Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 35

[Chapter 35 Calm and Normal]

The sea has calmed down.

Alice saw the tentacles fall on the deck, and some kind of powerful flesh and blood fragments also fell at the captain’s feet. The vitality quickly faded from these flesh and blood, and at the same time, around the Lost Homeland Some kind of behemoth entrenched under the sea water also began to speed up its dive – paying a tentacle wrist as the “price”, it quickly left the sea area where the Lost Homeland was located, and it even looked like it was in a panic. flee.

In the process of this huge shadow re-diving into the deep sea, the sea returned to calm at an astonishing speed, and the dark cloud in the sky that looked like deep ink also completely dissipated.

…that might not be a cloud at all.

Alice looked up at the sky, she still remembered the appearance of the cloud before, she recalled the outline of the cloud when it dissipated, and finally vaguely matched it with the shadow under the water around the boat before.

The thick cloud in the sky seemed to be a shadow cast on the sky by some colossal creature in the sea.

The sound of crackling flames came from the edge of the deck, interrupting Alice’s distraction. She hurriedly looked in the direction of the captain, only to see that the captain had returned to his usual appearance. This tall man had a smile on his face. With a happy smile, he had already noticed Alice standing not far away, so he waved his hand to signal Miss Puppet to go.

Seeing Alice walking in front of him, Duncan kicked the big fish on the deck with a slightly raised tone: “Look, I caught a big fish!” “

Big…big fish?” Alice’s expression was a little dull, she Looking at the mass of things at Duncan’s feet, among the twisted and rolled flesh, countless bloody eyes are still staring at the sky with a half-closed attitude, and the bony fangs are between the eyeballs. Glowing with a metallic cold light.

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

“Yeah, fish,” said Duncan cheerfully, “you see, it took me a lot of work to get this thing up.”

Even though it was just a puppet, Alice still felt as if a “muscle” in the corner of her eye trembled at this moment. She opened her mouth to speak, but she didn’t know where to start to correct this topic.

She looked at the “fish” at Duncan’s feet.

A large, ugly fish lay there—black in color, with pitted skin, strange off-white patterns near the fins, bone spurs extending from its head, and a pair of lifeless fish eyes meeting her gaze.

There are also many “little fish” scattered around the deck.

Alice suddenly lost all expressions and words. She stared wide-eyed at the scene in front of her, at the “fish” lying on the deck, and at these things that were not “fish” just a second ago.

Miss Doll, who lacks life experience, still doesn’t understand what it means to “doubt life”, but at this moment, she indeed suddenly has doubts about everything, and she even wonders if she is “dreaming”—that tentacle, Where did those flesh and blood fragments go?

Maybe it was because her momentary sluggishness was too obvious. Duncan immediately noticed Alice’s abnormality. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the puppet: “What’s wrong? Is there something wrong?” “I…”

Alice She opened her mouth, but just when she was about to open her mouth to correct something, the rules that the goat’s head told her before suddenly appeared in her mind.

On the Lost Country, Captain Duncan is the absolute authority, and his words are absolute “facts” – if the real world is contrary to Captain Duncan’s words, then the captain’s judgment shall prevail.

“There is no problem!” Alice reacted suddenly, and said quickly, and then, as if trying to cover up the overly tense part of her tone, she quickly changed the subject, “By the way, Captain, the storm just now was really scary… “

“Storm? You mean that wave?” Duncan looked at Miss Puppet suspiciously, “The wave is indeed not small, but it is far from being called a storm… But yes, you have never seen any real waves.” Storm.”

Alice: “…You are right.”

Captain Duncan called the storm that covered almost the entire sea area a “wave”, so it is a wave, and Captain Duncan thinks that the things he caught on the boat are “fish”, then these things are fish.

“…I feel a little nervous, are you really okay?” Duncan still noticed something wrong in Alice’s tone, and he looked at his “Crew No. 1” with some concern, “Could it be seasick? Are you seasick?”

“I’m fine, but the boat shook a bit just now…” Alice looked at the captain who was showing concern in front of her eyes, but she didn’t know whether she should feel relieved or more afraid, so she could only change the subject abruptly. , “By the way, what are you planning   to do with these…’fish’?

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Otherwise? Didn’t you find that the ingredients on the Lost Home were too monotonous?” Duncan was obviously in a good mood, “I’m going to take apart the big one, stew part and roast part, and these few are a little smaller salt it and make it into dried fish…”

He happily talked about his next plan, but although he was very confident in his mouth, he was actually not sure whether he could succeed in the end—his cooking skills can only be said to be average , and have no experience in handling such a huge sea fish, and there is only a little theoretical knowledge in the method of making dried fish, without the slightest practical experience.

But how do you know if you don’t try?

The only problem… is not to ruin your stomach.

Duncan still retained some sanity in the joy of the harvest. He carefully 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 person to try first.

He first thought of the goat’s head in the captain’s cabin, then ruled out this option in an instant, and then glanced at the cursed puppet opposite—this puppet was also not feasible.

Alice has 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, but if he had to find a living creature with flesh and blood on the ship, it seemed that this pigeon was the only one left… A moment later,

Duncan left the deck with his “harvest”— —Lunch time is approaching, and he can’t wait to improve the food on the Lost Country.

Alice stayed where she was for a while, and then came to the door of the captain’s cabin.

She didn’t intend to come looking for the goat’s head, since she saw the nagging ability of this “first mate” last time, she even felt a deep sense of awe for the entire captain’s cabin.

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 weird that she felt it was necessary to consult the experienced Mr. Goat Head to see if it was a normal phenomenon on the Lost Home.

She didn’t violate the rules of the crew, she just inquired about the situation, so 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 cabin.

The next second, she was shocked to see that the goat’s head had already turned to the direction of the door, and was staring fixedly at it—it seemed to have been waiting for her to come over.

“What’s going on outside?” The goat’s head said in a very rare and concise manner.

Alice sensed something was wrong from the abnormal behavior of the other party, she quickly turned around and closed the door, came to the nautical table, and told the other party everything she saw.

And after her words fell, the goat’s head fell into an extremely abnormal silence—it didn’t say a word for as long as a minute.

The wood-carved sheep’s head couldn’t make an expression, but Alice could clearly feel…things seemed to be a bit beyond the judgment of the “first mate”.

Alice became nervous all of a sudden, and she subconsciously leaned forward: “Isn’t this something that normally happens on the Lost Home? Could it be that the captain really…”

“Everything is fine on the Lost Home,” the goat’s head finally woke up from the silence. It quickly replied, interrupting Alice’s words as if it wanted to plug some kind of loophole in the first place, “Listen, everything on the Lost Home Normal, always normal, great Captain Duncan as always!”

“Then… I’m just watching your reaction…”

“Things are a bit beyond my expectations—but it’s because of my lack of imagination and cognition, “The goat’s head’s words quickly became fluent, and it seemed to be recovering from the astonishment to its usual state little by little. Then, its emotions obviously began to rise, and even its tone became passionate and excited, “Yes, the great Captain Duncan —he deserves to be greater and stronger! Nothing out of the ordinary, Miss Alice, listen, it’s business as usual aboard the Lost! Let the captain do what he thinks is right, and don’t go on about this subject… you just have to start Just start remembering this fact today:

“The Lost House has fish in its kitchen, and fish is a delicious ingredient. “

(end of this chapter)