Reserve of Common Sense in Life In a sense, the impact of this starless and moonless sky with only a scar on Duncan was even far better than the round of "sun" imprisoned by the rune ring.
Because no matter how abnormal the sun is, it only shines on the heavens and the earth under Duncan's feet, and in Duncan's cognition as an earthling, the so-called "sun" is nothing more than one of hundreds of millions of celestial bodies.
All distorted visions are limited to the sunlight, and in the sky outside the sunlight, there can also be stars that contain infinite possibilities - although for a creature trapped in gravity, this sunlight is equivalent to the entire world, but at least, Duncan can still understand and accept the scale of this vision.
However, in the night sky at this moment, Duncan did not see any celestial bodies that could be called "stars", no stars, no moon, and no distant galaxies.
Some were just torn scars, covering the sky with some kind of light and shadow posture that he couldn't understand, and the pale mist of light and mist continued to escape outward.
The entire boundless sea was shrouded in this snow-white night.
Farther than the sun, there is a distant nothingness, and a greater vision.
Duncan didn't say anything, just stared at the sky, countless questions and conjectures swirling in his mind.
Where are the other planets? Did it not exist from the beginning? Or is it ...... The world under his feet is a celestial body located in the vacuum zone of the universe, and it is so far away from other stars that the night sky here is dark and starless? What is the pale scar that spans the sky? Is it a torn space gap? Is it a celestial structure that can be touched? Or is it just an illusion floating above this treacherous sea?
"Captain?"
Finally a voice woke Duncan out of the silence, and the doll Alice looked at the ghost captain who suddenly stopped a little nervously, and she saw that the other party's face suddenly became more gloomy and serious than before, which scared her: "Are you okay?" Could it be that the celestial phenomena are about to change? Is there a big storm? I once heard the seaman outside the box say this......"
"...... Nothing.
Duncan said softly, and then suddenly retracted his gaze from the sky, looking at Alice with a flat face, as if answering, and repeating as if he was saying it to himself: "Nothing."
"Then let's ......"
Duncan stepped forward, his expression calm as if nothing had happened: "Let's go, I'll take you to the cabin - you can wash up there too, if you need to wash up later."
The world once again showed the stranger its eerie grotesqueness, and this eerie grotesque seemed far from over.
Duncan had already realized that he didn't know how many astonishing visions were waiting for him in the future, and if he made a fuss every time, he would probably only have to make a fuss in his life.
If there is anything he has accumulated from his life experience on Earth in the past few decades, there is one that is most useful today:
If a problem does exist, then find a way to solve it, and the problem will not disappear on its own because of his own denial, just as the grotesque sky in front of him will not turn into a starry appearance because of his doubts.
Since everything can exist here, then this is an irrefutable fact, no matter how absurd or bizarre the phenomenon is, it is also an objective fact—if you can't understand it for a while, it is your own problem, not the world's problem.
As the current captain of the Lost Home, Duncan feels that he may have a long time to get to know the world.
Alice didn't know what the captain's silence was due to along the way, she only knew that the atmosphere around Duncan suddenly became a little depressing, but after arriving at the target cabin, this oppressive feeling suddenly disappeared again.
Duncan took the doll lady to the bathing place, which was a bathroom for upper seafarers - for a classical sailing ship, this kind of bathroom was considered a kind of "luxury" facility, and under normal circumstances, this kind of facility was definitely not for ordinary sailors.
The living conditions of sailing ships in ancient times were actually quite harsh, limited fresh water, spoiled food, poor medical care, and psychological problems caused by long-term voyages plagued every explorer who challenged the seas, and many of these problems on Earth could not be completely solved even in the early industrial age.
As far as Duncan knows, the early sailing ocean-going ships on Earth did not even have toilets for ordinary crews, and the personal problems of ordinary sailors were usually solved on the grille facing the sea (this process also requires attention to the wind direction), and bathing was a difficult problem - using spare sails as bathtubs and rinsing their bodies with seawater was the solution for many unparticular sailors, while more sailors in the sail era simply chose not to bathe for weeks or even months.
After all, compared to scurvy, plague and mass hysteria caused by great mental stress, a little hygiene is the least important.
But I don't know if it's ironic, but on a ghost ship that everyone fears, these bad survival problems have been solved.
The freshwater tank on the Lost Home replenishes itself, the food in the warehouse shows no signs of spoilage, the ghost captain does not get sick, and Alice's cervical spine problems are not caused by sailing reasons.
In addition to the fact that my blood pressure often rises when I get along with goatheads, this ship is actually quite livable......
"The pipe next to the bathtub leads to the freshwater tank, just get the water directly, the plug of the bathtub is hanging over there, don't lose it - the conditions are limited at the moment, hot water is not supplied on board, but you should not mind this."
Duncan introduced Alice to the facilities in the cabin, and these ordinary experiences were the result of his exploration over the past few days.
"Just be able to rinse your body, it's really uncomfortable to have your joints in the salt water," Alice was not picky at all, she looked at the various things in the cabin with a little curiosity and excitement, and nodded while listening to Duncan's introduction, "I'm just a doll, and I don't have any pursuits for hot baths."
Duncan nodded, but then his expression was a little weird, he glanced at Alice, and his tone was slightly hesitant: "Speaking of which, do you know how to take a bath?" Do you have this kind of ...... 'life experience'?
Alice was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously while thinking, "Should it be ...... Okay? It's just to remove the joint, rinse it, and put it back in after washing......"
Duncan: "......?
He looked at Alice, and Alice also looked at him with an innocent look.
"After you think about it, how can you put it back on your own?" Duncan knew that he was right to remind him that this casual question was really correct, the doll in front of him who had never left the box really had no experience in this area, "I can't help you."
Alice: "...... It seems to be the same.
"And I strongly do not recommend that you disassemble your joints too often," Duncan reminded earnestly, "even if your body structure allows it to do so."
Alice was a little confused: "Why?
"It's easy to fall off if you dismantle too much," Duncan finally became helpless, he didn't expect that there would be so many "detail problems" in the same boat with a cursed doll before, this has never been mentioned in novels, movies, TV series, "I don't want you to walk on the deck one day and suddenly scatter in front of me, and no one on the ship knows how to maintain the joints of the dolls.
Speaking of this, he paused and added: "Your cervical spine problem is serious enough.
Alice imagined the scene for a moment, and immediately shrank her neck: "Ah, okay, okay, I understand...... I thought of what to do......"
"Preferably," Duncan said, glancing at the doll with little uneasy life experience, and then was about to turn and leave, "I still have a lot to do—don't make too much trouble."
"Okay Captain, thank you, Captain," Alice said happily, but just as Duncan was about to walk out of the cabin, she suddenly spoke again, "Ah yes, Captain......"
Duncan stopped and tilted his head slightly: "What else is there?"
"Captain...... I suddenly think you don't seem to be that scary," Alice looked at Duncan's back and carefully considered the words, "That goathead said that you are the most terrifying captain on the boundless sea, the most elusive disaster on all routes, but ......"
"But what?"
"But I think you seem to be quite talkative, and a bit like a worried parent......"
Duncan didn't look back, but was silent for two seconds and then suddenly asked, "Where do you come from, the concept of family...... Do you have a family?
Alice hesitated for a moment, and slowly shook her head: "It seems that there is none."
"Then don't talk about any parental topics, stay honestly on the boat, I will arrange your life on this ship."
"Oh, good captain."