Deep Sea Ember

Chapter 35 Calm and Normal

The sea has calmed down.

Alice saw the tentacles fall on the deck, and some kind of flesh and blood fragments containing great power also fell at the captain's feet, and the vitality quickly faded from the flesh and blood, and at the same moment, some kind of behemoth entrenched under the sea around the Lost Homeland also began to accelerate its dive—at the cost of paying a tentacle, it quickly escaped from the sea where the Lost Home was located, and it even looked like it was fleeing in a hurry.

In the process of this huge shadow diving back into the deep sea, the sea regained calm at an astonishing speed, and the dark clouds in the sky that were like deep ink completely dissipated.

…… That may not be a dark cloud at all.

Alice glanced up at the sky, she still remembered the appearance of the clouds before, she recalled the outline of the clouds when they dissipated, and finally vaguely corresponded to the shadows under the water around the ship before.

The thick cloud in the sky seemed to be a shadow, a shadow cast by a behemoth in the sea in the sky.

The crackling sound of flames came from the edge of the deck, interrupting Alice's distraction, she quickly looked in the direction of the captain, only to see that the captain had regained his usual appearance, the tall man had a happy smile on his face, he had already noticed Alice standing not far away, so he waved to Miss Doll to go over.

Seeing Alice walking in front of him, Duncan kicked the big fish on the deck, and his tone rose slightly: "Look, I caught a big fish!"

"Big ...... Big fish? Alice's expression was a little dull, she looked at the mass at Duncan's feet, between the twisted and rolled flesh, countless flesh-and-blood eyes were still staring at the sky in a half-open and half-closed posture, and the jagged fangs and sharp teeth glowed with a metallic cold light between their eyeballs.

With Duncan's kick, half of the eyes on the broken tentacle blinked suddenly, but then they all closed.

"Yes, big fish," Duncan said happily, "you see, getting this thing up is a waste of my effort."

Although it was just a doll, Alice still felt as if there was a "muscle" in the corner of her eye at this moment, and she opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't know where to start correcting this topic.

She looked at the "fish" at Duncan's feet.

An ugly big fish lay there—a dark color, a pitted skin, strange gray-white patterns near the fins, bone spurs extending from its head, and a pair of lifeless fish eyes facing her gaze.

There are also many "small fish" scattered around the deck.

Alice suddenly lost all expressions and words, she stared at the scene in front of her with wide eyes, looking at the "fish" lying on the deck, looking at these things that were not "fish" a second ago.

The doll lady who lacked life experience still didn't understand what it meant to "doubt life", but at this moment, she did suddenly have doubts about everything, and she even wondered if she was "dreaming" - where did the tentacles, those flesh fragments, go?

Perhaps her momentary sluggishness was too obvious, Duncan immediately noticed Alice's abnormality, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the doll: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?

"I ......" Alice opened her mouth, but just as she was about to open her mouth to correct something, the rules that the goat head had told her before suddenly appeared in her mind.

On the Lost Home, Captain Duncan is the absolute authority, and his words are absolute "facts" - if the real world contradicts Captain Duncan's words, then the captain's judgment shall prevail.

"No problem!" Alice reacted suddenlyCome over and say quickly, and then as if to hide the overly nervous part of her tone, she quickly changed the subject, "By the way, captain, the storm just now was really scary......"

"Storm? You said the wave? Duncan looked at Miss Doll suspiciously, "That wave is indeed not small, but it is far from a storm...... But yes, you haven't seen any real storms.

Alice: "...... You're right.

Captain

Duncan called the storm that covered almost the entire sea area a "wave", then it was a wave, and Captain Duncan thought that what he caught on the ship was "fish", then these things were fish.

“…… I feel like you're a little nervous, are you really okay? Duncan still noticed something was wrong in Alice's tone, he looked at his "crew member No. 1" with some concern, "Is it seasickness? Can you get seasick?

"I'm fine, it's just that the boat shook a lot just now, and it's a bit ......" Alice looked at the captain who showed concern in front of her, but she didn't know whether to feel at ease or even more afraid, so she could only change the subject stiffly, "By the way, what are you planning to do when you catch these ...... 'fish'?"

"Do you still need to ask?" Duncan immediately laughed, "Of course it's eating!"

Alice's expression instantly became dull: "...... Eat?

"Otherwise? Didn't you notice that the food reserves on the lost hometown were too monotonous? Duncan was obviously in a good mood, "I plan to take this big one apart, stew part of it and grill it, and marinate these slightly smaller ones with salt to make dried fish......"

He happily talked about his next plan, but although he was very confident, he was actually quite unsure whether he could succeed - his cooking skills could only be said to be average, let alone experience in handling such a huge sea fish. Moreover, the technique of making dried fish only has a little theoretical knowledge and no practical experience.

But how do you know if you don't try?

The only problem...... Just don't eat bad stomachs.

Duncan still retained some sanity in the joy of the great harvest, and he cautiously looked at the big fish at his feet, guessing whether this gift from nature would be poisonous.

The safest way is to find an unlucky guy to try it first.

He first thought of the goat's head in the captain's room, then instantly ruled out the option, and then glanced at the cursed doll opposite—this doll was not workable either.

Alice had no stomach at all.

Finally, he looked at the pigeon on his shoulder.

The pigeon also tilted its head to look at him.

Ai didn't look like a normal creature at all, but if he had to find a flesh-and-blood creature on the ship, it seemed that this pigeon was the only one left......

Moments later, Duncan left the deck with his "harvest" - lunchtime was approaching, and he couldn't wait to improve the food on the Lost Home.

Alice stayed there for a while, and then came to the door of the captain's room.

She didn't plan to come to the goathead, but since the last time she saw the nagging ability of this "first mate", she even had a deep sense of awe for the entire captain's room.

Whenever possible, she didn't want to take the initiative to step into the door of the captain's room.

But what happened today was so strange that she felt it was necessary to consult with the experienced Mr. Goathead to see if this was a normal phenomenon on the Lost Home.

She didn't violate the crew rules, she just inquired about the situation, she shouldn't be taboo.

After hesitating for more than ten seconds, Alice finally mustered up the courage and opened the door of the captain's room.

The next second, she was shocked to see that the goat's head had already turned in the direction of the door, staring at this direction - it seemed to be waiting for her to come over.

"What's going on outside?" The goathead spoke in an extremely rare and concise manner.

Alice noticed something was wrong with the other party's abnormal behavior, so she quickly closed the door, came to the nautical table, and told the other party everything she saw.

And after her voice fell, the goathead fell into an extremely abnormal silence - for a minute, it didn't say a word.

The wooden carved sheep's head couldn't make an expression, but Alice could clearly feel it...... Things seem to be a little beyond the judgment of this "first mate".

Alice suddenly became nervous, and she subconsciously leaned forward: "Isn't this something that happens normally on the Lost Homeland?" Could it be that the captain really ......"

"Everything is normal on the Lost Home," the goat head finally woke up from the silence, and it replied quickly, as if it was trying to plug some kind of loophole as soon as possible, interrupting Alice's words, "Listen, everything is normal on the Lost Home, always normal, and the great Captain Duncan is as good as ever!"

"That...... I just see your reaction......"

"Things are a little beyond my expectations—but it's due to my lack of imagination and cognition," the goat's words flowed quickly, and it seemed to be recovering from its astonishment to its usual state little by little, and then its emotions began to rise significantly, and even its tone became passionate and excited, "Yes, the great Captain Duncan—he deserves to be greater and stronger!" Nothing abnormal, Miss Alice, listen, everything is business as usual on the Lost Homeland! Let the captain do what he thinks is right, and stop discussing the topic...... You just need to remember this fact from today:

"There is fish in the kitchen of the Lost Home, and fish is a delicious ingredient."