Deep Sea Ember

Chapter 25 Communication is Difficult

The pigeon tilted his head, probably feeling that Duncan didn't hear clearly, and quickly repeated it again, his voice was louder than just now: "Ai!"

Duncan finally understood what the bird meant: "You mean, your name is Ai?"

The

pigeon nodded proudly and paced around the desk: "Coo!"

Duncan couldn't help but rub his eyebrows, always feeling that communicating with this bird was weirder than communicating with a goat's head, and this was mainly weird in the pigeon's elusive language style: "Do you know how you were born? Or rather...... How did you get here?"

The pigeon thought for a while, and his eyes looked in different directions at the same time: "Oh, the page is missing, try refreshing it?"

Duncan: "......"

He found that he couldn't understand what was going on in the bird's mind at all, and he wasn't even sure whether the sentences that popped up were related to the current topic.

But he was absolutely sure that the bird was thinking, and it was very ...... Communicate with yourself seriously.

It's just that it obviously has its own understanding of "communication".

Duncan talked to the pigeon who called himself "Ai" a few more times, and the result was that their conversation always maintained a parallel frequency, basically each said their own thing...... And occasionally there were one or two sentences that seemed to answer Duncan's question

The exchange didn't make much progress in the end, Duncan could only frown and mutter, "What kind of evil thing is this......"

He felt that it would take him a long time to establish normal communication with the bird, and the process might even be more difficult than his adaptation to the noise of the goat's head.

The pigeon squatted on the table opposite him, blinking his small eyes innocently, occasionally babbling for V 50

Duncan didn't pay attention to the bird's nagging, but curled his fingers and rubbed them gently, watching the green flames on his fingertips jump in the air, he was at least sure of one thing - although the brass compass had merged with the pigeon in front of him, it was still an "abnormal object" that could be controlled by himself in essence.

The dark green spirit body fire rose, and green flames rose almost simultaneously between the feathers of the pigeon "Ai", and the brass compass hanging on its chest bounced open with a "pop", and under the transparent glass shell, the slightly illusory hands were gradually stabilizing with Duncan's will, and the dial depicting many mysterious symbols was gradually filled with flames.

Ai didn't react the whole time, but was bathed in the fire of this spiritual body quite naturally, as if waiting for Duncan's order.

Before the brass compass was fully activated, Duncan took the initiative to dissipate the flames.

During the test, Duncan also silently summed up in his heart:

"Can the compass still be used...... It's just that there is a strange 'medium', and I can't be sure what effect this pigeon will have for the time being, maybe it will be some kind of help......

"The details of this compass are not yet clear, and it is best not to make a second 'shuttle' until you are ready...... Always pay attention to the changes in the compass and pigeons during the next test.

"There is a connection between the pigeon and me, and when the spirit body fire is inspired, this connection will become more obvious, and it can even directly control where the pigeon appears to a certain extent...... But control can only go this far......

"'Ai' obviously has its own will and will act according to its own ideas, and the instructions given to it may not always be executed, which is different from other 'items' on the Lost Home.

"Can speak, have certain thinking ability, and can judge problems independently...... Compared with ordinary anomalies, the nature of this pigeon seems to be closer to a goat's head......"

Duncan summed up some of the information known so far, and finally, his eyes finally fell on the obsidian knife.

The blade is like a dry and twisted finger, and the blade is dark and reflective.

This is exactly what the black-robed priest wearing a golden sun mask who presided over the evil sacrifice ceremony in the sewer assembly hall once held, and from the perspective of its purpose, it should be a "ritual blade".

Duncan arrived at the assembly hall suspected to be located in the underground of the "Plander City-State" in the form of spiritual projection, and when he returned, it was also a spiritual return, he thought that this process should be completely spiritual or soulual, but now this ritual knife was really in front of him.

After thinking for a moment, Duncan stretched out his hand and picked up the knife.

The cold and hard touch really came through, and it was a real item.

Duncan released some more spiritual body fire, causing the flames to wrap around the blade, and judging from the empty and void feedback, the extraordinary power that was once contained in this ritual knife had indeed dissipated.

Just as he had judged at the sacrificial site before, this thing was not a real "anomaly", but should be an extension of some kind of extraordinary power, or a temporary item that was "infused" artificially.

Although Duncan didn't know what kind of system the "anomalies" of this world were, he guessed that this knife should not be a very rare item, at least ...... It looks like it was mass-produced.

"This is what you brought back?" He raised his head, looked at Ai who was resting on the table, and raised the obsidian knife in his hand, "And it's specially for me?"

The pigeon stared straight at Duncan with its small red eyes, its whole body motionless, and it did not respond to the question.

Duncan: "......?

He asked again, and the pigeon still didn't move, as if it had suddenly turned into a lifeless sculpture.

The sudden abnormal change made Duncan frown slightly, but just as he was about to stimulate Ai with the spirit flame to see if he could forcibly awaken it, the bird suddenly "came to life" again, it jumped twice in place and shouted loudly: "Take this solar tomahawk, take this solar tomahawk, take this ......"

"Okay, okay, I understand, you don't have to answer every question I just asked," Duncan quickly waved his hand, and while forcibly quieting the pigeon, he organized his words, "Then do you know how you brought this knife here?" Or in other words, you can carry 'physical objects' to shuttle around, is that so?

The pigeon pondered for a moment, lowered his head and pecked Duncan's fingers: "The whole venue is full, and each piece is free shipping."

Duncan: "I...... Just pretend to understand.

He sighed, feeling that the limit of his communication with this bird was here.

Then he stood up from his desk and looked in the direction of the chart room.

Goathead and Alice are still outside, and the enthusiastic and friendly exchange continues.

The doll lady hadn't made a sound for a long time, and the goat's head had just begun to tell the seventeenth recipe for kelp stew.

Duncan felt the need to save his only (and the most normal painting style) crew member at the moment.

On the other hand, he had been in the dormitory for too long, and there were some abnormal movements in the middle, and he felt that he needed to go out and show his face to make Goathead feel at ease.

But before leaving, he hesitated to take a look at Ai, who was running around on the table.

Do you want to take this pigeon out too? How should I explain it when I took it out?

Duncan hesitated for only two seconds before decisively grabbing the pigeon and placing it on his shoulder.

He is going to be active on the Lost Homeland for a long time, and this pigeon will definitely follow him for a long time in the foreseeable future, and it is not yet known what habits this bird has, but as an "anomaly" with thinking and communication skills, it is probably difficult for it to be hidden somewhere like a dead thing.

There is an extra "crew member" on the ship, which is something that cannot be hidden, and if it is hidden now, once it is exposed in the future, it will be a great damage to the image of "Captain Duncan".

So he might as well take the pigeon out generously and say that it was his new "trophy" - he didn't need to explain anything to the goathead, and the captain didn't need to explain it to the first mate.

The first mate will make up for it himself.

As for the strange stories that this pigeon pops up from time to time (it must be incomprehensible to the locals in this world)...... There is no need to explain that.

Let Goathead and Alice find a way to make up for it themselves.

Carrying a fat pigeon on his shoulder, Duncan got up and tidied up his appearance, and calmly walked towards the chart room.

The pigeon puffed out its chest proudly, and shouted as if declaring: "Authentic good herbal tea, authentic good voice, welcome to watch by ......"