Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 33

[Chapter 33 Octopus]

This breakfast tastes like wax—and tastes worse than wax.

After finishing an unsatisfactory breakfast, Duncan’s mood didn’t improve in the slightest as his stomach was filled. Instead, it was because of some information accidentally mentioned by the goat’s head that aroused a bunch of messy conjectures. So a little irritated.

He looked at Ay the pigeon, who was strolling on a nearby shelf, and felt that the wild thoughts in his mind were getting more and more outrageous.

He has always believed that this “earth-speaking” pigeon was born because he had an earthling’s soul, and he believed that when he was walking in the spirit world, the individual “Zhou Ming” reacted with the brass compass , thus giving birth to such a strange bird as Aiyi.

But what if… that’s really not the case?

What if, as the goat head said, this pigeon is just some kind of phantom running from a “deeper” place, and then happens to condense its form around itself?

Then the “earth words” that Ai pops up from time to time have nothing to do with the memory of “Zhou Ming”, but become a projection of a certain period of history recorded by the world itself… The possibility behind this makes Duncan

upset .

Alice stood up, and her voice interrupted Duncan’s random thoughts: “Do you need me to wash the dishes?”

Duncan looked at Miss Doll with some surprise, and the latter scratched her hair in embarrassment: “I think that since I I’ve already boarded the ship, so I should find something to do, otherwise I’ll be like a fool…” “

But you don’t eat at all,” Duncan reminded her, “but it’s good that you have the heart—to send the dishes to you.” Go to the water room and discuss with the pool, if it doesn’t mind, you can wash it.”

After saying this, he stood up without waiting for Alice’s answer, and said casually as he walked towards the door of the captain’s cabin: ” I’m going to inspect the deck, don’t bother me if there’s nothing else to do.”

The pigeon that was walking on the shelf immediately flew to Duncan’s shoulder, and followed Duncan out of the room, leaving Alice staring at the goat’s head at the nautical table.

“Is the captain in a bad mood?” After hesitating for a moment, Alice cautiously asked the goat the first sentence.

The goat’s head said in a deep tone: “The captain’s mood is like the weather in the boundless sea, don’t speculate, just accept it.”

Alice didn’t wait for the goat’s head to continue to speak, and then quickly asked: “By the way, just now the captain said let me Discuss with the sink… how do you negotiate?”

“Simple, if you go to wash things, if you get splashed with water, it means that the sink doesn’t like you–speaking of it, do you know how to wash dishes? If not, I have some theoretical experience …”

Before the Goat Head finished speaking, Alice quickly cleaned up the tableware on the table, and then rushed to the door while yelling: “No need, I will learn. Thank you, Mr. Goat Head, goodbye!” In the captain’s

room It was quiet all of a sudden, leaving only the black goat’s head on the table, staring at the direction of everyone’s departure with empty eyes.

After a long time, a sigh came from the nautical table: “I want legs…”

Then its eyes returned to the chart.

The fog around the Lost Country is still slowly dissipating, and the helming task left by the captain still needs to be fulfilled.

Under precise control, this huge and “living” ghost ship sensitively adjusted the angles of each sail, and began to continue sailing on this boundless sea, while the goat head hummed a song handed down from unknown age The boat song—rough and hoarse, like a noise-like “hum” echoed in the captain’s cabin:

“Sail is hoisted, sail is hoisted, sailors who leave home move on

; Just one plank short;

“Full up the hornsail, spread the mainsail, let go the hawser, and hold on to the side! We’re in the middle of the sea!

” Stay away from the fish, stay away from the fish, the sailors will cross the course where the broods are entrenched;

“Stay away from the fish, stay away from the fish! We’re going to land safely—the spirits and the stove are ahead…”

Duncan walked around the warehouse where the supplies were stored, and then around the kitchen, before finally Return to the deck in the midsection of the Lost Home.

No matter how many times he rummaged, he couldn’t find anything more palatable than jerky and cheese on this ship.

The good news is that he doesn’t have to eat maggot-infested biscuits like those sailors did on Earth. The bad news is that there aren’t even maggot-infested biscuits on board.

He temporarily put aside those wild thoughts before, and led the quiet Ai to the edge of the deck.

Looking at the boundless sea, he kept thinking:

“…No matter what, we must find a way to supplement the necessities of life on the Lost Home…Although the quality of life on the ghost ship can’t be too much, but I can’t really be like a ghost after all. Alive…

“Alice may still need a change of clothes, there are no dresses suitable for her on this boat.

“It is necessary to establish contact with the city-states on land as soon as possible… The Lost Country has been floating on the sea for too many years, and the city-states on land may have developed to a degree that even the goat’s head could not predict during this time. The scene seen in the sewer, at least the Puland city-state is a powerful and advanced city, and the revolvers carried by those cultists can also illustrate the technological development of human society… “The ancient ghost ship has been developing for a century

. In the face of a civilized society like this, it may not be so invincible, and the prestige of the Lost Homelander is still there, but if only the prestige is left, it will be difficult to handle…”

Duncan glanced at Ai on his shoulder.

Perhaps…to recharge your batteries today After a while, it’s time to try the next “spirit world walk”.

“Googoo? “

Ai tilted his head, and finally made some movement that a normal pigeon should have.

Duncan couldn’t help laughing, and at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a wave of light on the nearby sea. flash.

He was attracted by the movement, subconsciously glanced over the side of the ship a few more times, and then noticed that there seemed to be something swimming under the nearby water surface.

After hesitating for a moment, Duncan suddenly slapped himself on the forehead.

“Hi! My reaction… this is at sea! Isn’t there fish in the sea!” The

sudden appearance of “possibility” made Duncan feel better immediately. Stable supply of materials is not something that can be done overnight, but can’t the vast sea itself be of help?

There’s fish in the sea – and he’s had enough of the jerky and cheese on the ghost ship!

Duncan’s enthusiasm was aroused. He remembered that there were heavy-duty fishing rods for sea fishing in a certain warehouse below the deck, and there were places for fixing fishing rods on the ship’s side at the edge of the deck. As for the bait… I don’t know about those Would jerky and cheese work?

In this way, the cursed doll was washing dishes in the water room, the talking goat head was concentrating on sailing, and the captain of the Lost Country was busy between the deck and the cabin.

Duncan quickly found what he wanted. He carried three heavy-duty fishing rods and a set of “bait” back to the deck, and fixed these things on the edge of the ship’s side rather unfamiliarly. After baiting and casting the rod, he Another empty bucket was brought from nearby to serve as a chair while waiting.

Duncan actually has no sea fishing experience – all his fishing experience is limited to the pond and a small river in his hometown, and he doesn’t know whether his whim can really catch fish, but anyway, idleness is idleness Come on, what if?

It is right to take it as a recuperation before the next spiritual world walk, and by the way, you can also keep an expectation for the improvement of food in the future.

Duncan sat down between several fishing rods, and during the long wait, his mood gradually returned to calm.

Today’s sea conditions are fairly stable, the sky is quite cloudy, but there is no sign of a storm.

Duncan sat on the barrel, leaning against a winch used to fix the cables, and narrowed his eyes slightly amid the slight shaking of the ship.

At some point, he fell into a half-dream and half-awake state.

He dreamed that he was stepping barefoot on the calm sea, the sea was blue and the sun was warm.

The familiar and “normal” sun in my memory hangs high in the sky, bright but not hot.

He heard the sound of water splashing, followed the sound, but saw a fish jumping out of the calm water nearby.

It was a group of small golden fish, which looked as big as a palm. They were spitting bubbles in the air and wagging their tails, as if they were swimming in the water, slowly circling around Duncan.

These fishes swimming in the air approached little by little. Zhou Ming looked at them curiously, at their bulging eyes, at their fine scales, at their opening and closing mouths, and at their slightly floating behind them. Fine lines like water waves.

Zhou Ming suddenly felt that these fish were very beautiful and…

very fragrant.

It must be very, very fragrant.

(end of this chapter)