Deep Sea Embers

A revolving flame door suddenly expanded on the deck, and then, the owner of the lost fleet stepped out of the door.

Tall, majestic, entwined with spiritual fire, and his eyes are like torches, its existence itself is like the fear of the boundless sea, and its eyes seem to arouse all the flames in the world.

And behind that tall figure, came out an elegant woman wearing a deep purple dress, with long silver hair reaching her waist, beautiful appearance but slightly pale complexion. She followed closely behind Captain Duncan, with a mysterious and elegant demeanor. Elegant, like a squire.

Lawrence felt his heart pounding, and his nerves were tense to the extreme. He saw Duncan walking towards him, and with every step he took, the inextinguishable spiritual flame on his body would grow stronger—— ——It wasn't until the other party stopped on the deck that he lowered his head belatedly: "Captain."

"Your ship is not bad." Duncan said casually, and looked up at the expedition ship that once had a relationship, and then this fate has been entangled to this day. At the same time, a strange feeling rose in his heart. Feeling——because strictly speaking, this was the first time his body had left the Lost Home and came to another ship.

Before he set foot on the White Oak, he was worried about whether there would be any unforeseen changes after he left the Lost Country. After all, using the "Avatar" to walk in the city-state and leaving the ship were two completely different concepts, but now It seems... At least when the "Lost Home Fleet" was operating inside, the Lost Home would not have any problems because of his departure.

There was a strange feeling in Lawrence's heart. He couldn't judge whether Captain Duncan's words just now were a compliment, so he could only continue to bow his head in embarrassment: "Um, it's good if you like it..."

"Don't be so nervous, it's not the first time we've met," Duncan laughed, and Lawrence's reaction was within his expectations, and he had seen this kind of reaction a lot, "Relax, it's like seeing an explorer on weekdays Ordinary seniors of the association."

As he spoke, his gaze swept across the uniform on Lawrence's body, and he saw the emblem of the Explorers' Association on the neckline of the other party.

Duncan nodded slightly, and said again: "Many years ago, I was also an explorer—unfortunately, the badge back then has been lost in the subspace."

Lawrence was stunned for a moment, then raised his head hesitantly, his tense nerves relaxed a little, and his sluggish thinking began to function again—he suddenly realized that this terrible "shadow of the subspace" was really telling the truth. Ex... Duncan Abu Normar was indeed a member of the Society of Explorers, even one of the most prestigious explorers of his day.

And strictly speaking, the Explorers' Association hasn't even "dismissed" this ghost captain-because no one thought of canceling a subspace shadow at all...

Duncan didn't care about Lawrence's reaction and the entanglement in his expression. After confirming that the other party relaxed a little, he casually chatted with the other party in a gossip-like tone: "Did it go well when you came here?"

"Um... well," Lawrence replied honestly, trying to make his reaction look normal, "We set off from Frost East Port and passed through the blockade set up by the Sea Fog Fleet in the open sea. road……"

"Well, I told Tyrian that the Sea Mist Fleet will not trouble you," Duncan nodded, and then he raised his head and glanced at the flagpole next to him, "Is that anomaly 077 hanging on it?"

"Yes, it is."

"What's wrong with him? Why is he hanging on the flagpole?"

Lawrence: "..."

After hesitating for a few seconds, he twitched the corners of his mouth: "He took the initiative to hang there - he wanted to use this method to return himself to the sealed state, but it seemed very unsuccessful."

"...Why are the 'abnormal' figures I see so weird?" Duncan muttered, turned his head and glanced at Alice who was following behind him, who looked elegant and dignified, but was actually wandering away, and then pointed The mummy hanging in the air, "Come down."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mummy who was pretending to be dead just a second ago immediately shook his body, fell on the deck with a "bang", and then ran to Duncan in front of him, trembling and talking to the first time. Like Frankenstein: "Boat...captain, sailors report to...you!"

Duncan frowned: "Are you stuttering?"

"I... I'm a sailor..."

Duncan was delighted when he saw the other party's reaction. He didn't expect that one of the top 100 intelligent anomalies would know to be afraid of him, Captain Duncan. Then, he turned his head suspiciously and looked at the man who was following him. Alice glanced behind her.

They are all top 100 anomalies, and they all have the same thinking ability as humans... How can this puppet not know how to be afraid? She was nervous for a while on the Lost Home, and then quickly adapted to the environment, and now she can even fight back and forth with the pots and pans on the ship.

Alice noticed the captain's gaze, and immediately responded with a smirk so bright that it was almost solid.

Duncan: "..."

He suddenly felt that Alice might not be quick to adapt, but simply slow to react. He guessed that after being afraid for a while at the beginning, she forgot about being afraid...

At the same time, Alice also noticed the shivering mummy standing opposite. She tried her best to think about it, and seemed to finally recall what the captain told her before departure, so she smiled and took the initiative to fight with the other party. Greeting: "Hello, my name is Alice. It is said that you are also abnormal?"

The mummy was slightly stunned, and looked up and down suspiciously at the "elegant lady" who was no different from ordinary humans, but seemed to have a sense of disobedience in her gestures and gestures: "You too?"

"That's right!" Alice said happily, "My number is 099."

The sailor scratched his head in embarrassment, and it was probably the first time he had dealt with another out-of-control anomaly in this way: "Um... I'm 077."

Alice thought for a while, then showed a proud look: "Then I have a bigger number than you!"

Duncan finally couldn't bear it when he heard this: "The abnormal number is from front to back——077 is in front of you."

Alice reacted for a moment, and then miraculously came to her senses: "Ah... In other words, he is better than me?"

"This is not necessarily the case. The anomalies within the top 100 are all extremely weird. Generally, they cannot be judged by their numbers, but tend to present different dangers under different conditions," Duncan patiently explained, " On the sea, he should be stronger than you, on land, you are stronger than him..."

Alice didn't know how much she understood, she just looked at the "sailor" in front of her curiously, and then suddenly reached out and grabbed the air.

The mummy instantly stopped in place, as if even his soul (if he had one) was frozen for an instant, and then all his joints and skin began to rapidly transform into a puppet state.

Alice let go of her hand suddenly.

The sailor staggered back a few steps, looking at the puppet in front of him in horror: "Fuck...fuck?"

"Not very good," Alice shook her head, "I don't even know how to protect myself."

"You are not allowed to grab other people's 'threads' casually, have you forgotten?" Duncan immediately reminded sternly when he saw this, and then frowned, "Wait, you mean, Anomaly 077 also has 'threads'?"

"Yes, there are quite a few floating around." Alice nodded her head naturally, "but his thread is a bit strange—the thread of ordinary people floats to high places in the sky and then gradually disappears, but his thread is It floated out and then turned back into the body, as if forming a ring..."

Duncan immediately frowned and looked up and down at the "sailor" who was still in shock. Then, Alice beside him had a slight green fire in his eyes.

In the next second, Duncan also saw the abnormal 077's "thread"—a thin, almost transparent white thread extending from the joints of the mummy's head and torso, swinging in the surrounding nothingness, and returning to his body.

Really wired.

Do humanoid anomalies with thinking have this kind of "line"? Or...is this unique to Anomaly 077? What's the matter with this kind of thread that is different from ordinary human beings and produces loops in itself?

Many doubts appeared in Duncan's mind in an instant, but soon he put them aside temporarily, and apologized to the "sailor" very seriously: "I'm sorry, Alice is not very sensible, she didn't mean anything, she just wanted to fight with you Hello."

"Don't, don't, don't apologize!" The mummy almost jumped up on the spot, and quickly stepped back while waving his hands, "I'm fine, I was just shocked...Alice, right? I know, I will stay away from her in the future ..."

While talking, he muttered in a low voice, "It's worthy of working on the flagship", "The people around the boss are more powerful", etc., even Lawrence could hear the mumbling voice.

Lawrence blinked and looked at the side. He didn't understand what happened just now, but felt that the two anomalies in front of him seemed to be "communicating" for a while, and the sailor seemed to be frightened again. Immediately afterwards, he Thinking of something, strange eyes fell on the beautiful lady with an elegant appearance: "Wait, anomaly 099...Captain, so this is..."

"It's the 'coffin' that you escorted on the ship back then," Duncan laughed and raised his hand to introduce, "but now the coffin has been assimilated by the Lost Home, and the puppet as the 'content' has been out of control for a long time. Same with the sailor next to you."

When Alice heard this, she immediately stepped forward and said to Duncan: "Captain, Captain, I am not out of control, I am usually very obedient..."

"Yes, yes, I am not out of control." The mummy on the side also said quickly, "I usually obey the arrangements. Captain Lawrence asked me to go ashore and fight the cultists without hesitation..."

Lawrence listened in a daze, looked up at the "sailor" who was trying to express himself, and then at the beautiful and elegant "Miss Coffin Stuffing", who seemed to be out of his mind now, his gaze It finally fell on Captain Duncan.

Suddenly, the pressure and tension that had been lingering for a long time dissipated, and Lawrence inexplicably felt that the relationship between himself and the "ghost captain" in front of him was much closer, and even... a feeling of sympathy emerged spontaneously.

It's a kind of sympathy brought about by an out-of-control anomaly that is the same as the captain of the boundless sea...