Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 711

[Chapter 693: Everything the secret keeper saw]

Keeper Ted Leal was wrapped in a thick blanket and sitting in the small room of the research station. Someone handed him a cup of hot tea that was still hot to the touch. He held the tea cup and raised his head to thank: “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome!” Alice responded seriously, and then began to look curiously at the “secret keeper” who had just been fished out of the sea. After a while, she turned to Duncan next to her. , “Captain, Mr. Ted doesn’t seem to be in a good mood!”

“I fell into the sea – twice!” Ted looked up at Duncan standing aside, and trembled subconsciously mid-sentence – Physical coldness is not a problem for a saint. His trembling is more like being immersed in the chill of fate. “The first time he fell out of the subspace, the second time he was thrown out by a pigeon.” !”

He trembled again, turned around and glared resentfully at the fat white pigeon pacing on the floor with its chest raised. The latter rubbed its beak on the floor, tilted its head and looked out the window with one eye. One eye fell on Ted and flapped his wings: “What are you looking at?”

“You must have offended Ai,” Duncan’s voice came, showing a calmness, “It usually doesn’t throw away passengers. In the sea.”

“Isn’t it possible that a pigeon like you is cruel by nature?” Ted stared, looking quite indignant. “It was taunting me when it threw me down, and everyone here heard it…”

” That must be impossible, Ai is a dove of peace.” Duncan immediately waved his hand and pointed at Ai who was walking around, “Look, it is white.”

Ted was startled when he heard this and did not follow Duncan. The rhythm of the song – he had never heard of the meaning of the dove of peace…

But Duncan was used to this kind of situation where no one could pick up on the jokes he said casually. He just waved his hand nonchalantly: “I guess Ai You must have been uncooperative when I brought you here.”

“…Okay, I admit it,” Ted thought for a moment and sighed helplessly, “But you can’t blame me – I don’t know you as a pigeon, even if The flame looked familiar, but suddenly a strange bird with a jagged skeleton flew out and swept me into a dark and strange space. Of course, my first reaction was to feel threatened, and it was inevitable to resist… Lucretia ,

who had never spoken next to her, suddenly said: “Then you never hit a pigeon, and you were thrown into the sea by a pigeon.”

Ted Leal: “…can we not discuss pigeons? Are you there?”

“That makes sense.” Duncan nodded and sat down on the chair next to Ted. “Then the topic of pigeons is over. Next, let’s discuss subspace.”

“Uh…” Ted There was a grunt in his throat, and a very strange expression appeared on his face, but probably the continuous bizarre experiences had greatly tempered his nerves, and he soon exhaled coldly and looked up. He glanced around.

The college staff stationed here left the room almost in a flash and closed the door – within a few seconds, only Duncan, Alice and Lucretia were left here besides him. people.

“I have told Captain Lawrence all the experiences I can recall,” Ted Leal breathed a sigh of relief after all the irrelevant personnel left, and said while recalling, “The subspace is in my mind. It left a long shadow of chaos, and some memories became blurry. I can only remember those unrelated fragments, such as those silent, huge and weird ‘things’ I had witnessed. This part of the content You should already know…”

“Yes, Lawrence reported the situation to me, but some things must be communicated face to face to be more clear,” Duncan said casually, “For example, the specific forms of the things you witnessed… What Lawrence relayed after all Why don’t I listen to you face to face…”

As he said this, he casually pulled out a picture from the table next to him.

Those were some sketches that Duncan drew by himself after receiving the situation reported by Lawrence and before Ted Leal was brought back by Aye.

Ted Leal curiously took the paper handed over by Duncan, and his eyes widened slightly after seeing the content depicted on it.

What is drawn on the paper is not something scary and bizarre – it is just the outline of some doors and windows, some pillars with elegant and complicated lines, and some winding iron patterns.

However, the “style” and “feel” they presented were no less important to Ted Leal than witnessing those terrifying and bizarre giants in the subspace again.

He raised his head hesitantly and saw Duncan looking calmly into his eyes.

“Is this the style?” Duncan asked softly.

Ted Leal opened his mouth, then lowered his head and stared at the series of partial structures of the buildings depicted on the piece of paper. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: “…Yes, that is a huge building in the dark. , like a palace, but also like an overly complicated and huge mansion, it hangs upside down above my head. Its spire is reminiscent of those gloomy black towers in northern city-states. Its doors and windows are slender and towering, and outside each window Covered and blocked by a dark substance like thorns…”

He stopped, recalled and organized for a while, and then continued: “The whole building remained silent in the darkness, like a giant beast that had been dead for many years. But at certain moments…I saw hazy flashes in some of its windows, as if there were still people moving inside, and the whole building seemed to come alive…”

Duncan listened silently. Following Ted Leal’s description, he looked solemnly at the windows, columns and decorative patterns he had drawn on the paper.

That was the thing in Alice Mansion – even though all Ted Leal saw was the exterior of the building, stylistically the two were clearly unified.

What Ted Leal saw was indeed the Alice Mansion.

Alice’s mansion in subspace.

But Duncan clearly remembered that after Leigh Nora “took away” the “mistress’ bedroom” deep in the Alice Mansion, a huge hole was left there. When he looked out of the hole, he could only see into the boundless darkness, and could not see the iconic chaotic light flow and huge solid shadow in the subspace…otherwise he should have realized that the mansion was located in the subspace.

why is that?

Is it because what Ted saw in subspace was just a “projection” of Alice’s mansion? Or…the last time I looked out from the big hole inside the mansion…there was something “obstructing” my sight?

Duncan frowned and fell into deep thought. After holding it in for several minutes, Ted finally couldn’t help but speak: “What exactly is it that I saw? It seems that you are familiar with it?” “

Yes, I go there often. ,” Duncan nodded slightly, “But don’t ask about the details – for your physical and mental health.”

“…Well, it is subspace after all,” Ted reacted immediately, but then his face His expression was a little weird again, “Rahem Bless, I didn’t expect that I was actually discussing the subspace with you… I went there and came back alive, and even now I still feel that this is a bit unreal. “

It’s a bit late for you to start feeling these things now,” Duncan waved his hand, and then spoke again, “You also mentioned that the huge upside-down mansion changed before your eyes and turned into something like Is it a structure like a giant ship?”

“Actually… I’m not sure what that thing is at all.” Ted Leal hesitated, and finally chose to speak cautiously, “The experience in the subspace is like layer upon layer. Traveling through the illusion, my reason and cognition seemed to be divided into two dimensions and operated independently. I saw many things, and they often changed into other…’looks’ in an instant, and only part of these changes were What really happened, and the other part is like my mind spontaneously reorganizing the incomprehensible information.”

Duncan thought for a while and sent another piece of white paper and pencil to Ted Leal: “No matter that Is it an illusion? Can you still draw the ‘instant change’ of that mansion?”

Ted Leal hesitated for a moment, then took the pen and paper: “…I’ll give it a try.”

The Keeper of the Truth Wearing a blanket, he came to the table and began to sketch the hazy hallucinations he had seen in the subspace.

Duncan stood aside, watching with seriousness and patience.

Under Ted Leal’s brush, some messy abstract lines gradually emerge on the paper.

However, Lucretia, who was watching curiously from the side, gradually frowned: “Is this what you said…’the giant ship’?”

She only saw many randomly connected lines, like some kind of abstract geometry. The “fragments” were pieced together into a roughly long spindle-shaped structure, or some kind of asymmetrical “cylinder”, which was actually very different from the “ship” she knew.

But the next second, she noticed that Duncan’s expression was becoming serious after seeing those “abstract patterns”.

What did my father see from these strange abstract lines!

Has he seen this thing? !

Doubts suddenly appeared in Lucretia’s mind, but before she could ask, Ted Leal had already put down the pencil in his hand.

“I know this thing doesn’t look like a ‘ship’, but the moment I saw it, I thought in my mind that this should be some kind of ‘ship’,” Ted Leal raised his head and said to Lucretia , “I can’t explain what’s going on. It’s like some kind of ‘knowledge’ is directly imprinted on my thinking, or some kind of ‘revelation’…”

Duncan still stared at Ted’s painting. Looking at the messy lines on the paper, he suddenly raised his head and asked: “…Is it finished?”

Ted Leal nodded: “It’s finished.”

Duncan frowned, his expression unusually serious: “That’s all? That’s all. This part?”

Ted Leal finally realized something from Duncan’s attitude. He hesitated slightly: “That’s all I saw…only this part. What’s wrong?”

Duncan was silent for a few seconds and suddenly stepped forward. Taking a step forward, he pointed at the pattern on the paper: “I’m not sure… but theoretically, what you drew may only be one-third of its structure!”

(End of this chapter)