Deep Sea Ember

Chapter 24 Pigeons?

The snow-white pigeon stood blankly on the table, with the brass compass Duncan had been looking for for a long time hanging from its neck, and the familiar obsidian knife at its feet.

Duncan looked at the pigeon with a slightly dazed expression, and the pigeon also looked at him with a blank expression.

It is not easy to see the expression from a bird's face, but for some reason, Duncan just felt that he could understand the expression of this pigeon, not only could he see the expression, but he could even see some kind of "wise" brilliance from the pigeon's slightly red eyes - the bird's two mung bean eyes were looking straight forward, and when Duncan cast his gaze over, one of its eyes obviously turned his attention, But its other eye seemed to still be looking at the ceiling of the captain's quarters, wandering around.

"A ...... Pigeons?

After

reacting for several seconds, Duncan finally trembled at the corners 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 about?

Or a thousand words can be summed up in one sentence: Can something normal still happen on this abnormal ship? !

And when Duncan's head was full of question marks and his heart was muttering, the pigeon that had been staying for a long time seemed to have finally arrived"Wake up", it nodded its head and took two steps on the table, approached Duncan, stretched its neck vigorously, and made a loud "cooing" sound.

"......" Duncan looked at the bird speechlessly, and somehow many classic images of pirate captains in his memory suddenly appeared in his mind, and then looked down at the captain's uniform on his body, "It seems that a bird next to the captain is indeed standard, but under normal circumstances, it shouldn't be a parrot...... What happened to pigeons?

When the pigeon heard Duncan's words, he immediately nodded seriously, and let out a female voice with a somewhat strange and dull tone: "Teleportation complete!"

Duncan's side of all the muttering from his heart to his mouth was immediately cut off, he almost choked into the leaves of his lungs with a mouthful of saliva, staring at the white dove in front of him, with a stunned expression.

He recalled the first time he stepped onto the ship and saw a talking goat's head in the captain's cabin.

But anyway, this was not the first day he came to the Lost Home, and he was already surprised by the abnormalities in this world, so the pigeon opened his mouth to surprise him for a moment, and the next second, his expression became serious, and at the same time, a green spiritual fire had already emerged slightly from one hand, staring at the pigeon in front of him from the guard: "Where are you from?

The pigeon tilted his head, looking straight at Duncan with one eye and the ceiling with the other: "The address is wrong, please check the address again, or contact the system administrator."

Duncan: "......?

Compared with the momentary dullness on his expression, what was causing a bigger wave in his heart at the moment was a bigger wave!

What this pigeon said...... It is not like the "painting style" of this world, not like a goat's head or Alice, or any of those black-robed cultists that can pop up, but it is a term that he is more familiar with as "Zhou Ming", a term that earthlings are more familiar with!

However, the pigeon didn't seem to notice the change in Duncan's eyes and expression at all, it just lowered its head and pecked its wings, shook the brass compass hanging from its chest, and then began to stroll comfortably on the table.

After pacing a few steps, it ran to the obsidian knife again, pulled it in Duncan's direction a few times with its claws, and let out a female voice with the same strange tone as before: "Take this solar battle axe and embrace the glory of battle!"

Duncan suddenly stood up from his desk, the seat slammed against the floor and made a screeching grinding sound, he stared at the pigeon in front of him that still looked innocent and indifferent, and an extremely grotesque yet funny emotion filled his mind.

This pigeon could never have been something that existed on the Lost Home, and it could hardly be something that existed in this world!

The words

it spoke, only "Zhou Ming" understood what it meant!

Perhaps because the sound of the tables and chairs colliding was so loud that even the movement here could be heard in the chart room, Duncan suddenly heard the voice of a goat's head coming from 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 situation in the captain's bedroom, so he replied in a low voice as calm as ever, "I'm fine."

"Miss Alice is coming to you, do you want to ......"

"

You receive first." "Yes, captain."

Duncan exhaled and glanced back at the door leading to the chart room.

The goathead's noisy bombardment of Alice continued, and the doll lady had tried to get up and leave several times but was stopped, Duncan felt that he should go out and save the unlucky doll, but now...... He had more important things to be sure of.

Let's work harder Alice.

Duncan sat back at his desk, ready to try to see if he could communicate normally with the pigeon in front of him, and at this moment, he suddenly saw a scene that he hadn't noticed just now -

a "line of fire" faintly extended from the cluster of spiritual body fire jumping between his right fingers, this flame stream was as thin as a strand of hair, and its end floated out more than ten centimeters before dissipating into the air.

And on the strange pigeon, there was also a wisp of dark green flame wrapped around it, which was hidden in the gap between the feathers under its wings, and the other end also extended into the air and disappeared in mid-air.

Duncan frowned, raised his right hand and moved his mind, and while the flames jumped, the pigeon on the table disappeared in an instant.

The next second, the pigeon appeared on his shoulder, it lowered its head and pecked at Duncan's hair, making a loud sound: "Coo!

Duncan flicked his finger again, and the pigeon on his shoulder appeared on the desk again.

The

brass compass hung on the pigeon's chest, and the shiny shell emitted the green light of flames.

Duncan frowned: "...... Is it related to this brass compass?"

He had already been able to determine that the pigeon had a certain connection with himself, even more so than the connection between him and the Lost Land, which might explain why the pigeon "knew" some "knowledge" from the earth that only he knew, but he could not be sure of the reason for the pigeon's appearance.

After thinking about it, he could only put his doubts on the strange brass compass.

From the time he tested the fire of the spirit body until now, all the anomalies started with this brass compass, whether it was the previous experience of soul shuttling, or the experience of the spirit projecting onto a corpse, to the compass that disappeared just now and hung on the pigeon's chest when it reappeared...... The source of everything seems to be this thing.

Duncan stared at the pigeon for a while and stretched out his hand to the compass.

He wanted to take this thing down and study it properly.

The pigeon didn't dodge or stop it, but Duncan's fingers couldn't touch the surface of the brass compass—his fingers went straight through it, touching the soft fluff on the pigeon's chest.

It was like walking through a layer of illusion.

The pigeon jumped twice on the spot, as if it was a little itchy by Duncan, and opened its mouth and shouted: "Today is KFC Crazy Thursday, V I am 50 ......"

Duncan jumped twice out of the corner of his eye, and tested it twice in disbelief, and finally decided that it was impossible to take the brass compass off the pigeon - this thing had obviously undergone some kind of alienation, becoming an illusion bound to the pigeon, and it could not be removed or touched.

Or ...... That pigeon is the body of the brass compass today?

Duncan had a lot of speculation in his mind that even he didn't know whether to believe it or not, and the only thing he could be sure of was one thing: the appearance of this pigeon was inseparable from his experience of using the brass compass for "soul travel", and this experience may have changed the shape of the brass compass at the same time.

This may be the nature of the brass compass itself, its inherent attributes as a "certain "anomaly", or the "cost of use", as for why the pigeon is so wrong...... Not because of the compass, but because of "Zhou Ming", an earthling.

All this could not be confirmed or proven at this time, unless Duncan could find the instructions for various anomalies on the Lost Home.

As for now, he had to think about how to place this ...... Abnormal pigeon.

After thinking

for a while, he decided to give the pigeon a name first.

"I have to give you a name," he tapped the table with his fingers lightly, and said to the pigeon in front of him very seriously, "I think you should be able to understand me, right?"

The pigeon tilted its head, and its two mung bean-sized eyes looked at Duncan wriggly: "Ai?"