Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 53

[Chapter 53 The Captain Is Not At Home]

One will, paying attention to two perspectives at the same time, controlling two bodies, doing completely different things, this is a rather novel experience for Duncan.

It is also an extremely difficult challenge.

He thinks that he should not be regarded as an ordinary person now, but even so, it is not easy to control the two bodies without any burden. Barely controlling the body in the antique shop, he climbed back to the bed and continued to lift the corpse.

But judging from the feedback from the depths of his consciousness, he thought that sooner or later he would be able to master this dual-purpose technique—it just needed a long time for familiarization and training.

After placing the body in the antique shop properly and paying a little attention there, Duncan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It is the most important thing to ensure the connection with the “remote body” immediately after finishing the walk in the spirit world. This is directly related to whether the foothold I have finally found in the civilized world can be used for a long time. After this matter is settled, He felt much more relaxed, and he had the energy to focus on other things.

A sound of flapping wings came from the side at this moment, and the pigeon Aiyi ran to Duncan in twos and threes

. The pigeon landed on the table behind it.

A light golden sun emblem and two bottles of spirits were quietly placed there at the moment.

A smile slowly appeared on Duncan’s face, and then the smile became brighter and brighter.

feasible! It is feasible to let this pigeon carry “cargo” in the process of walking in the spirit world! And it’s not limited to extraordinary items, even ordinary items can be sent over!

With a satisfied smile, he got up and took a few items on the table, first checked the situation of the sun emblem, and confirmed that there was still a faint power flowing in this extraordinary item, which was that he had used the fire of the spirit body. After completely occupying and transforming the power, he then picked up one of the bottles of spirits, took off the lid and put it in front of his nose, and the strong smell of alcohol came immediately.

Duncan looked down at Ai who had already started pacing on the table with his head up.

High efficiency, high quality, and free shipping – he began to like this nagging pigeon.

The pigeon also immediately noticed the sight of the “master”. It immediately ran to Duncan, pecked at the table with its beak shell, and shouted loudly: “Order French fries! Order French fries!” “There are no French fries on board for the time being,

but I don’t think this will be a problem soon,” Duncan happily grabbed the pigeon and held it in his hand, eyeing each other’s mung bean eyes. Dead things, and whether there will be ‘packet loss’… This needs to be tested a few more times…”

The pigeon thought for a while, and raised its neck: “Packet loss? Oops, the page is gone…” “

…Yes , That’s what I’m afraid of, your name always makes me feel old and reliable.” Duncan’s thoughts diverged for a while, and he was greatly encouraged by the fact that the pigeons successfully transmitted more things to the Lost Country. Thinking of more feasible attempts, not limited to delivering supplies to the ship, but the bird’s erratic IQ and poor contact logic always made him afraid to let go. After thinking about it, he still felt that he needed to do more. After this test, the “supply line” between the Lost Homeland and the land was really established.

Temporarily having a plan in mind for the next step, Duncan stood up from the chair and walked towards the door leading to the chart room, but stopped after taking two steps.

He moved his joints on the spot, stretched his legs and feet, and felt the touch from his limbs.

Flexible, powerful, without fatigue or sluggishness, as if he had just been sitting at the desk for a while.

However, he was very clear that it had been more than a day since he had “leaved” the Lost Homeland, and when he was walking in the spirit world, his body remained in the captain’s dormitory, maintaining the posture of sitting in front of the table.

Duncan carefully felt the limbs and bones. Through his precise grasp of his physical condition, he could almost be sure that this body completely maintained the state at the moment of walking in the spirit world, as if… the moment the consciousness left, the body fell into a Some kind of “stagnation” in general.

Is this also the special power of “Captain Duncan”? Or… because I am actually half a ghost now, so I will be as tireless as a ghost?

He wondered curiously, but had no clue.

He has begun to understand the history of this world and the rise and fall of civilized city-states, but he can’t even solve the secrets of himself.

But in any case, this does not seem to be a bad thing. This body does not require much “maintenance”, which means that he can devote part of his energy to other areas with more confidence.

Duncan is a very open-minded person. In other words, he is very good at putting aside those temporarily unsolvable puzzles. After thinking it through in his mind, he came to the door and pushed open the door leading to the chart room.

Captain Duncan is back.

The oak door creaked lightly, breaking the silence in the chart room. The next second, the wooden goat’s head carved on the edge of the nautical table suddenly made a rattling sound, and the piece of wood quickly turned its head to the sound. Under the empty gaze, it slowly opened its mouth: “Name?”

“Duncan Abnomar,” Duncan glanced at the goat’s head, “I’m back.”

“Ah! The great Captain Duncan returned to him Aboard the Loyal Lost Home! Sorry Captain, you have been traveling in the spirit world for a long time this time, and I need to confirm it again… After all, this is the rule you set. How do you feel? How is your mood? How is your body? This long journey How is the harvest of the spiritual world walking? Did you find something interesting? Would you like to share this walking journey with your loyal first mate and the following abbreviation? Did you notice that I used ‘the following abbreviation’ just now? Miss Alice Saying this can make the words more concise, you may prefer such a simplified…”

“Shut up, your condensed words are all made up for in the rest of the nonsense,” Duncan glanced at the noisy thing, “Did anything happen on board while I was away?” “Ah, Captain Duncan’s stern

words As usual with humor, your lesson is that everything is normal on board, and your loyal following omissions have perfectly completed the helm task you have entrusted. In addition, Miss Alice came twice, but it was not a big deal. Once it was a fight with the cable, Once, it was a fight with the anchor cable…”

Duncan was about to go through the chart room to check the situation on the deck, but he stopped when he heard Goat’s Head’s words, and he had a question mark on his face: “Why did she fight with the cable and the anchor cable? ?”

He could perceive the situation on the Lost Home during his walk in the spirit world, but he didn’t pay too much attention to it, he could only vaguely feel Alice walking around on the ship to “explore”… How could she be so lively on the boat when she was not around?

“Oh, actually Miss Alice is kind too,” Goat’s Head replied immediately, “She thought it was bad to have nothing to do on board, so she wanted to find something to do, so she went to tidy up the cables and maintain the winch—but I forgot to tell her The cable is ticklish, and the anchor needs a nap…”

Duncan: “…”

“Captain, are you angry?” Duncan’s sudden silence made the goat’s head tense up, and it shook its wooden head back and forth, “Actually, it’s nothing What’s more, new members on a ship always need to adjust to get along with the old sailors-now they have entered the stage of ‘fighting’, which shows that Miss Alice’s integration into the group is progressing very quickly. In fact She is quite popular on the ship, and most of the Lost Country…”

Goat’s head was halfway speaking, when he heard a sudden rush of footsteps on the deck outside, and then the door of the captain’s cabin was slammed As soon as the person pulled away, Alice rushed in: “Mr. Goat’s Head, why are the shells in the ammunition depot kept rolling around and won’t let me…”

Duncan silently glanced at Alice.

Alice also found Duncan standing by the nautical table, looking at him stiffly and awkwardly.

“Well, this is the third time,” the goat hair on the nautical table sighed, “this time she is fighting with shells… I admit that Miss Alice’s running-in process on the ship may have been a little bit too lively …”

Alice shrank her neck (probably strengthening her joints), and looked nervously at Duncan with a blank expression: “Captain, you are back…” “Well,”

Duncan nodded with a calm expression on his face, “It seems that you had a good time on the boat while I was away?”

Alice: “…”

(End of this chapter)