Looking at Alice's confident posture with her neck held high, Duncan's emotions suddenly became incoherent - and he instantly realized that this silly posture was not confident or proud at all, it was completely fixed and unable to move... .
But the doll lady herself seemed to be completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter. She still had a smug look on her face. She handed the newspaper to Duncan and smiled foolishly. She was obviously very happy that she could successfully shop alone: "Here you go, the newspaper, and I remember to give you the change!"
Duncan finally took the newspaper expressionlessly, and after two or three seconds he reminded the fool: "Alice, nod your head."
"Huh? Why?" Alice was stunned for a moment, but immediately chose to obey the captain's orders. As a result, her head just shook slightly in place, and a strange sound came from near her neck, and then she could no longer move.
After two seconds of stagnation, the puppet finally reacted and cried out: "Mr. Duncan! I can't move! Help, help!"
Duncan looked at the doll exhaustedly, then turned and walked into the antique shop: "Stop yelling outside, go back and study it."
Alice hurriedly followed Duncan's footsteps, followed by Nina who was also a little confused and at a loss. The three of them entered the antique shop. Nina, who was walking at the end, turned back and closed the door carefully, and did not forget to hang up a wooden sign for temporary rest.
Duncan casually threw the newly bought newspaper on the counter and was about to check on Alice's condition, but suddenly his eyes swept across a headline on the front page of the newspaper.
His attention was immediately drawn back to the newspaper.
Printed on it in bold, large letters was a sentence: "Use boiling water."
He began to believe that the two people upstairs had forgotten all about their business.
"Captain, it still doesn't work." Pland said with a sad face.
"I've fried my own head before, so I'm not afraid of this temperature at all," Mei Dong spread out his hands. "Looking at the situation now, rinsing it with cold water is useless, but there's still some hope if I boil it in boiling water."
Duncan frowned, picked up the newspaper, and scanned the article on the front page.
Duncan sighed, threw the newspaper aside, stepped forward and untied the lace decoration on Pland's neck, checked the super glue that had not yet hardened on the edge of its joints, and after a moment of silence, turned to Nina: "...Where is Shirley?"
She went upstairs in confusion and saw Nina standing in the corridor with a helpless look on her face. She looked up at the bathroom at the end of the corridor and saw Pland peeking in a bit awkwardly.
According to publicly available information, the Cathedral of Storms docked in Alice for a normal repair. Pope Helena will pay a brief visit to Alice Cathedral during that time and discuss some church matters with the Archbishop and the Inquisitor. The newspapers did not mention the previous historical pollution incidents or any words related to the Lost Homeland.
Duncan didn't care about the Storm Goddess's faith, but he couldn't help but wonder what impact this would have on him.
Duncan looked at Plande, then at Nina who was holding onto the edge of his clothes, and finally sighed after a while. "A bottle, about this big," Plande gestured with his hand, "found in your room, a large brown glass bottle."
Duncan: "...?"
"... So that's all you're worried about after your head is glued on?" Duncan glared at Alice, then waved his hand wearily, "Okay, don't be so sad. Although this glue is very strong, it can't withstand cold or water. Soak it in cold water and it will dissolve in a while."
Alice was scrambling around anxiously. She finally realized that it was not a wise move to put glue in her neck joints. After noticing that the captain had no time to deal with her, she turned to Nina for help: "Ms. Nina, please help me, help me, help me, help me..."
He still remembered the message "Thank you" that the Storm Goddess had left him before. Even if this had not happened, he was still curious about the gods of this world. He was also quite interested in this Storm Cathedral that was said to cruise on the vast ocean all year round.
Duncan is a bit
He rubbed his forehead with a headache. Things were getting interesting.
"... You poured it all in?!" Duncan's eyes twitched noticeably, "How did you manage to pour such a big bottle?"
But Duncan's thinking was obviously not as limited as Nina's. He just looked up at the pitiful Gothic doll wrapped in a bath towel not far away, then turned to Nina and said, "This is not complicated. Just find a big pot and let her fall headfirst into it... At worst, you can just hold her up by the side."
"I... said an hour ago that I had a headache from memorizing words, so I went outside to get some fresh air," Nina said, shrinking her neck. "Did he flee in fear of being convicted?"
In other words, can I take this opportunity to... gather some information
"Just pull the head off and put it upside down, pour the glue in and shake it, then put it on directly," Alice said in a tearful tone, "Shirley said it's more secure this way." Then the doll lady came out,
His body was wet, he was wrapped in a towel, but his head was still steady.
He gestured as he spoke. Although Nina was an excellent student in school, she still felt that her imagination could not keep up with reality.
But soon, the noise upstairs quieted down, and then there was a hurried sound of footsteps running to the stairs, and Nina's voice came: "Uncle Duncan! No! Come and see, it can't be removed at all!"
The antique shop was very quiet. The noises of Nina and Alice in the bathroom on the second floor could even be heard faintly. The clearest sound was Nina's fussing voice. Duncan stared at her in amazement.
He could feel that this beautiful doll was heartbroken, but the doll had no tears to shed, and all the sadness could only flow in her empty heart - this statement sounded poetic, and it certainly ignored the detail that "the doll was heartbroken because she had glued her head shut."
Nina imagined it for a moment, and a scene came to her mind, but her tone became particularly firm: "I always feel that Miss Alice is a little pitiful..."
"Think of a solution," Alice seemed to be about to cry, holding her head with both hands, "Miss Nina, aren't you studying to repair machinery? You can repair your steam cores, so why don't you help me?"
"Sister Alice, there's a keyhole on your back, huh? Don't you know what it's for?"
The Cathedral of the Storm? The mysterious "Headquarters of the Deep Sea Church"? The messenger of the storm goddess Gemona is coming to this city... Is it because of the previous historical pollution incident? Or is it for the Lost Homeland? Or both
"I don't know how to fix a doll either!" Nina was so anxious that she turned to Duncan for help. "Uncle, please think of a way. Miss Alice's head is completely stuck..."
"Ms. Alice, can't you turn your wrist 180 degrees... Really?!"
The Sun Fragment ran upstairs with the puppet with its head stuck on it, while Duncan sighed helplessly and picked up the newspaper he had put aside.
"Is there a problem with water entering the keyhole? Oh, that's not what I'm considering..."
On the other hand, he was also very curious about whether the highest representative of the Goddess of Storm would find something strange about the city-state of Pland when he came here, and whether he would discover him, the "warp shadow" hidden in the city-state.
"Ah?" Nina was shocked. "Really?! Can Alice bear it..."
The most common thing on her mind right now is just skipping classes," Duncan sighed and shook his head, "No, it's not completely dry yet, it's been dry for at least half an hour, this is fast glue, you can't pull it off with brute force now."
Mei Dong finally put down the newspaper in his hand, turned his head to look at the two girls who were making a fuss around him, and his eyes fell on Plande's body: "How much glue did he put in, and what kind of glue was it?"
"What should I do?" Alice looked at Duncan at a loss. "I...I have to take my head off when I comb my hair. I can't comb my hair with my head on."
Nina
He was a little panicked, so he grabbed Alice's head and shook it left and right, only to find that the glue had already solidified completely: "This... ...I can't pull it off! This is obviously quick-drying glue!"
But even if the newspaper didn't mention it, anyone with a discerning eye would know that this Deep Sea Pope came for these two major events.
Duncan was saved immediately. Nina, who was anxious beside him, also reacted immediately and hurried forward to hold Alice's hand: "I'll take you to the bathroom right now. I'm slow in heating the water now!"
Duncan put down the newspaper, sat down at the counter, and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
"Hey! These joints are so amazing and beautiful!
"It's not loose at all," Nina muttered quietly, "I've been running cold water over it for a long time."
"Pathetic bastard!" Duncan finally couldn't hold back and swore for the first time in history, "You let an illiterate person trick you into pouring a whole bottle of glue into your joints. This is to teach you a lesson!"
Nina's eyes seemed a little dazed. She thought hard about the operation process for a long time, and said with some hesitation: "I do have boiling water, and I can get it out quickly, but... we don't have such a big pot at home, and we also have a bathtub that can be soaked in. If you want to immerse your head in water to boil it, at least Miss Alice should squat in the water, right?"