger in scale than those light spots representing the "body". Such a large ray of light... is not so much a representation of
Rather than a body to be chosen, it is some kind of huge object that has established a connection with itself.
While hesitating, he made up his mind and reached out his hand to touch the light cautiously...
The next second, a huge and unfamiliar "perception" suddenly poured into his mind - he could not see the things around him clearly, but he felt the sea breeze blowing on his body, and felt the waves slowly rising and falling around him.
He noticed that there were many people walking around him, even walking on his body. He heard people talking from all directions, but all the sounds were mixed together, and they seemed to be separated by thick curtains, making it impossible to hear them.
clear.
He was vaguely aware that he was perceiving the environment through the perspective of a behemoth, but this behemoth was not suitable for his spirit to descend directly, or there was some kind of force protecting this thing and blocking his own power from intruding, so
All his perceptions were delayed and blocked.
This behemoth seems to be staying on the sea near the land, and many people are gathering here.
There was a tense and serious atmosphere filling the crowd. They seemed to be solemnly dealing with some dangerous factors, and everyone's conversations were low-pitched and concise.
Duncan tried hard to concentrate, trying to hear clearly what these voices were talking about through thick curtains.
After trying hard for a long time, he finally heard a word that was mentioned repeatedly among these humming and rumbling sounds - white oak horn.
Duncan took back the hand that touched the stream of light and looked at the floating shimmer in front of him with some astonishment.
The glimmer of light floated in the darkness, vaguely showing the shadow of the ship.
White Oak... This name seems familiar, but I can't remember when I heard it.
Duncan thought hard and recalled, and finally some rough impressions were rummaged in the depths of his memory. He recalled the ship he collided with in the spirit world when he was at the helm for the first time, and recalled the time when the Lost Home penetrated the opponent.
And then, I seemed to have seen its name on the side of the ship... That ship seemed to be called the White Oak.
Then, he remembered the newspaper he bought in the city-state of Pland. At that time, there was an inconspicuous section in the newspaper that seemed to mention this matter. It said that the ocean-going ship White Oak, which had been missing for several days, would be lost in the near future.
Moored……
Duncan stared blankly at the glimmer of light floating in front of his eyes.
This is the White Oak, the White Oak that was responsible for escorting Anomaly 099.
It seemed that the old captain and his crew who had tried to speak to him had finally arrived in the city-state of Pland, which was something to be happy about.
Obviously, he has established a connection with this ship.
Could it be that the connection was established after the "spirit collision" incident? Because the flames from the Homeless spread to the White Oak?
Duncan had vague conjectures in his mind, and used this to speculate on the various properties of his spiritual body's flame. At the same time, he was also thinking about whether his connection with the steamship could bring anything.
use.
After drifting on the Lost Home for so long, he attaches great importance to every connection between himself and the civilized world.
It now appears that although the White Oak has docked at the port, it is still under some kind of blockade and surveillance. Those nervous people should be the city-state's "professionals" who specialize in dealing with extraordinary phenomena.
Obviously, for people in the city-state, a ship that has been lost at sea is dangerous, and the other party's experience of negative contact with the Lost Home may also be a major matter to be reviewed.
Duncan is still a little self-conscious about himself and the notorious reputation of the Lost Home.
After thinking about it for a while, Duncan cautiously stepped back and did not continue to touch the mist in front of him.
As the number one boss of the Infinite Sea, he did not intend to deal with the protectors of the city-state, and without knowing the details of those "extraordinary experts", he did not want to expose that the White Oak had established contact with "Captain Duncan"
fact.
He didn't want the connection between himself and the steamship to be discovered and eliminated - anyway, the connection had been established, as stable as an anchor rope under the sea. He could wait patiently, and the White Oak would eventually monitor it.
will be lifted.
By then, maybe he could still talk to the old captain calmly.
Find out what the old captain was shouting to me when the wind and waves were too big.