Deep Sea Embers

Facts have proved that what a truly senior scholar thinks about when thinking about problems is indeed different from ordinary people.

The question Morris raised in his thinking almost instantly lit up the minds of many people.

"A major premise is that the 'desert' that Vanna saw and the 'forest' that others saw are both part of the unknown person's dream. So under this major premise, these two 'places' are There are two possibilities," Morris sat on the sofa and spoke slowly about his considerations. "Either, 'desert' and 'forest' are different places at the same time, or they are the same place at different times - —In any case, they should not be two completely independent systems, time and space, at least one should be connected."

Nina tried her best to follow the old man's train of thought, and suddenly asked out of curiosity: "Why can't it be at different places and at different times?"

"Just because they are in the same 'dream'," Morris explained, "two or more completely independent time and space systems cannot appear in a dream, otherwise they would be two unrelated dreams - at least, The current body of knowledge I have does not support this assumption."

"Oh..." Nina said a long "oh" and nodded in understanding.

Duncan was still thinking about the two situations that Morris had just raised, and he was constantly deducing in his mind which known clues corresponded to the two models of "different times at the same place" and "different places at the same time". After a while, he put this complicated issue aside and said, "I would like to remind you that in addition to 'desert' and 'forest', there is actually a 'place' that is free from the boundaries of reality. It is not in dreams. But it’s also obviously part of the dream of the unknown.”

"...that dark space filled with mist, where the reflection of the Lost Home is sailing," Morris said seriously immediately, "I have been thinking about this question, does the dark mist you see correspond to the Nameless One? What part of the dream?

"The most likely guess at the moment is that it is located at the border of the 'wake-up'. You can touch the echoes of Silantis on the Lost Home, but you cannot directly see the situation in the dream. This is very strange. It conforms to the characteristics of the dream border, but it is obvious that the 'border' of the Nameless One's Dream is so large that it even allows a ship to drift aimlessly in it..."

Duncan recalled the "streaming light" he saw on the Reflection Lost Home, and the voice from Silantis he heard in the flowing light, and gradually showed a thoughtful expression.

The Lost Home is the dream of the Goat Head. It sails to the dream border of Silantis. Silantis seems to have been waiting there for Sasloka. However, the Goat Head in the dream told Duncan that Sasloka Ka is dead, died a long, long time ago...

After pondering for a moment, Duncan shook his head. Then, he discovered a small inconsistency in the scene, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Lucretia: "Where is the rabbi?"

"You finally noticed," Lucretia said with a smile on her face, "Rabbi has not come back. He has jumped into other dreams and should still be chasing those prey at this moment."

Duncan was stunned for a moment before he realized what Lucretia meant.

That weird rabbit doll actually tracked those cultists?

"It will emerge from the nightmares of those cultists, and then leave coordinates in the real world that are enough to summon you. I have told the rabbi to stay alive," Lucretia continued, "Don't worry, here It’s still reliable in this regard.”

Duncan nodded slowly.

And at this moment, he seemed to suddenly hear something, frowned slightly, and looked at the coffee table aside.

He stretched out his hand and gently brushed it on the coffee table. The green flame spread on the table like a phantom, and the outline outlined by the flame suddenly showed a mirror-like texture - Agatha's figure gradually emerged from the mirror. emerge.

"Agatha," Duncan looked at the lady who appeared in the mirror, "is there anything going on on the ship?"

"I may have found the reason for the 'awakening' of the Nameless One's dream this time, in the first mate," Agatha nodded and said quickly, "If possible, I hope you can come back."

…

In the waters around Qingfeng Port, a flame door suddenly opened on the deck of the Lost Home, which was sailing in the fog, and then the figures of Duncan and Alice stepped out of the door.

Duncan turned back and glanced at Alice, who had followed him back.

The doll followed it very naturally. When she saw Duncan looking at her, she just smiled happily and showed her signature smile: "Hehe - I'm following you again!"

Duncan sighed helplessly and waved his hand to the puppet: "Okay, I'll go to the captain's cabin to check the situation. You can go to the cabin where the food is stored and check the barrels that had problems before."

"Hey! Good captain!"

Alice left happily, as if with a great sense of mission, while Duncan watched the doll leave. Then he twitched the corner of his mouth and walked towards the captain's cabin.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the goat head on the edge of the navigation table turning his head quickly, and the pair of dark obsidian eyes staring straight at him, and on the wall not far away, in the simple oval mirror It was Agatha - for some reason, this always calm and reliable "gatekeeper" lady had a tired or even hopeless expression at this time.

Duncan was stunned when he saw Agatha's tired and dying look, but before he could ask about the situation, he heard the goat-headed voice suddenly ringing out:

"Captain, you are here! Your loyal omission has been waiting for a long time! Is what Agatha said true? The dream of the unknown person appeared again last night? And you saw the goat exactly like me again. Head? She also said that the Homeless Ship with a strange atmosphere came out of my dream, but I didn’t know that I could dream at all. She also said that it was because of my ‘spirit of excitement’ that I woke up from the dream of the Nameless Man. This also interrupted your actions, but I have no idea what happened. You have to believe me. I really didn’t want to hide it from anyone who knew last night..."

At this moment, Duncan almost felt that the humming and rumbling noise had condensed into a solid wall, and it hit him all over the head. The chattering noise was like drilling in the ears and eyes, and his brain suddenly started to Buzzing, it wasn't until a few minutes later that he suddenly woke up and quickly waved his hand: "Stop! Shut up!"

The goat's head stopped instantly, and a strange "crack" sound came from the place where the neck was connected to the base - it was as if the previous series of noises were so powerful that it could be heard even if the topic was stopped. The level of sound.

Then Duncan heard Agatha sigh from the mirror next to her, as if she had been granted amnesty: "It's finally over..."

Duncan glanced at the lady in the mirror with a strange expression.

"As you ordered, I did not hide what happened last night from the first mate," Agatha reported to the captain with a tired look on her face. "And then it was like this - it kept following me before you came. Talking, wherever I hide, I can hear its talking, talking, talking... In the Frost Cemetery, I met an undead man who was framed and his family was ruined. He died in vain for three days and then lied to death out of resentment. He couldn't even talk about it. ! It makes more noise per minute than twenty old women complaining about the increase in bread prices at the Civic Center!"

When Agatha said this, she added with great grief and anger: "And it's no use telling me to shut up! It only listens to you!"

Duncan finally understood what was going on with Agatha's "I might as well have died in a big hollow underground in the frost" look on her face when she walked in.

It took him a lot of effort to control his expression, and tried to comfort the other person with a straight face: "...you have worked hard."

Agatha sighed, and her figure in the mirror split into several pieces, indicating that she was broken and didn't want to think or respond anymore.

Duncan: "..."

He felt that he probably shouldn't instill too many strange concepts into his crew. When they implemented some abstract words, they were simply more abstract than abstract words.

Ignoring Agatha who was in a split state, Duncan set his sights on the goat head again.

This dark wooden sculpture looked straight at him. Perhaps because it had held back too many words, its hard wooden face looked a little distorted.

"Don't talk too much nonsense," Duncan emphasized first, and then spoke seriously, "Secondly, everything Agatha said is true."

The goat-headed head moved and opened his mouth several times before finally holding back his words: "I...I really turned the reflection of the Lost Home into what you saw in that dark space in my sleep. That ship?"

"Or to put it another way," Duncan looked calmly into the eyes of the goat head, "when night falls in Breeze Harbor, your dream will sail on the border of the dream of the unknown."

The goat-headed head shook creakingly, and it looked extremely troubled: "But I really don't know... I was steering the helm soberly, and the chart also recorded the path of the Lost Home, which has nothing to do with my memory. No bias…”

Agatha's voice suddenly came from the side: "Then how can you explain your 'exciting spirit' when morning comes?"

The goat head stopped talking.

Duncan raised his head and looked at the oval mirror on the wall.

Agatha, who was still cracking just now, has recovered now and is looking here seriously.

"I came back here immediately after escaping from the dream of the Nameless One," Agatha said. "I saw the first mate waking up from some kind of... trance. He said he was distracted, but I can It is certain that the reflection of the Lost Home was restored at the moment it 'waked up' - if I guessed correctly, this should also be the reason why the Nameless Man's dream was 'awakened' this time.

"So I guess, whether it's Silantis or the 'First Mate', as long as one of them wakes up, the dream of the Nameless One will end."