After putting away his new "collection", Zhou Ming did not leave the room as usual, but sat on the chair opposite the shelf.
He put it down and looked at the Lost Homeland and Plande on the shelf, falling into deep thought.
He is trying to summarize and understand the meaning of these "collections".
All along, this bachelor apartment and the world across the door have been isolated from each other. Except for the fact that I can walk through that door, the two worlds are
Nothing in the world could pass through the thick fog barrier in the door to form a connection. He had tried this many times.
In a sense, the Lost Hometown and the Pland "model" that appeared in the room actually broke this rule - they were opposite the door.
The world is clearly connected to it, and its nature obviously possesses... "supernatural attributes".
Extraordinary is not a concept that should appear on this side of the gate.
The appearance of these two collections has a common pattern - they are completely burned by the fire of the spirit body and then "controlled" by his own consciousness.
things.
Zhou Ming pondered quietly, summing up the rules bit by bit. In the end, he believed that "burning" and "control" should indeed be the two necessary conditions for the appearance of the collection.
Require conditions.
The White Oak was also burned by the flames of the Lost Homeland, but he did not actively try to control the ship at that time. He did not attack the White Oak.
There was no influence or "instruction" added to the fire, so after the burning, the ship was not in the room on the side of the gate except for the strong mark left.
Forming a corresponding "collection".
The city-state of Plande was burned to ashes by the spiritual fire, and while it was burning, he took the initiative to control and purify the city-state, even treating it as a lost hometown.
, so Pland became a collection here.
So… what is the use of this transformation? What is the meaning of things that become collections to oneself
Zhou Ming's eyes fell on Pland's "model", and then he closed his eyes slightly.
A breeze was blowing through the port district in the southeast of the city-state. Small waves were lapping at the shore. The fourth district clock had just rung for the last time.
The steam plant is running at full speed.
He opened his eyes again and the situation was just as he expected.
He could sense the status of the entire city-state, even down to the level of any building or street lamp—although he could not sense the status of the "
Although he didn't understand the "human" part, Pland's real body was just like a lifelike model, and it was all presented before his eyes.
This feeling... is like the control of the Lost Homeland.
Zhou Ming was thoughtful, rubbing his chin unconsciously with his fingers. After realizing the extent of his influence on the city-state,
He naturally began to use the Lost Hometown as a reference.
Today, Plande can be regarded as another Lost Homeland, so... what he can do on the Lost Homeland is undoubtedly what Plande can do.
That's fine too.
He could order all the bell towers in the city-state to ring for him, order the city-state to sink into the spirit world, and even...
Zhou Ming stopped the subconscious action of rubbing his chin.
You can even order the city-state to sink into the subspace.
Zhou Ming's eyes narrowed, and he quickly suppressed the terrible thought that suddenly popped up in his mind. However, even though the thought was suppressed, his heart was still
Then it started banging.
He could really do this, because he could also make the Lost Homeland do this. The subspace was there, and he could clearly sense the chaotic dimension.
The "direction" of the degree - the "promised land" that those missionaries of the end of the world longed for but could not obtain, was like returning home to him...
Not only that, when he had that terrifying thought just now, he instantly felt a vague call, as if someone
Some people stand in front of the cliff
Sometimes he would have an inexplicable urge to leap forward, and he had felt this urge just now!
All he needs is a thought, an instruction, a compromise with impulse, a carelessness, and he can reach the place that calls him.
square.
At the same time, anything that is engulfed, controlled, and polluted by you will fall down with you.
Zhou Ming took a deep breath and slowly stood up from the chair.
The world is right to be terrified of the Lost Homeland and Captain Duncan, and they should be.
Zhou Ming took a last deep look at his collection shelf, exhaled, and turned to walk towards the door of the bachelor apartment.
On the chart table in the captain's room, the dark wooden goat head heard the noise coming from the door. It raised its head and saw the tall figure of Captain Duncan.
Just as he appeared at the door, the eyes carved from black jade suddenly lit up, and he immediately began to force Yao skillfully: "Ah! The great captain has returned to his loyal first mate.
Your achievements are known to everyone, and your great power makes the boundless sea... "
Duncan did not say anything, just sat down at the navigation table, silently looking at the goat head looming in the distance, his eyes indifferent.
In the end, it was the Goat Head that started to feel awkward first. It couldn't help but stop talking halfway and said, "Uh... Captain, are you going to
Isn’t it always the case that people say “Shut up”…”
Duncan said calmly, "I'm just curious, if I don't let you shut up, how long can you talk?"
The goat-head immediately became excited when he heard this - it seemed that it didn't hear the ridicule in Duncan's words at all, or it heard it but pretended not to hear it: "Then
You have hit the nail on the head. Your loyal teacher has always been well-informed. Even if we only talk about recipes on the vast sea, we can talk about
Tonight, if you are interested, we can start with the 137 types of butter biscuits... "
"Okay, shut up," Duncan interrupted, shaking his head helplessly, "I thought you at least had a concept of 'awkwardness'."
The goat shook its head, and there was a creaking sound in its neck. Then its dark face turned completely to Duncan, and its empty eyes stared at him.
He looked at the latter's face and said, "Captain, you seem to be worried. We have just completed an unprecedented feat. What else can affect us
How do you feel
"An unprecedented feat..." Duncan muttered softly, then shook his head. "You can feel it, right? Now the city-state of Plande and the lost country are
The connection between the numbers.
"Of course!" Goat Head answered immediately, not forgetting to blow it off, "I never thought there would be such a day - your great power is shocking, your
The prey is an entire city-state! So where is the next target? Should we go to Lunsa or Cold Harbor first? Or Frost... "
Duncan waved his hand, and the goat-head suddenly quieted down.
"I'm not interested in 'hunting' for now. I just want to tell you that I don't have the energy to keep an eye on such a large area all the time. If you
If you sense something that shouldn't be there has set foot on Plande, you can alert me - of course, the premise is that you have the energy to do so. Your main task is still to take care of
Good ship.
"With pleasure!" the goat-head said immediately, "This is easy for me, and I will definitely live up to your expectations..."
Duncan nodded slightly, then his eyes swept across the wall clock next to him, and then looked out the window.
Before I knew it, the night had passed.
A few seconds later, Duncan suddenly turned around and asked: "What time is it now?!"
The goat head was stunned for a moment, a little uncertain: "It should be... morning, the sun should be rising."
"... The sun hasn't risen," Duncan said in a deep voice, his expression extremely serious. Then he turned his head sharply and stared at the ticking clock.
The ticking clock said, "…sunrise should have been fourteen minutes ago."
Goat Head Moment
There was no sound in the room, but Duncan's eyes were still fixed on the clock's hands, which were moving forward one tick at a time, and the moon on top of the clock.
A mechanical disc with a sun rising scale.
The "sun" of this world, super phenomenon numbered 001, rises at an extremely precise time every day and sets at an extremely precise time every day.
The clock on the Lost Homeland is linked to the coordinates on the nautical chart, and it will accurately indicate at what time and minute Anomaly 001 will jump onto the surface of the ocean.
The surface of the sea—nothing had ever gone wrong since Duncan came into this world.
The sun did not rise on time today. Ordinary people might not have noticed this change, but Duncan noticed it, and the moment he noticed it, he suddenly
I felt a huge... uneasiness.
He didn't even know how this uneasiness came about so suddenly.
"Maybe... just wait a moment..." The goat-headed voice sounded again at this time, and it seemed a little nervous, "Look, the sea
The weather in the sky is always unpredictable, and there might be something blocking the way..."
Duncan didn't pay attention to what Goat Head said. He was still looking at the clock. But in the next second, a faint golden light suddenly appeared.
The edge of his vision.
The golden light came in through the window.
Duncan immediately turned around, walked to the window in two or three steps, pushed it open and looked at the sea in the distance.
The sun rose, and the huge body of light bound by two rune rings gradually rose into the sky as usual, illuminating the entire boundless
The sea also dispelled the cold and pale atmosphere left to this world by the creation of the world.
He turned back and checked the time for the last time.
Today's sunrise is fifteen minutes later than usual.
Why
Is it the aftermath of the disaster at Prand? Is it related to the "Butterfly Sun Wheel" summoned by the Sun Cultists? Is it related to Nina's awakening and control? Or...
Another sign of change
Duncan returned to the table and began to think wildly. He knew that these thoughts might be a bit too nervous, but after just experiencing Plan
After Germany's historic pollution crisis, he is now particularly sensitive to any unusual phenomena.
"Maybe it's just the weather at sea. Look, the sun is still rising," said the goat-headed man.
The thick fog in the country will refract the light, causing... "
"The sun in Plande is also fifteen minutes late," Duncan interrupted Goat Head softly, "The weather there is fine and the sea is calm - it's not the sun that's late.
, is the sun itself."
“… Shit.”