Soon Jenkins got out an iron bucket, which was still tied to the fishing line. After throwing it this time, the metal tentacle didn't pierce it, and the bucket entered the water smoothly.
Bring up a bucket and pour water on the figurehead, just like this. Although the figurehead is fixed, the dusty surface becomes much cleaner no matter whether it has been washed by water or not. Originally, it looked like a gray stone material, but when Jenkins poured enough water, the material was more like pure white marble.
White light radiated to the surroundings, the thick fog receded to a further position, and Jenkins observed more of the appearance of the cities on both sides of the river. Judging from the scenery, this is not Nolan. It seems that the world of the background of the strange world is not based on the material world.
The architectural style is very close to the current era. Although the general appearance is still unclear, the degree of development of civilization is probably about the same.
Just when Jenkins stood on the railing of the bow, bathed in the dim light of the figurehead and looked into the distance, there was a plop, and Jenkins was taken aback:
"The chocolate fell into the river!"
"Meow!"
The cat on the shoulder meowed to announce that it was still there.
What fell was the fragment of the figurehead, and as the twilight became brighter, pieces of pottery wreckage peeled off from the figurehead. What remained in the end was a jade statue, still emitting a soft white light.
"But why is it a jade statue?"
People in this world don't have the custom of adoring jade, that is the habit of the oriental people in Jenkin's world.
"Because any metal statue has a probability of being manipulated by that indescribable thing. This material is used after considering factors such as cost performance, color, and affinity for spirits."
Said the head of the ship like it was still motionless, the voice came from inside the body.
"You can talk? Oh, that's a silly question, no need to answer. How long can you maintain this brilliance?"
"About 48 hours."
Hearing this answer, Jenkins finally breathed a sigh of relief. Not to mention 48 hours, he may leave here in less than 2 hours, which means that during his stay here, he no longer has to worry about the fog around the ship.
But time can't be wasted easily. Jenkins turned around and continued to search for those who were transformed. The female sailor asked to find three. But the figurehead spoke again, saving Jenkins from such haste:
"Thank you for waking me up. In return, I can tell you some news."
"No need!"
Jenkins hurriedly stopped, he can only listen to one more person now, and he can't waste the opportunity here on the figurehead. Of course, after helping the female boatswain for a while and gaining additional authority, he didn't mind talking to the figurehead.
"You don't have to worry, the information provided by me is not considered within the limit."
Still uneasy, Jenkins turned his head to look at the metal head on the chair. After the other party was "rebuked" by Jenkins, he never spoke again. At this time, he felt that Jenkins was looking at it and opened his eyes again.
"If I get information from the figurehead, is it within the limit of asking three people?"
I thought that the metal head would not answer, or put forward conditions to make things difficult, but he gave the answer directly:
"Not counting."
Jenkins looked at it suspiciously, and the human head closed its eyes again. Seeing it like this, Jenkins didn't say much, turned around and asked the figurehead:
"Okay, so what information can you provide?"
"From me you can learn the purpose of this ship; from me you can know the destination this ship is going to; from me you can know the technology of making me; from me you can know the metal The origin of the head."
"How many of these four can I choose?"
"one."
"The origin of the metal head."
It's almost a no-brainer to make a decision.
"It was originally the captain of this ship, but at some point it took refuge in that indescribable monster, or it may have accidentally stretched its hand out of the ship and was forcibly transformed. It is very strong, but it cannot fully control this ship now .The monster let it wait for a person here, and play the game with it according to the rules. Within the game rule system, lure the people who appear on the ship, and discover the truth of the world before the ship reaches its destination."
"You said, that thing wants me to discover the truth of the world?"
Jenkins confirmed.
"Yes."
But this means that the Difference Engine makes the metal head do things that help Jenkins get out of the tricky situation, which seems to be somewhat inconsistent with their interests.
"How long does it take for the ship to reach its destination?"
Jenkins asked again.
"24 hours."
Hearing this answer, Jenkins looked up suddenly, this sentence is a lie.
"No, this is already the second question, why did it answer me?"
You can't tell the statue's mood from the expression of a statue, but Jenkins knows that the other person is definitely not a pure and good person.
Regarding the arrival time question he asked, although the range of answers can be very broad, there are actually only two options: very close to the current time point and very far away from the current time point.
If the point in time to reach the end point is actually far away, there's no need for the statue to lie about the time, because Jenkins wasn't here anyway. But since the answer of "the time is very far away" is a lie, it means that maybe the ship will arrive at the destination soon. (Note)
"Damn, I have to get out of here quickly, there is no time to delay!"
Thinking in his heart, he immediately patted the cat on the shoulder, and the chocolate, which had already sniffed out the answer, immediately pointed to the next enemy.
As Jenkins analyzed, when he wasn't talking to the refugees on deck, no one could move much or speak. So even though Chocolate had pointed out that there was something wrong with the scrawny boy who didn't seem to be an adult, the boy remained hidden under the rags until Jenkins approached.
But when Jenkins finally moved that critical distance, the boy leapt to his feet.
He didn't wear any clothes on his upper body, so his whole body looked like his ribs were covered with brown human skin. His lower body was wearing a pair of black trousers whose trouser legs reached his knees, and his feet were hand-woven straw sandals.
Instead of trying to jump out of the boat like the man just now, he jumped towards Jenkins with a glance like stepping on a spring.
Seeing him rushing so fast, Jenkins handed out a sword and strung him on the sword. Of course, the boy would not die so easily. He flapped his feet in the air, stretched out his hands and tightly held Jenkins' right hand holding the sword:
"For great wisdom!"
The boy roared loudly, with a hideous expression on his face. His right arm quickly became red and hot, and at the same time, the sound of beeps came from the palm of his right hand.