The snow-white pigeon stood blankly on the table, with the brass compass that Duncan had been looking for for a long time hanging around its neck, and the familiar obsidian knife placed at its feet.
Duncan looked at the pigeon in a daze, and the pigeon also looked at him in a daze.
It is not easy to read the expression on a bird's face, but for some reason, Duncan felt that he could understand the expression of this pigeon. Not only could he understand the expression, he could even see a kind of "wisdom" in the pigeon's slightly reddish eyes - the bird's two green eyes were looking straight ahead, and when Duncan looked over, one of its eyes obviously turned its attention, but its other eye seemed to still be looking at the ceiling of the captain's bedroom, its gaze wandering around.
"A... pigeon?"
After several seconds of reaction, Duncan finally twitched his lips and muttered subconsciously.
Why is it a pigeon? Why did a pigeon suddenly appear? Why is my brass compass still hanging on this pigeon? How did the knife get here
Or to sum up all these words into one sentence: Can anything normal happen on this abnormal ship? !
While Duncan was full of questions and muttering to himself, the pigeon that had been awake for a long time seemed to finally "wake up". It nodded its head and took two steps on the table, then came in front of Duncan, stretched its neck hard, and made a loud "cooing" sound.
"..." Duncan looked at the bird in silence. For some reason, many classic images of pirate captains suddenly emerged in his mind. He then looked down at his captain's uniform. "It seems that it is indeed standard for a captain to have a bird with him, but normally it should be a parrot... What's the matter with the pigeon?"
When the pigeon heard what Duncan said, it immediately nodded seriously and said in a strange and dull female voice: "Transmission completed!"
All the mutterings in Duncan's heart were cut off at once. He almost choked on his saliva and stared at the white dove in front of him with a look of surprise.
He recalled how he felt when he first stepped onto the ship and saw a talking goat head in the captain's room.
But after all, this was not his first day on the Lost Homeland, and he was no longer surprised by the anomalies of this world. So the pigeon's words only surprised him for a moment. The next second, his expression became serious, and a green spiritual fire was faintly emitted from one of his hands. He looked at the pigeon in front of him with caution: "Where are you from?"
The pigeon tilted its head, one eye staring straight at Duncan, the other eye looking at the ceiling: "The address is wrong, please check the address again or contact the system administrator."
Duncan: “… ?”
Compared to the momentary dullness in his expression, there was a bigger wave in his heart at this moment!
What the pigeon said... didn't seem like the "style" of this world, nor were they words that could come out of Goat Head, Alice, or any of those black-robed cultists. Instead, they were terms that he, as an earthling "Zhou Ming", was more familiar with!
However, the pigeon seemed to be completely unaware of the changes in Duncan's eyes and expression. It just lowered its head and pecked at its wings, shook the brass compass hanging on its chest, and then began to stroll leisurely on the table.
After pacing for a few steps, it ran to the obsidian knife again, and used its claws to push it towards Duncan a few times, and uttered the same strange female voice as before: "Take this solar battle axe and embrace the glory of battle!"
Duncan suddenly stood up from his desk, his chair making a harsh noise as it bumped against the floor. He stared at the pigeon in front of him, which still had an innocent and indifferent look on its face, while an extremely bizarre yet funny emotion filled his mind.
There is no way this pigeon could have been originally on the Lost Homeland, and it is almost impossible that it could have originally existed in this world!
Only "Zhou Ming" understood the meaning of the words it said!
Perhaps because the noise of the tables and chairs colliding was so loud that even the chart room could hear the noise, Duncan suddenly heard the voice of the goat head in his mind: "Captain? Are you okay?"
Duncan was still staring at the pigeon on the table. He knew that Goathead didn't dare to peek into the captain's bedroom, so he replied in a low voice with his usual calmness: "I'm fine."
"Miss Alice is here to see you, would you like to..."
"You receive first."
"Yes, Captain."
Duncan exhaled and looked back at the door leading to the chart room.
The goat head continued to bombard Alice with noises. The doll lady had tried to get up and leave several times but was stopped again. Duncan felt that he should go out and rescue the unlucky doll, but now... he had something more important to confirm.
Please work harder, Alice.
Duncan sat back at his desk, ready to try to communicate with the pigeon in front of him. At this moment, he suddenly saw something he had not noticed before -
A "fire line" extended faintly from the cluster of spiritual fire that was jumping between the fingers of his right hand. The flame was as thin as a hair, and its end dissipated in the air after floating out for more than ten centimeters.
And on the body of that strange pigeon, there was also a wisp of faint green flame. The flame was hidden in the gap between the feathers under its wings. The other end also extended into the air and disappeared in mid-air.
Duncan frowned, raised his right hand, and with a thought, the flame jumped and the pigeon on the table disappeared instantly.
The next second, the pigeon appeared on his shoulder. It lowered its head and pecked Duncan's hair, making a loud sound: "Coo!"
Duncan snapped his fingers again, and the dove on his shoulder reappeared on the desk.
A brass compass hung on the dove's chest, its shiny shell reflecting the green light of the flame.
Duncan frowned. "…Is it related to this brass compass?"
He has been able to determine that there is a certain connection between this pigeon and himself, a connection that is even closer than the connection between him and the Lost Homeland. This may also explain why the pigeon "knows" some "knowledge" from Earth that only he knows. He just can't be sure why this pigeon appeared.
After much thought, he could only focus his suspicion on the strange brass compass.
From the time I tested the spirit fire until now, all the abnormalities started from this brass compass, whether it was the previous experience of soul traveling, or the experience of the spirit being projected onto a corpse, to the time when the compass disappeared and reappeared hanging on the pigeon's chest... The source of everything seems to be this thing.
Duncan stared at the pigeon for a moment, then reached for the compass.
He wanted to take it down and study it carefully.
The pigeon did not dodge or block, but Duncan's fingers failed to touch the surface of the brass compass - his fingers went straight through and touched the soft fluff on the pigeon's chest.
It's like passing through an illusion.
The pigeon jumped twice on the spot, as if it was tickled by Duncan. It opened its mouth and yelled, "Today is KFC Crazy Thursday, V me 50..."
Duncan's eyes twitched twice, and he tested it twice more in disbelief, finally confirming that it was impossible for him to remove the brass compass from the pigeon - this thing had obviously undergone some kind of alienation and turned into an illusion bound to the pigeon, which could not be removed or touched.
Or... the pigeon is the real body of the brass compass
Duncan suddenly had many guesses in his mind, and he didn't even know whether he should believe them or not. The only thing he could be sure of was that the appearance of this pigeon was closely related to his experience of "soul travel" using the brass compass, and this experience might also have changed the shape of the brass compass.
This might be the nature of the brass compass itself, its inherent attribute as some kind of "abnormal object", or the "cost of use". As for why the pigeon was so abnormal... it was not because of the compass, but because of the earthling "Zhou Ming".
All of this cannot be confirmed or refuted now unless Duncan can find the instructions for the various anomalies on the Lost Homeland.
As for now, he had to figure out what to do with this... unusual pigeon.
After a brief thought, he decided to give the pigeon a name first.
"I have to give you a name," he tapped the table with his fingers and said seriously to the pigeon in front of him, "I think you should be able to understand what I'm saying, right?"
The pigeon tilted its head, and its two green bean-sized eyes looked at Duncan vaguely: "Ai Yi?"
(Oh my god!)