A rotating flaming door suddenly expanded on the deck, and then the master of the Lost Homeland Fleet stepped out of the door.
Tall, majestic, surrounded by spiritual fire, with eyes as sharp as torches, its existence itself is like the embodiment of fear on the vast ocean, and wherever its gaze goes, it seems to ignite all the flames in the world.
Behind the tall figure, an elegant woman in a dark purple dress, with long silver hair down to her waist, beautiful face but slightly pale skin came out. She followed closely behind Captain Duncan, with a mysterious and elegant temperament like an attendant.
Lawrence felt his heart pounding and his nerves were stretched to the limit. He saw Duncan approaching him, and with every step he took, the inextinguishable spiritual flames in his body grew stronger. It was not until the other party stopped on the deck that he lowered his head belatedly: "Shipwretch."
"Your ship is nice." Duncan said casually, and then looked up and looked around at the exploration ship that he had met once before and had been entangled with since then. At the same time, a sense of novelty arose in his heart.
Because strictly speaking, this was the first time that his real body left the Lost Homeland and came to another ship.
But now it seems that at least when the Lost Home Fleet is operating inside, the Lost Home Fleet will not have any problems due to his departure... Lawrence felt a little strange in his heart. He couldn't judge whether Captain Duncan's words just now were a compliment or not. He could only continue to lower his head awkwardly: "Well, I'm glad you like it."
"Don't be so nervous, this isn't the first time we've met."
Duncan nodded slightly and said, "Many years ago, I was also an explorer, but unfortunately my badge was lost in the subspace.
Lawrence was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly raised his head. His tense nerves relaxed a little, and his sluggish thinking began to work again. He suddenly realized that what the terrible "warp shadow" said was true. A hundred years ago... Duncan Abnomer was indeed a member of the Explorers' Association, and even one of the most prestigious explorers of that era.
And strictly speaking, the Explorers' Association has not even "delisted" this ghost ship owner yet - because no one has ever thought of the need to deregister a warp shadow... .
Duncan didn't care about Lawrence's reaction or the confusion in his expression. After making sure that the other party was a little relaxed, he chatted with him in a casual tone: "Did everything go smoothly when you came here?"
"It went smoothly," Lawrence answered honestly, trying to make his reaction seem normal. "We set out from Frost East Port and passed through the blockade set up by the Sea Fog Fleet in the open sea. They showed us the way..."
"Well, I told Tirian that the Sea Mist Fleet will not cause you any trouble." Duncan nodded, then raised his head and glanced at the flagpole next to him, "Is that Anomaly 077 hanging on it?"
"Yes."
"What did he do wrong? Why is he hanging from the flagpole?"
Lawrence: "..." After a few seconds of hesitation, he curled his lips and said, "He took the initiative to hang there - he wanted to use this method to return himself to the sealed state, but it seems to be unsuccessful."
Why are all the humanoid "anomalies" I've seen so strange? Duncan muttered, turning his head to look at Alice, who seemed elegant and dignified but was actually daydreaming, and then pointed at the mummy hanging in the air, "Come down."
As soon as he finished speaking, the mummy who was still pretending to be dead a second ago shook his body and fell to the deck with a "bang". Then he rolled and crawled to Duncan, shivering like Frankenstein who had just been electrified for the first time: "Captain... Captain, the sailor reports to you!"
Duncan frowned: "Are you stuttering?"
"I..I'm a sailor..."
Duncan was actually amused by the other party's reaction. He didn't expect that a top 100 anomaly with intelligence would be afraid of him, Captain Duncan. Then, he turned his head suspiciously and looked at Alice who was following him. They were all top 100 anomalies, and they all had the same thinking ability as humans...
How could this person not know fear? She was nervous for a moment when she first boarded the Lost Homeland, but then she quickly adapted to the environment. Now she could even fight with knives, pots, bowls, and utensils on the ship.
Alice noticed Funa's gaze and immediately responded with a silly smile that was so bright that it was almost genuine.
Duncan: “… ..”
He suddenly felt that Alice might not be adapting quickly, but simply reacting slowly. She probably forgot about being afraid after being scared for a while... .
At the same time, Alice also noticed the shivering mummy standing opposite her. She thought hard for a moment, as if she had remembered what the captain had told her before departure. So she smiled and took the initiative to greet the other party: "Hello, my name is Alice. I heard that you are also abnormal?" The mummy was slightly startled, and looked up and down with some doubt at the "elegant woman" in front of her who looked no different from an ordinary human being, but there seemed to be a sense of disobedience in her gestures.
"The same to you?"
"Yes," Alice said happily, "My number is 099."
The sailor scratched his head awkwardly. It was probably the first time he had to deal with another out-of-control anomaly in this way. "Um... I'm Heart 077."
Alice thought about it and said proudly: "Then my number is higher than yours!"
Duncan couldn't help but say, "The abnormal numbers are from the front to the back, 077 is in front of you."
Alice reacted for a moment, and miraculously came to her senses: "Ah. Does that mean he's better than me?"
"That's not necessarily the case. The anomalies within the top 100 are all extremely bizarre. Generally, their strength cannot be judged by a simple number. Instead, they tend to present different dangers under different conditions."
Duncan patiently explained, "If he were on the sea, he would be better than you. If he were on land, you would be better than him." Alice didn't know how much he understood. She just looked at the "sailor" in front of her curiously, and then suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed something in the air. The mummy instantly stopped in place, as if even the soul (if he had one)
All his words were frozen in an instant, and then all his joints and skin began to quickly transform into a puppet.
Alice suddenly let go of her hand.
The sailor staggered back a few steps, looking at the puppet in front of him in horror: "What the hell?"
"Not Powerful"
Alice shook her head. "You don't even know how to protect your own line."
"You are not allowed to grab other people's wires casually. Have you forgotten?" Duncan immediately reminded him sternly upon seeing this, and then frowned and said, "Wait, you mean, Anomaly 077 also has a wire?"
"Yes, there are several of them floating on his body," Alice nodded as a matter of course, "but his threads are a bit strange - ordinary people's threads float up to high places in the sky and then gradually disappear, but his threads float out and then return to his body, as if forming a loop... .
Duncan frowned and looked up and down at the "sailor" who was still in shock. Then, Alice beside him had a faint flash of green light in her eyes.
The next second, Duncan also saw the "line" of Anomaly 077 - a nearly transparent white line extending from the joints of the mummy's head and torso, swaying in the surrounding nothingness and then returning to his body.
There really is a wire. Do all humanoid anomalies with thoughts have this kind of "wire"? Or is this unique to Anomaly 077? What is this wire that is different from ordinary humans and circulates within itself? Many questions suddenly emerged in Duncan's mind, but he quickly put these doubts aside and apologized to the "Sailor" very seriously: "I'm sorry, Alice is not very sensible. She has no ill intentions, she just wants to say hello to you."
"No, no, no, don't apologize!"
The mummy almost jumped up on the spot, and quickly waved his hands while backing away, "I'm fine, I just got scared just now, Alice, right? I get it, I'll stay away from her next time..." As he spoke, he muttered softly.
Come on, what is "worthy of working on the flagship"
"People who are hot-tempered are more powerful," and even Lawrence could hear the muttering.
Lawrence blinked and watched from the side. He didn't understand what just happened. He just felt that the two anomalies in front of him seemed to be "communicating" and the sailor seemed to be frightened again. Then, he thought of something and looked at the beautiful lady with elegant appearance with strange eyes: "Wait, anomaly 099... .. ship, so this is..."
"It's the coffin that was escorted on your ship," Duncan laughed and raised his hand to introduce.
"But now the coffin has been assimilated by the Lost Hometown, and the puppet as the 'content' is in a state of long-term out-of-control, just like the situation of the sailor next to you."
When Alice heard this, she immediately went up to Duncan and said, "Shipwretch, Shipwretch, I'm not out of control. I'm usually very obedient..."
"Yes, yes, I didn't lose control," the mummy beside him said quickly. "I usually obey orders. Captain Lawrence asked me to go ashore and fight the cultists, and I didn't hesitate..."
Lawrence listened in a daze, looked up at the "sailor" who was trying hard to show himself, and then looked at the beautiful and elegant "Miss Coffin Stuffing" opposite, who seemed to be mentally unstable now.
His gaze finally fell on Captain Duncan. Suddenly, the pressure and tension that had been lingering for a long time dissipated. Lawrence felt that the relationship between himself and the "ghost captain" in front of him had become much closer, and even... a feeling of sympathy arose spontaneously.
It's a kind of sympathy that both of us are sailors on the vast ocean, but we have to take care of the suffering brought about by an out-of-control anomaly with a good brain hole... ... .