Deep Sea Ember

Chapter 7 Doll

The blazing green flames are gradually fading, and the surrounding sea is beginning to calm down.

After confirming from the goat's head that the "Lost Home" had left the dangerous waters and was able to sail on its own, Duncan took his hand off the dark steering wheel, and he was bowing his head at the moment, and what caught his eyes was the body that had been restored to its flesh and blood, and the deck of the Lost Homeland that had been restored to its original state after the green fire was extinguished.

But in the dark, he had a feeling - many things were different.

He could feel that the moment he held the helm of the Lost Home, something changed, the green flame connected him to the ship, and even connected him to the sea, even now that the flame had receded, he could still feel this invisible connection, every detail of the big ship under his feet.

Duncan slowly closed his eyes, he heard a faint murmur coming from the deep and dim corridor of the Lost Home, the murmur had an inexplicable sense of intimacy, he saw that the lantern in the captain's cabin had been lit at some point, the glass lampshade was beating with a pale light, he heard the sound of the waves crashing against the hull, and there seemed to be a deep gaze hidden under the waves, but when he tried to find the source of that gaze, The latter, however, consciously hides its existence......

Duncan opened his eyes, he exhaled softly, and the veil-like sails of the spirit body on the mast of the Lost Homeland stirred up as he walked towards the stairs to the deck, and the ropes beside the stairs wriggled and retreated to the sides.

He understood - after choosing to take over the helm, he was considered the real captain of the ship.

"Captain, we are floating from the edge of the spiritual world and will soon return to the real world," the goat's voice came from the side, but this time it was not through the copper pipe used for communication on the ship, but directly appeared in Duncan's mind, and when talking about business, it seemed much more serious, but not so noisy, "We were lucky, and we only 'shook' at the bottom of the spirit world at the deepest time, and it was almost not affected by the deep depth. The

real world, the spiritual sea, the deep sea, and the subspace that seems to be deeper...... Duncan thought of these things that appeared one after anotherHe knew that these words were pointing to the real situation of this strange world, but he still didn't know what the true meaning of these words was.

However, listening to the voice of the goat head when he called himself "Captain", Duncan always vaguely felt that there had been some subtle changes in the other party's tone, and he even suspected that even if he said the identity of "Zhou Ming" at this moment, the goat head would still obey his orders - this was the change that occurred after he had been in charge of the helm and successfully recovered from the "green fire".

But after a slight hesitation, he still didn't make a rash attempt in this regard, nor did he ask Goat Head about the spiritual world, the abyss, and the subspace.

If it was a few days ago, he was indeed in a state of anxiety and uneasiness, when he was desperate to figure out his situation, but now he seems to be in no hurry.

In this world, there are other "people", there are other ships, there are society with order, and there are other civilizations, which is enough to make him have a lot of hopes for the future, and even give birth to some "plans" that are still quite vague.

In his thoughts, Duncan recalled the details of his encounter with the ship that suddenly emerged from the fog, the striking chimneys on that ship, and the mechanical structures that intertwined with the Lost Homeland and appeared directly in his mind.

"It was a mechanically powered ship...... The Lost Country looks like a sailing battleship from the previous era...... Duncan muttered to himself, "but it's not exactly a mechanical ship......"

There were some cabins of unknown meaning on the ship, which were arranged as if they were some kind of sacrificial site, and many strange patterns and symbols could be seen on the keel of the hull, like decorations, but they exceeded the need for decoration.

"Goat Head," Duncan said suddenly, he didn't know what the goat head was called, so he subconsciously said the name in his mind directly, "When I 'rendezvous' with that ship just now, the man who looked like a captain yelled at me, what did he say?

The

goat head seemed to be indifferent to the captain's call to himself, it gladly accepted and quickly replied, "The wind and waves are too strong to hear clearly."

"You didn't hear it clearly?" Duncan frowned, "...... I always felt that his expression was tragic at that time, as if he was about to die with me, and what he shouted should be very important.

"If you want to die with you, the normal reaction of all human beings, especially the normal reaction of sailors at sea, is not worth the fuss, and their roar in front of the centipede shaking the tree does not require you to bother and pay attention......"

The goat's reply seemed very natural, but Duncan, who was walking up the stairs to the deck, almost shook his feet, and the corners of his mouth shook in astonishment: "Is it a normal human reaction to want to die with me?

As soon as he finished

saying this, he felt a little inappropriate, because it seemed to expose the loophole in his identity as the "captain", exposing that he didn't know enough about "himself", this may be that the green fire just now consumed too much energy, or it could be that the feeling of being one with the lost country weakened his vigilance, no matter what, this made Duncan a little nervous for a moment - but the goat's head seemed to be completely unaware.

"They are afraid of you, that's normal," Goathead's tone seemed to be a little proud, "Anyone who sails on the boundless seas should fear you just as much as they fear the shadows of the old gods and subspace, speaking of shadows, you know of a brilliant engineer...... Or maybe an agronomist or a gourmet once said......"

Duncan rationally did not take up the topic, because he was worried that if the topic continued, he would not be able to complete it (of course, the more important reason was that he really didn't want to pay attention to the goat's head, because as long as someone responded, the noise level would rise geometrically), and the next second, he was distracted by something else on the deck.

“…… What kind of thing is this? Duncan stood on the edge of the deck, looking at the things at the door of the captain's cabin in astonishment.

It was a wooden box that was more than one person long, the workmanship looked very exquisite, the unknown gloomy wood was tightly stitched together, and it was riveted and reinforced with gold-like metal, and the edges of the box could also be seen with intricate patterns, like words, and like deliberately twisted pictograms - this box is by no means the thing on the Lost Homeland! Duncan hadn't seen it when he left the captain's cabin before!

The goat's voice was silent for a moment, and then it sounded: "...... I don't know, but it should be a trophy......"

"Loot?!" Duncan didn't react at once, he walked around the box twice, "This thing looks like a coffin, but it's much more exquisite than an ordinary coffin...... Wait, loot, you mean this thing was 'got' from the ship just now?!

"A successful catch, captain," the goat's tone was quite serious, mixed with a complimentary tone in between, "You always return with a full load on every voyage, which is normal play.

Duncan subconsciously opened his mouth, thinking that he had no intention of getting anything down from other people's boats, what kind of hunt and "full return" was this?

But after thinking about it, he was afraid that this would not fit his image of "captain", and more importantly, the mechanical ship had disappeared into the depths of the sea fog at this moment, reminiscent of the white-bearded captain's eyes cracking as if he was about to die together when he stared at him just now.

He stood in front of the gorgeous wooden box that looked like a coffin, and noticed that the lid of the thing seemed to be loose, and it looked like it could be opened with a handful.

After hesitating for a moment, he put his hand on the lid of the wooden box - at least, he wanted to figure out what he had just gotten to the boat.

His body was stronger than he imagined, and the lid was not as weighty as he imagined, he almost only used a little force, and a crack rose in the dark lid of the box, and then he completely lifted it.

Duncan looked inside the box and was stunned.

"Alone?"

In the wooden box, there was a beautiful young woman lying quietly - her long silver-white hair spread like mercury in the box, her appearance was exquisite and flawless, and she had a faint noble and transcendent demeanor, she was dressed in a gorgeous purple-black court dress, with her hands folded in front of her, as if she was falling into a long sleep.

Perfect like a doll.

"No, this is really a doll!"

During closer observation, Duncan suddenly noticed the other party's inhuman joint structure.