According to the current speed, we will reach the waters around Breeze Harbor in one day. But this is the situation marked on the nautical chart. As for whether the Lost Hometown is currently in this area, it still needs to be confirmed. After all... this matter is too unbelievable.
There was a solemn and hesitant tone in the goat head's voice. Since Duncan met this guy, he rarely heard it react like this.
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There is no doubt that what is happening to the Lost Homeland at this moment is completely beyond the experience of the first mate.
Duncan supported himself on the edge of the navigation table with both hands, looking solemnly at the slowly spreading fog on the nautical chart. Between the shadow of the Lost Homeland and the northern route, large patches of fog were floating - that was the route that the Lost Homeland should have taken, but it was still shrouded in fog.
In the previous two hours when the sun went out, we skipped the entire voyage from the northern route to the southern waters, and even you don't know how it happened. Duncan raised his eyes and looked at the goat head on the edge of the table, but the White Oak, which was also on the vast sea during the sun going out, did not encounter this phenomenon. They still generally maintained the correct navigation path.
I don't know how to explain this. The captain, the goat-head, shook his head slightly, looking embarrassed. Although both the Lost Homeland and the White Oak had undergone your baptism of fire, the two ships were too different, and any difference in details could be the cause of this phenomenon.
Duncan didn't speak for a while, but his face was solemn for a few seconds, and then he seemed to suddenly think of something and broke the silence: When did the chart change? This time, the goat head answered very quickly, when the sun lit up again, are you sure? Duncan knew that the other party would not lie to him, but he still asked subconsciously.
OK, the goat head shook its head up and down. I have been paying attention to all things related to navigation, including the movement of the nautical chart. During the time when the sun was out, the nautical chart never changed, as if we had been standing still. After the sun came on again, the nautical chart began to show some confusion, just like the confusion every time after emerging from the spiritual world to the real world. I thought it was just self-calibration, but I didn't expect that when it stabilized again, it would show that the Lost Homeland was already near Breeze Harbor.
Duncan listened carefully to Goat-Head's story and suddenly frowned: In other words, this jump is very likely to occur at the moment the sun rekindles.
The goat-head nodded slowly.
The entire ship's cabin fell into silence for a while.
Duncan didn't know what Goat Head was thinking at the moment. He only knew that his mind was filled with confused guesses and countless
His mind was now filled with confused speculations and countless questions, and all these questions seemed to revolve around one core: In the process of the sun going out and reigniting, what changes had taken place in the boundless sea
At first, he thought it was just a temporary darkness, just like the sun rising a few minutes before. In that late performance, except for some people who noticed it and felt nervous and panicked, the whole world seemed to be completely unaffected.
But he soon discovered that the extinction of the sun had caused many things to go wrong - including the interruption of communications between the city-states and the strange border phenomenon observed by the White Oak.
Now, after the sun was reignited, he discovered that the strange impact of this incident was far more than that. The entire Lost Homeland teleported two-thirds of the way and came directly to the vicinity of Breeze Harbor. Tirian reported that other city-states had no idea that the sun had been extinguished.
It seemed that between the time when the sun went out and lit up, the whole world briefly took on a bizarre appearance, with all kinds of tearing inconsistencies. The Homeless, a ghost ship wandering on the edge of reality, briefly and soberly crossed this tearing rift.
He became rich.
Duncan suddenly had an uncontrollable sense of horror in his mind. He pondered over and over again, what exactly is the function of the sun
It only provides light and heat, and at the same time suppresses the extraordinary in this world, erosion? What it suppresses is the extraordinary erosion in this world.
Or is it the world itself? The boat, the goat-headed
A voice suddenly came from the side, interrupting Duncan's contemplation, "What should we do next? If the Lost Homeland has really reached the vicinity of Breeze Harbor."
Should we contact Miss Lucrecia? Check the surrounding situation first, and don't approach rashly. City-state, Duncan thought for a moment, and then couldn't help but think of the previous experience in Plander and Frost. He shook his head subconsciously, let the Lost Homeland hide in the shadows and fog, and contact Lucrecia when the time is right.
The goat-headed man's head immediately dropped: Yes, Funaki.
Duncan hummed, then walked to the corner of the room again.
He reached out and tapped the oval mirror. A dark shadow appeared in the mirror, and in the blink of an eye, Agatha, dressed as a female adventurer, appeared in front of him.
I never thought that I would have such an incredible experience on my first voyage with you, Agatha exclaimed, "It's just as you said, so when we set sail on the Lost Homeland, I will witness all the incredible things in this world. My imagination before departure was still too conservative."
Feeling overstimulated
Fortunately, thanks to my current lack of a heart that beats wildly, Agatha smiled, "Next, I need to keep an eye on the changes in the spirit world, right? The four spirit worlds, and the reflections that wander between the spirit world and the real world. If possible, I'll also pay attention to the situation below the sea surface. Duncan is also welcome. I always feel that even if the sun lights up again, the subsequent impact of this incident has not ended. It's always good to be cautious."
He put away his smile, nodded solemnly, and then added: "Ah, according to the rules on the ship, we should say it is the ship's chief!" The figure in the mirror gradually disappeared.
Duncan still looked solemn, thinking quietly in front of the mirror. The flying colored paper pieces circled over the street, passed through the gaps between the high and low roofs and buildings, and finally flew into a building near the City-State University, and flew into the research room of the elf scholar Taran El.
Lucrecia's figure condensed from the colored paper, and the next second, the sea witch frowned in confusion. The elf scholar was nowhere to be seen in the laboratory. Could he still be trapped on the roof and unable to come down
Lucrecia couldn't help but mutter something and turned her head to look at the still open window not far away. But just as she was about to fly to the roof to confirm whether the elf scholar was still trapped there, a slightly panicked sound of footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside, interrupting her action.
Listening to the movement in the corridor, Lucrecia waved at the door not far away. With a bang, the door suddenly opened, and then a shadow rushed to the corridor in the direction of Lucrecia's finger. There were short screams and sounds of falling outside, and a moment later, an apprentice who was dancing and trying desperately to stand up was invited into the room.
The apprentice came in lying down, and it looked as if he was floating and sliding into the room at a height of about a few centimeters from the ground. But when he entered the room and stopped, the things that brought him into the room swarmed out from under his body. Countless "toy soldiers" crawled out from under the apprentice, and quickly lined up on the floor beside him, and then marched in step to the music of the drummer and trumpeter, and quickly and neatly returned to the shadow beside Lucrecia.
The apprentice who was invited into the room looked at the running toy soldiers on the floor in horror, and then his eyes noticed the soldiers and the owner of the shadows.
He raised his head and glanced at Lucrecia who was standing by the window, and finally realized who this vaguely familiar lady was.
Witch... Ah, Lady Lucrecia!
The apprentice quickly stood up and greeted this great man who was surrounded by many legends and halos.
Good afternoon, good afternoon. As he spoke, the apprentice could not help but twist his body suddenly - a small toy soldier crawled out of his pocket, fell to the ground and broke into pieces, but then the toy soldier reassembled, turned over quickly and ran towards his mistress, and went back into the shadows.
Lucrecia paid no attention to the panic of the young apprentice.
Instead of being rude and neglecting the toy soldier who had fallen behind, he asked directly: "I'm here to look for your teacher, where is he?"
I was just about to go find him, the apprentice swallowed and quickly answered this witch who was said to be cold and aloof, good at cursing, and as fickle as the sea. Someone saw him go to the Flowing Cloud Tower when the sun went out and pass by the roof of the university.
Lucrecia raised her eyebrows: From the roof of the university?: Yes... Yes, I saw him. He seemed to be in a hurry. And he hasn't come back yet. I'm worried that something happened to him.
He had to get into trouble and go to college with a century of frozen shoulder and cervical spondylosis.
Flying over the rooftops and running on the walls - even as an elf, he shouldn't challenge such extreme sports, Lucrecia said casually, and then waved to the young apprentice, I'll go check on him - by the way, what's your name? The apprentice quickly straightened his body: Joshua Dino.
OK, I will tell your teacher and deduct three points from your academic performance assessment. Joshua was stunned: Why
Lucrecia's figure had suddenly turned into flying colored pieces of paper, and flew out of the window. Only one sentence remained, which vaguely reached the ears of the young apprentice: No running is allowed in the research building.