Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 811

[Chapter 792: Alice’s “Liberation”]

When Duncan and Vanna came to the stern bridge of the ship, Miss Doll was squatting next to the rudder, huddled with a pile of ropes and barrels and muttering. Duncan came closer and listened secretly for a while, and discovered that It’s the doll providing psychological counseling to Tongzi.

The main content of the guidance is “Although I don’t know how to sail, don’t panic. After all, I don’t know much about sailing, because I said I can’t sail.”

Duncan thought it was a mistake to leave the figure alone on the bridge, and now he felt that the whole ship was tense.

At this moment, Alice finally noticed Duncan standing aside. The doll quickly stood up from among the pile of barrels and ropes, waving happily: “Captain! You are finally here!”

Well, “Duncan” He nodded simply with a sullen face, and looked at the puppet while sternly ignoring the objects around him that were moving off the platform in various weird ways, “Why, you still feel nervous?

” “A bit, “Alice nodded a little cautiously, but then a smile appeared in her eyes, “But it’s much better now! I just chatted with my friends and found that they were also quite nervous, so I’m not that nervous anymore…

Vanna looked at the doll with strange eyes: ….. Do you know why they are nervous?

“I don’t know,” Alice raised her head with a confident look on her face, “They didn’t tell me, but they said They will remain optimistic.

Vanna was stunned, while Duncan sighed with an expression he was used to, and then waved his hand to the puppet: “Don’t think about it too much, don’t worry, Goat Head and I will monitor the situation on the ship throughout the whole process, and we said we would let you take the helm. But it was just to complete a ‘symbolic’ process. Do you remember what I told you before?

When the captain talked about business, the expression on Alice’s face finally became serious, and she quickly recalled the time between herself and the captain. The experience in the “Alice Mansion”, I recalled the feeling in my heart when holding the “drawing board” in that weird black fog hall, and then nodded to the captain with a serious face: “I remember it all, you Let me remember that feeling… When you hold the steering wheel, think of it as your own ‘drawing board’ and ‘tell’ the Lost Home all the information in your memory, right?

“This The plan was formulated based on the feedback from the Lost Home when Sailor was at the helm.” Duncan nodded slightly, “But now we are not sure whether the Lost Home can ‘understand’ the instructions you gave. After all, you and ‘ The routes recorded by the sailors are not the same thing.

“Yeah, I understand,” Alice nodded repeatedly, “So we need to do a test first, right, and then confirm that I can really establish contact with this ship.” , and then really leave this place.

Duncan nodded silently, and as he brought Vanna to the edge of the bridge, he checked the status of the Lost Home again, and communicated with the slightly restless “consciousness” of the ship in his heart, waiting for confirmation of the Lost Home. The boat was ready, and he nodded slightly at the puppet next to the rudder: “You can start, Alice.”

Alice’s expression was tense. She took half a step forward, took a deep breath, and the puppet disappeared. She didn’t need to breathe, so she just imitated the actions of others taking a deep breath to signal herself to calm down.

The

dark rudder stood quietly in front of her, silently confronting her.

She still feels that this is a very incredible thing – although she is not very smart, she usually thinks about many things, and in her wildest imagination, she has never imagined such a scene: she is standing in this place , to touch the steering wheel of the Lost Home like the captain,

but this is what the captain asked her to do, and the captain must be right.

Alice was nervous and afraid, but she never doubted it .

She stretched out her hand suspiciously and held the steering wheel, which was as dark as night and looked particularly heavy.

At this moment, the world in the doll’s eyes… opened its

“eyes” upside down.

, she clearly felt that she had lost her sense of body.

She had lost her body…she now had another “body”.

She felt that she was floating on the sea, surrounded by chaotic fog. , the cold and calm water soaked every inch of her hull, the dim skylight illuminated her deck, and the invisible sail curled up in the spiritual world, waiting for the order to set sail.

She became the Lost Home, she was this ship. The ship itself, she is its rudder, its sails, its decks and cables – endless threads wrapped around the ship, like the strings that control a puppet, like human nerves, like countless flows in the mind The thought.

She was surprised to feel the changes in her “body” and the close connection between those “threads” and herself. Suddenly, she seemed to understand something that she had always ignored:

there was something wrong with the Lost Home Number .

Of course it

has a thread.

But it has been hiding its “thread” until now, with the permission of the captain,

Alice became happy .

, her consciousness began to flow in this huge new body, “running around” with complete novelty. She found that there were still many areas on the ship that she could not feel or see through, including the captain’s bedroom. , and part of the structure of the bottom of the ship, but even after removing these parts, she found many secrets on the ship that she had never seen before – some rooms she had not “explored”, some locked cabins, some only The corridors and mezzanines were only known to the captain…

But suddenly, Alice’s happily flowing consciousness felt an oncoming resistance. In the illusory roar, she was in this “ship” woven by countless thin threads. She stopped in the “like network”, and something hit her head-on —– or it could be two things.

The doll stopped blankly, deep in the dim space woven by countless thin threads, she Saw a goat head.

The goat’s head was floating somewhere, looking at her with a confused expression.

She also looked at the goat head with a confused expression.

“What the hell!?” After a few seconds of confrontation, the phantom-like translucent goat head floating out of thin air finally let out a strange cry.

“Mr. Goathead!” Alice became happy and wanted to raise her hand to greet him as usual, but suddenly remembered that she was just a simple consciousness wandering in a new body, so she used a loud voice to say hello. He shouted, “The captain asked me to take the helm!

“I know you are at the helm.” The goat head looked at the puppet with a confused expression. He was monitoring the situation of the entire ship as usual, but he never expected that One by one, “things” running around would suddenly appear in the “spirit” of the Lost Home, and he took a curious look, then bumped into this ignorant and reckless doll, “But why do you do that?” Here?

“I don’t know,” Alice said confidently. Isn’t that what being at the helm is like? And why are you here? “

…I have been with this captain for a century, why do you think I am here?” The goat head suddenly stared. , looking at the puppet in front of it, which seemed like a ball of phantom light in its perception, “And who told you that this is how it is to be at the helm? The person at the helm usually doesn’t drill his soul into the soul of the ship! And you are running rampant. , you are not afraid of bumping into people….

Alice was stunned for a moment, and her mind suddenly flashed: “Under normal circumstances, would the ‘soul’ on the ship bump into people?”

Goat Head: ….

“But I I did bump into someone.” Before the goat head could react, Alice immediately changed the subject and said with an awkward smile, “And why do I feel like I bumped into more than just you… I always feel like There was a fleeting dark shadow…”

She was muttering in the middle of her words when she suddenly heard a weak and resentful voice coming from the void: “It’s me…

Alice was startled, and she saw the darkness and chaos beside her. There were scattered shadows that were inconsistent and strange. Those shadows seemed to be scattered fragments, floating in the depths of countless threads and the hazy shadow of the Lost Home. After a moment, the largest fragment among them suddenly squirmed. , and then many large and small shadows began to gather and reshape quickly, and

a human figure stood up from the shadows – Agatha adjusted her adventurer coat, rubbed her face again, and rubbed herself. He looked like an adult, then stared at the doll,

“You just ran over me! Knock me to pieces!” The always good-tempered lady gatekeeper rarely felt so resentful, “Are you so reckless?”

Alice looked at Agatha blankly, and then turned to look at the goat head next to her. Finally, after the captain, she became the second person on the ship to know that the “first mate” and “lookout” were usually weird and colorful. Life status of the crew.

Now that things have come to this, she decided to have fun: …hehe.

Goathead and Agatha lost their temper instantly.

Then their attention was focused on Alice.

“Your current state… is incredible,” Agatha looked up and down at the doll that had vaguely become “part” of the Lost Home. With the professionalism of a former gatekeeper, she carefully observed Alice. “Mental phantom”, “So, this is your ‘essence’? Or… something closer to your essence?

Alice thought for a while: “What do you mean?”

…. It means, you usually “The body of you has been suppressing and restraining you, but now the more powerful ‘carrier’ of the Lost Home allows you to gain a certain degree of freedom.” Agatha was already used to Alice’s appearance, so it was quite easy to explain. Patience, “Don’t you feel it?”

Alice finally understood. The hazy light that looked like her was floating in the void, and she made a happy voice: “Yes, it feels light and comfortable, but I always feel…

“I always feel?” Goat Head and Agatha said in unison,

“I always feel… something is wrong,” Alice paused hesitantly, murmuring and slowly raising her head. “Head”, “This is not my body, that… is.” “

The goat head and Agatha were stunned for a moment, and then turned their gazes to the sky in unison.

A far larger and fragmented phantom that was far larger than the hazy phantom of the Lost Home was hanging upside down above the chaos at some point.

…Lying groove!