A cool sea breeze suddenly blew across the deck, causing Captain Lawrence, who had just walked out from indoors, to subconsciously rub his arms - but he didn't know whether the goosebumps were due to the cool sea breeze.
, or because of what the young judge told him.
Abnormality 099, the puppet coffin, after losing control, not only has the ability to move and the tendency to escape, but also continuously expands its scope of influence, and constantly checks the humanoid targets within the scope, and performs unconditional beheadings. Only saints can resist this kind of near-impairment.
The decapitating effect of cause and effect…
In the past half month of the voyage, he and his crew have been dealing with this dangerous anomaly day and night - despite the fact that except for the final encounter with the Lost Home, there has never been any danger on this escort trip, but at this time
Looking back, he still felt a little scared.
But it's just a matter of fear.
He is a member of the Explorers Association and a senior ocean explorer. His job is to deal with the boundless sea - unlike those fishermen who only operate in safe offshore areas, he spent most of his sailing career in
Dealing with all kinds of anomalies and even anomalies.
When undertaking an abnormal transportation task, the authorities or the church will inform you in advance of the dangers of the transportation process, and this part of the contract is often the shortest in the entire commission contract. There is usually only one clause: This task is fatally dangerous, and the specific details cannot be disclosed.
Every captain who makes a living among city-states knows what he is facing, and more than half of the captains suffer from the entanglement of this fatal career in their later years - dealing with the boundless sea all year round, anomalies and anomalies will always occur
Leave something in your destiny.
Many of his colleagues of a similar age have retired. They are either suffering from non-stop nightmares, or have mental problems due to various degrees of curses, or have physical disabilities left during the voyage...or...
Worse.
Captains and sailors on ocean-going ships have high incomes that are far beyond the imagination of city-state residents, and they also have "occupational diseases" that far exceed those of any occupation.
Captain Lawrence felt that he was not a very noble person. He did this business mainly to make money. Of course, he also had a passion for exploring the sea when he was young, but like most people, the passion in youth is difficult to carry with him throughout his life.
, and now... he feels that it is time for this enthusiasm to burn out.
While your mind is still sane and the boundless sea has not entangled your destiny, find a time to retire.
Lawrence sighed slightly, turned around and walked slowly towards the captain's cabin.
The chaplains' search and questioning of the entire ship has not yet ended. Before that, he cannot leave the White Oak. After that, he will be transferred to the church with everyone and undergo isolation observation and a series of spiritual tests.
identification.
His eyes scanned the familiar ship facilities around him.
This is a very good ship, and it is very new. I have only been in charge of it for five years. As the saying goes among the captains of the Infinite Sea, "the captain and the ship have not even passed the wedding period yet." To be honest, retirement is very long.
A bit reluctant.
But it is better to retreat now than to die on some future voyage or to spend the rest of his life in a lunatic asylum.
…
In the old Duncan antique store in the lower city of the city, the middle-aged man lying on the bed on the second floor slowly opened his eyes, and the slightly old and moldy ceiling was reflected in Duncan's field of vision.
"call……"
Duncan exhaled softly, feeling that the sensation coming from this body quickly became clearer and stabilized. He felt that his control method of this body changed from remote control to direct control. After two or three seconds, he finally moved his arms.
He pushed himself up hard.
The pigeon Aiyi flew over, rubbed his beak on the head of his bed, and shouted: "My dear, welcome home, would you like to eat first, or take a bath first, or..."
Duncan was about to stretch his body, but the pigeon stretched so hard that he almost cramped up with just one sentence. At that time, he slapped Ai on the head: "Why do you have so many words?!"
Ai Yi was obviously not a special bird. After being slapped by Duncan, he acted as if nothing was wrong. He walked briskly to the side and continued shouting: "It was just a punch. It hit the nose, and it drew blood."
Bursting, the nose is crooked to one side, but it seems to have opened a soy sauce shop..."
Duncan immediately put this insane bird aside and ignored him. He stood up from the bed and looked at the table not far away.
On the table, there are quietly placed various test items that he had prepared on the Lost Home:
Sun amulet, dagger, cheese, cannonballs, and a salted fish.
Everything is complete, so many messy and unrelated things are put together, and there is no "packet loss" phenomenon in AI.
This pigeon turned out to be more reliable than I thought.
Duncan stepped forward and checked everything on the table. After confirming that the items were complete and undamaged, he couldn't help but look back at the pigeon pacing on the bed, and he still felt a little approval for the bird in his heart.
Then he saw Aiyi pacing around on the bedside. At this time, he had already carried his back to "When Luda looked, he only 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 status of the "goods" one by one.
The first is the Sun Amulet, which has not changed at all - as an extraordinary item that has been completely transformed and controlled by the fire of the spirit body, its body still quietly flows with docile power. Two consecutive walks in the spirit world do not seem to have affected it.
The nature of this item.
The dagger, which does not have extraordinary attributes, looks unchanged. In addition to its ancient style, its blade is still sharp and the scabbard is also well maintained.
Duncan's eyes fell on the piece of cheese brought from the kitchen of the Lost Home.
There was nothing abnormal about the cheese, it was still in the same unfit state for consumption, and it did not quickly rot or disappear out of thin air after leaving the Homeless Ship, as Duncan imagined.
He looked at the cannonball again - the cannonball sat quietly on the table, showing no reaction to the captain's gaze.
Duncan pushed the cannonball and tapped its cast iron casing.
The extraordinary characteristics faded from the shell.
On the Lost Home, even the cannonballs are "active". Of course, this does not mean that each cannonball has an independent "thinking", but that the entire ammunition system of the ship has a unified "consciousness".
Control, and as a "sub-unit" of this consciousness, the cannonballs on the Lost Home will even immediately adjust their positions and undergo "inspection" when watched by the captain.
According to Duncan's observations for a period of time, the force part of the Lost Home should be controlled by two "consciousnesses", one is the ammunition system, and the other is the dozens of artillery pieces below the deck. These two consciousnesses should be responsible for loading during combat.
and fire work, and control every "member" within their respective systems.
The cannonball in front of me had obviously escaped the control of its superior consciousness as it left the Homeless Ship, and turned into an ordinary lump of iron.
Duncan was thoughtful.
If this shell is brought back, will it become a member of the ammunition depot again? Will the Lost Home still "recognize" this "sub-unit" that has returned?
He extended his thoughts - the ammunition on the Lost Home is limited, and the shells fired will not come back (the eight shells originally used to pressure Alice also did not come back), then... on the ship
Can the ammunition be replenished? How does the new ammunition become a "sub-unit" of the Lost Home?
Extending the idea a little further: Can the Homeless ship upgrade its artillery system? More advanced cannons, more advanced artillery shells, can these things be used on that ship?
The Lost Home is a ghost ship, which is destined to make it difficult for it to carry out supplies and... "improvements" as easily as an ordinary ship. The things carried on the ship are just "foreign items". If it cannot successfully become the Lost Home,
If they are part of the ship, then these foreign items cannot have the convenient feature of "self-operating" like other facilities on the ship.
But if there is a way to turn these things into part of the Lost Home... the ghost ship may be able to exert greater power.
At the same time have better living conditions.
Duncan couldn't help but think a lot about this.
The more he comes into contact with the modern city-state of Pland, the more he feels that the Lost Homeship a century ago is not as bright and perfect as its prestigious name——
That ship may have weird and terrifying power, but it doesn't even have an electric light or French fries. Its weapon system is still an ancient muzzle-loading cannon. It's hard to say how powerful it is, and there are no French fries. Although the Spirit Sail
It's easy to use, but it would obviously be nice to have a steam engine as backup power, but there isn't even a boiler for hot water on board.
And no fries.
Duncan silently glanced at the pigeon that had jumped on the window sill and stared outside in a daze.
Pigeon turned around and looked at him with green bean eyes: "Go to the pier to order French fries?"
"Shut up and don't mention the fries." Duncan rebuffed the pigeon with a subtle mood, and then focused on the last item.
Salted fish is a purely natural food made from delicious gifts caught in the deep sea. It tastes pretty good and is an "item other than the lost home".
After experiencing the spiritual world, this salted fish seems to have not changed much.