Deep Sea Embers
Chapter 750 Walking with Backlight
The captain has arrived.
Almost as soon as the uninvited guest in a white robe finished speaking, a swirling green flame rose up in the room, and a figure stepped out of the flames.
Shirley jumped up as soon as she saw Duncan: "Captain, Captain! A preacher of the end suddenly came over here just now! This one seems to be not crazy. He said he wanted to talk to you..."
"I know," Duncan raised his hand to interrupt Shirley's blathering, and at the same time his eyes were fixed on the uninvited guest, "I'm still wondering how long it will take for you to show up in front of me - no That’s what came to mind.”
"Did you know I was coming?" the old man in white robe asked casually. Although he used questions and unexpected words, his expression remained very calm.
"You will come sooner or later, because 'dusk' has already begun. The members of the Endgame survey team who are still sane at this moment should be happy to meet me, and it just so happens that I also want to talk to you," Duncan said , while looking around, "...This is not a good place to talk. We can talk somewhere else."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shirley, Agou, and Morris, who was giving various blessings to himself, nodded in agreement...
The uninvited guest didn't seem to notice the three people's reactions. He just looked at Duncan: "That's okay, let's go to a place closer to the subspace. I will feel more comfortable there."
Go somewhere closer to the subspace? Duncan frowned slightly when he heard this, but after a moment of silence, he slowly nodded: "Okay."
When Morris heard this, he subconsciously opened his eyes slightly: "Captain, are you sure you want to take..."
"It doesn't matter," Duncan waved his hand, "I have my own sense of discretion. Shirley, go to the captain's cabin and bring me my brass lantern."
Not long after, Duncan held a brass lantern in his hand and walked quietly through the cabin on the bottom floor of the Lost Home with the uninvited guest wearing a white shabby robe - they had passed the cargo hold with reversed lights and were now walking in the last corridor. Inside, the stairs leading to the bilge are at the end of the corridor.
The brass lantern released a green firelight, and the light dispersed the surrounding darkness. Only the footsteps could be heard echoing in the empty bilge corridor. Most of the time, it was two people's, but occasionally Duncan found that only his own footsteps were heard. ——The "Evangelist of the End" seems not to be completely located in the current real world. Sometimes he is like a weightless spirit body, walking on the old wooden corridor without making any sound. Sometimes he The breath will even be close to dissipating, as if suddenly going to an extremely distant place...
This was very curious, but he remained polite and didn't ask.
When approaching the last door, the "Preacher of the End" took the initiative to break the silence: "You don't actually need this lamp - this lamp is for a mortal."
Duncan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he was quiet for a moment before continuing to move forward: "But the ship needs it."
"...You are really full of good intentions." Evangelist Zhongyan whispered, with a tone that seemed to contain sincere praise.
"If it was not long ago, I would never have imagined that one day I would bring a final evangelist here - still in such a calm state," Duncan said casually, "My first contact with you was not pleasant."
"Is it possible that I was the one who came into contact with you for the first time?" The white-robed Evangelist Zhan Yan showed an inexplicable smile on his face and said calmly, "At least I am one of them."
Duncan turned around and looked at the other person's face carefully through the light.
An old traveler wearing a white robe, his body hunched, the lines on his face seem to have been carved by time, his sunken eyes glowed with a light golden, metallic color, his expression was peaceful, The smile is indifferent, and only the years are flowing quietly in the depths of his eyes.
Duncan withdrew his gaze, turned his head and continued to walk forward: "I don't know, I have no impression of your face - anyway, it doesn't matter whether you are among the people I caught on the boat, what's important is You’re here talking to me at this moment.”
"It seems you already know us well."
Duncan was noncommittal. He had reached the last door and reached for the doorknob.
"We are here, the closest point to the subspace on this ship."
As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed open the dark wooden door - and the bilge structure behind the door came into view.
The ever-extinguishing light illuminated the cabin. The once fragmented bilge structure had been repaired during the previous Qingfeng Harbor incident, and now it has become complete again. The strong hull growing from the spine of the ancient god closed up around it, blocking the way. Watching the chaotic light flow and whispers projected from the subspace - the strange wooden door that leads directly to the subspace is still standing deep in the cabin, the door is closed, standing silently.
Duncan led the "guest" into the cabin, and the preacher followed closely behind him. He raised his head again and looked at the surrounding bulkheads and roofs, and sighed: "Ah... you have repaired this place..."
"You know a lot," Duncan casually hung the lantern on a nearby pillar and looked back, "In some timeline I don't know, have any of you been here?"
"I have seen its wreckage - it may be in the past, or it may be in the future," the old man in white robe seemed to be recalling, frowning slightly, "...it disintegrated in the flames and fell in the darkness. It looked so real. And the majestic appearance is breathtaking.”
Duncan did not respond to this topic. He had been thinking about various things along the way. At this time, he organized his words a little and then asked: "How many members of the Endgame survey team are there who are as sane as you? "
Then he paused and added: "I mean at this current time point."
The old man in white robe was silent for a while, his expression still calm: "I am the only one left."
Duncan felt as if his breathing and heartbeat had stopped for half a beat.
Then, he heard the voice of the old man in white robes coming again: "Captain, do you know what it feels like to be groping in the dark?"
The last Cretan who remained sober and rational spoke calmly, slowly opening his hands, as if the eternal darkness was still entrenched in front of his eyes——
"Final survey team... I haven't heard this name for a long time. The first moment after we set off, this name had already turned into dust in history.
"The 'time' of this world is limited. This is something we have known from the beginning. The entire boundless sea and the entire deep sea era are like a delicate clock that has been set in advance to run time. We know that it can only run For a while, our only hope is to find a chance to 'wind up' the world again before the hands stop...
"Your wise follower has almost constructed the entire 'world'. He has added the coordinate axis of 'time' to the world model for the first time, and in our eyes, this coordinate axis appears even more... Real, hard, and cold.
"Our mission is to move along the timeline, and at the same time observe and guide at every divergence point on the timeline that may produce historical branches, do everything possible to extend the life of the shelter, and at the same time look for ways to continue moving forward at the end of time. Method.
“From our own experience, this process is a bit like... walking against the light.
"The day Vision 001 first lit up in the experimental field was the starting point of light. It was the most stable moment in the entire shelter. Everything was just born, resources were plentiful, the timeline was stable, and everything was beautiful. It even seems like it can last forever - we set out from that sunny morning, leaving the light behind and heading towards the darkness at the end.
"As we move further away from the 'beginning', we see the world gradually decay, and all the small and inevitable hidden dangers left at the beginning of creation gradually expand into all kinds of fatal dangers, the light fades, and the darkness Growing, we turn our backs to the sun and walk towards the night, and the further we go, the darker it becomes - we try our best to adjust, observing the possibilities in the timeline in the increasingly dim light, hoping to delay the advent of darkness... To some extent, we succeeded.
"The original 'design life' of this shelter was eight thousand years - but by avoiding wear and tear, reducing chaos, and reducing the load on the 'sun', it has now exceeded its scheduled operation for two thousand years.
“But in the face of the never-ending flow of time, our success is insignificant and destined to be completely obliterated.
"At the end of the timeline, there is always only darkness. No matter how much we try to extend the light of the 'starting point' into the future, or pick up some sporadic firelight on this increasingly dark road, we can never illuminate that... The end of time like a boundless black wall... We run headlong into that boundless darkness, groping around and returning without success. Then we recalibrate the entire timeline, re-verify all possibilities, and do everything we can to extend the future forward. , and then crashed into the darkness again, again and again...countless times."
The old man in white robe raised his head and stared at a dark corner in the dim cabin. After a while, he continued to speak: "There is no road ahead - this is the first member of us who has lost his mind to leave behind. In his last words, as a striker, he stayed at the end of time longer than all of us. He went through all possibilities and finally chose to give up, or even... to go back to the past to 'correct' Those days of futility.
"That was the first 'Preacher of the End' as the world calls him... He just lost control not long ago, and I haven't seen him for so long that I can't remember his name."
Duncan listened quietly, and was silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "And you, remained rational until the end, and even came to me soberly."
"Yes," the old man in white robe turned his head, his eyes falling on Duncan, "because at the current time point, I have entered your sight-when the order of the world is crumbling, the reasons can be found after the results."
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