Deep Sea Embers

Leigh Nora left, taking the flame given to her by Zhou Ming - the traveling queen and her drifting house disappeared into the endless gray mist outside the window, and it was not until long after she left that Zhou Ming felt deeply He took a breath and turned away from the window.

In fact, he has always been curious about how the "Frost Queen" "traveled" in this boundless fog, and the principles and process of that drifting house sailing to the end of the world. After all, even if he knew about that house Even for the escape capsule of the New Hope, it was difficult for him to imagine what power it had now and what it looked like when it was sailing in the fog. However, Le Nora herself couldn't seem to explain this clearly.

Facing Zhou Ming's question, she only answered that this was some kind of "instinct" process. She and the drifting house had become one. When the house traveled to the end of the world, she seemed to be "walking in the fog". You don't feel those confusing time and space gaps, and you don't need to think about the "power" of the cabin.

This sounds very strange, and Zhou Ming can only explain it as that the "escape cabin" retains a complete automatic navigation system, and with the changes brought about by the Great Annihilation, this automatic navigation system may have become that The "extraordinary characteristics" of each drifting house are just like Alice's "navigation instinct" now that she is at the helm.

Anyway, the doll doesn’t know how the Lost Home sailed, but that doesn’t stop her from making the ship sail all the way to the end of the world.

With a gentle breath, Zhou Ming temporarily put aside the irrelevant thoughts in his mind, and then walked to his desk.

The LCD monitor on the table glowed slightly, and the computer host beside it was still making a slight buzzing sound. This "machine" that looked like a "computer" in his eyes was performing as usual, as if waiting for him. interactive.

But this time, Zhou Ming did not touch the keyboard and mouse on the table. He just sat in front of the table, quietly watching the slowly flashing cursor in the search box on the screen, as if he was watching the long-awaited reflection in the mirror. Meet yourself.

"You are a part of this place, and so is this table." After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Ming said softly, as if talking to himself, "The floor is, so is the roof, and everything here is mine." We all are, right? "

The cursor flashed silently, as if there was no reaction to Zhou Ming's words, but slowly, the glow on the LCD screen gradually dimmed - the screen darkened little by little, and finally became as black as ink, black. It has to be like an empty mirror.

Zhou Ming stared at the empty mirror and saw his own face in the mirror.

And at the edge of his field of vision, on the tabletop, on the wall, on the roof, and even on the shelves and small wardrobes in the corners, these ordinary "home furnishings" surfaces that he had used for many years in his memory were , the lavender starlight is swelling and emerging a little bit.

A certain kind of "change" that was almost irrepressible was about to move near the critical point. A slight itching suddenly came from his arm. Zhou Ming looked down and saw the bonsai-like "World Tree" Silantis floating in the sky. Next to him, this small sapling was suspended in the air. The branches at the edge of the canopy were gently poking at his arm, looking a little uneasy.

Zhou Ming testified for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand to pick up Silendis and put it on the desk. "Don't be afraid, little sapling, it's not yet time." He gently comforted Silendis' crown, and a trace of his face slowly appeared. Smile, "I will arrange it well. You will take root in a fertile and stable land, where there will be bright sunshine and gentle wind. Everyone will have their own place, and Sasloka will also be there."

Silantis floated quietly on the table, and there was a soft rustling sound in the canopy, as if after a long and distant time, the wind in the past memories blew through the top of the World Tree again.

The starlight at the edge of his vision gradually faded, and everything in the room slowly returned to its original state.

"The time has not come yet," Ni Qingdian said softly to himself in the hut, "The time has not come yet.

The goat head suddenly raised its head, and its dark eyes like obsidian sculptures stared at the figure who opened the door and came in. For a brief moment, it seemed to see the scattered starlight filling the cabin, and a tall man standing in the starlight. The figure stepped through the Gate of the Homeless, exuding power that seemed to crush the Homeless.

But Nana's hallucination soon dissipated from Sasloka's eyes. It saw the captain walking into the captain's cabin, just like every day in the past.

"Duncan Abnomar," Duncan waved his hand and said proactively before the other party spoke, "I just went on a long trip.

"I almost didn't recognize you again," the goat head seemed to be relieved, and immediately began to bark, "Every time you go out these days, you are a bit scary. Sometimes when you come in, I am not sure who is coming in." What the hell? I'm bald. Don't blame me for being offensive. I'm just a little nervous after seeing a scary scene just now. Are you feeling okay? Do you need to go back to the room to rest? They haven't come back yet, but I guess I should come back too. Even Shirley's appetite should be full by now. We may be almost there, Alice is still in charge."

The noise of the goat's head hit him like an overwhelming force. Duncan had some complicated emotions in his heart after returning from the other side of the door. At this time, when the first mate opened his mouth, all emotions were lost. He could only subconsciously stare: "Shut up! "

The goat's head suddenly became quiet with a "bang" sound, and then it was quiet for a few seconds before shaking its head again. When it spoke again, it was not that noisy, but with a sigh and a smile: "Welcome back, you It’s okay. “

"What can happen to me?" Duncan exhaled and walked towards the chart table. But when he sat down, he still looked up at the goat head and nodded seriously, "Don't worry."

His eyes then fell on the nautical chart covered with thin mist.

After crossing the border of the world, the various routes and signs on the boundless sea are no longer visible on this chart that can be updated in real time. Instead, there is only the endless gray-white fog, and the symbols vaguely visible in the fog, representing The pale green traces of the Lost Home.

The faint trace still floats on the edge of the chart, now almost halfway to the end of the world.

The third node is closer - this is the only information this chart can currently provide.

A hundred years ago, when the real Duncan Abnormar sailed the Lost Home to challenge the world's borders, did he rely on such a nautical chart that could hardly provide any effective information?

Or maybe he didn't even have such a chart at that time?

Some unrelated thoughts came to Duncan's mind, and at this moment, he heard the lively sounds coming from the deck outside.

His crew had returned from a meal aboard the Brilliant Star.

An inexplicable feeling surged up, and Duncan couldn't help but put a smile on his face. He stood up from behind the chart table, walked to the door of the captain's cabin, opened the door and walked out.

Nina and Shirley, who were playing around on the deck, immediately heard the noise and turned around to look here. Nina had a smile on her face and waved her arms happily: "Uncle Duncan!"

Morris, who was holding a pipe, took off the pipe in his mouth and bowed to pay tribute to Duncan. Vanna also lowered her head with a smile. Shirley sat on Agou and rubbed her belly, waving her arms to Duncan happily and awkwardly. There was no reason for it: "I ate a bit too much."

Agou was full of resentment: "You have eaten too much and you go for a walk by yourself. What's the use of letting me carry you around?"

Nina walked over with a smile, carrying a lunch box with a handle in her hand, and happily showed it to Duncan to look at the contents: "These are the sweet pancakes and carrot stew made by Luni. I put them for you." It’s on the table, don’t forget to eat~"

As soon as the words fell, the girl walked briskly past Duncan and walked into the captain's cabin.

Duncan always had a smile on his face. He looked at these lively figures, watching them talking, joking, playing and bragging around him. He saw the sailors also coming out of the cabin and complaining to Maurice. Those "viscous compounds of unknown composition" in the kitchen soup pot were difficult to clean, and Agatha's figure appeared in the air nearby - Shirley ran away when she saw her, but she was used by Agou as soon as she ran a few steps away. The chain was brought back

Factory Duncan just watched from the side, as if he wanted to imprint all these figures in his mind. This was really his best day on this ship.

Then, he heard the low roar coming from high in the sky, and felt the slight shaking of the hull of the Lost Home - outside the ship's side, wisps of color suddenly appeared in the uniform gray-white background. This was the jump channel. End sign.

Above the Homeless and the Brilliant Star, the phantom of the New Hope is gradually fading, the front end of the jump channel begins to break, and a gray-black and dark red color appears in the thick fog in the distance, followed by the ship entering the water The destinations arrived one by one.

"Jump stopped

Fuzzy and distorted sounds reached everyone's ears.

The people on the deck reacted for a moment, and then ran towards the side of the ship in unison. Duncan subconsciously looked back in the direction of the stern deck. The next second, he saw a head protruding from the guardrail at the edge of the bridge, Alice. He was waving to him happily: "Captain! We have arrived at the station! It's the festival of fire."

A head fell from the edge of the bridge, bounced a few times on the ground, and landed at Duncan's feet.

Alice raised her head and blinked at the captain.

Duncan sighed: "Sometimes, I even suspect that you did it on purpose."

Alice thought for a moment: "Help, help."