Chapter 795 "Don't Say Your Last Words Too Early"
The huge illusion quietly dissipated, leaving only streaks of gradually dimming light in the depths of the chaotic and dark clouds. Beside the rudder, the doll suddenly blinked its eyes, as if its soul had returned to the ship. In this body, her expression became lively again.
She raised her head, as if she was still looking at a figure that was quickly disappearing in the void, and then raised her hand and waved it happily twice: "Goodbye! Goodbye!"
"Who are you talking to?"
Duncan's voice came from the side. Alice turned her head and saw the captain and Miss Vanna standing beside her. The expressions on their faces were a little strange. Vanna even raised her head to look at the sky from time to time. It seemed like there was some incredible sight floating there.
"Pilot Two!" Alice said happily, not hiding what had just happened. "I just felt like I was 'connected' to the Lost Home, and then I hit the goat's head, and Agatha was shattered to pieces. But she pinched herself, and then she saw Pilot 2. It said it was coming to say hello to me. I also saw a big ship flying among the stars. I also had a dream, which was amazing! I fly so fast! And more..."
Miss Doll was obviously very excited. As soon as she opened her mouth, a lot of things were thrown at Duncan and Vanna. Those words could not be poured out. Duncan had a lot of questions, but he didn't find a chance to speak. I was stunned by this doll...
What's even more amazing is that this puppet chattered a lot, and every sentence was not connected to each other, and the context was completely illogical. Duncan and Vanna couldn't even sum up the understanding together. What does Alice mean? Of course, this has something to do with Fanna being a sports student...
"Stop, stop, calm down first, and start from the beginning," Duncan finally had to interrupt the excited man's ramblings. He first took over the Homeless Ship immediately to prevent Alice from continuing to follow the ship. What kind of accident would happen if the boats were connected? Then he looked at each other up and down and said, "Do you feel anything wrong with you now?"
"On your body?" Alice finally stopped. After hearing the captain's words, she looked down at herself in confusion and shook her head honestly, "No, I feel pretty good... But I couldn't feel anything for a while just now. My own body was damaged, I was shocked at that time..."
"Can't you feel your body?" Duncan frowned slightly, and at the same time thought of the huge phantom that appeared behind the high-altitude clouds just after Alice took the helm, the countless "threads" connected to her body, and his perception. , the vague "consciousness" suddenly appeared inside the Homeless Ship, he nodded thoughtfully, "For a while just now, your consciousness may have indeed left your body... Now tell me what you see in detail. What happened."
He paused for a moment and then added: "Speak slowly, one by one, don't get excited."
"Oh." The puppet nodded honestly after hearing this, and then calmed down. While trying to sort out his thoughts and vocabulary, he told the captain exactly what he had experienced.
Including the incident of knocking Lady Agatha to pieces - she still feels very embarrassed.
"Don't worry too much about Agatha. She often cracks. Sometimes Shirley will crack in place if she doesn't do her homework." Duncan listened to the doll's story and waved his hand casually, "But it's the pilot. The appearance of No. 2... was an accident. I didn't expect it to leave such a communication path in your navigation key."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but look Alice up and down several times, as if to confirm whether there was any change or damage to the doll.
"Captain, are you worried?" Alice's reaction was very sharp. She immediately waved her hand, "Don't worry, I'm in good condition, and Pilot 2 is not malicious, although I don't remember anything about it. But I can feel it’s friendly.”
"I'm not worried about its malicious intent, I'm just worried that its existence itself will have an impact on you - after all, strictly speaking, you were all part of New Hope, and now your 'status' and your 'essence' "There has been a huge deviation. No one knows whether this change has hidden dangers," Duncan said, waving his hand, "But now it seems that there is really no need to worry about this, since even Pilot 2 said that you are like this now." That’s good, then I’m relieved.”
Alice scratched her head and said hesitantly, then looked at Duncan with some expectation and hesitation: "Captain, I think I have mastered the skills of steering and navigation. So when should we set off next? I We all agreed to pilot No. 2 and be the first to find it.”
"One day later," Duncan nodded slightly, "Goat Head and I are adjusting the status of the Homeless Ship based on the 'feedback' just now. We will set off one day later. Before that, everyone will take a good rest and prepare for the next operation. Prepare, and..."
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his head and glanced in the direction leading to the cabin entrance on the middle deck, but did not continue.
Alice also looked up and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Captain, where is the Sailor? He was at the helm before, I thought he would definitely come to take a look..."
"Oh, don't worry," Duncan smiled strangely when he heard this, and then raised his eyebrows, "He should show up soon."
Alice didn't know why, so she just nodded in confusion.
But the sailor did not come to the deck, and when others came to ask what the phantom that had just appeared in the sky was about, he did not appear.
In the evening, when Alice prepared everyone's dinner and everyone gathered in the restaurant, he still didn't show up.
When the captain summoned everyone and announced that the next sailing destination was the "node" where Lachem, the god of wisdom, was located, he still did not appear.
It wasn't until long after dinner, when Duncan and Vanna were walking on the deck, with Alice following him, that the puppet couldn't help but ask again: "Captain, where are the sailors?"
Duncan stopped. He leaned on a mast next to him, looked up at the empty deck, and suddenly turned to Vanna and said, "Do you still remember what I asked you?"
Fanna was stunned for a moment and quickly recalled it, but just when she was about to speak, a hesitant footsteps suddenly interrupted what she wanted to say.
Fanna turned her head in surprise and saw a stooped and hesitant figure appearing on the mist-filled deck - the terrifying mummy walked over from the opposite side with small steps, although the face was so wrinkled that the features were crowded. They were together, but their awkward and confused expression was still very obvious.
"Captain..." The sailor came to Duncan, raised his hand in confusion and said hello, then looked at the puppet standing next to Duncan with a strange expression, "What about that, I have a question..."
"Alice has taken the helm," Duncan said. "You should have noticed the movement on the deck."
The sailor's expression froze, then hesitantly said: "Then..."
"Your helmsman authority has been temporarily transferred to Alice, and she will be responsible for navigation next."
The sailor looked at Alice with a stiff expression, then at Duncan, and finally raised his finger and pointed at himself: "Then my mission..."
"It's done," Duncan said casually.
The sailor finally couldn't stand it any longer: "...Then why haven't I disappeared?"
Duncan crossed his arms and glanced at the mummy expressionlessly: "Did I say you would disappear?"
sailor:"……?"
The mummy was stunned for several seconds, and finally noticed something was wrong. The wrinkled facial features suddenly became more distorted: "Ah...ah? Wait...that's not right! I have completed my mission...I even feel restrained." All my belongings have disappeared, and the connection with the Shroud has been severed...how am I...still here?"
"Because you're on the ship, idiot," Duncan glanced at the other party indifferently, "Do you think the Homeless Ship resigns so easily? This ship has been soaking in the subspace for a hundred years! Even the subspace can't take away the people on this ship. Do you still want to leave?”
sailor:"……"
The poor mummy finally came to his senses and realized that he had been overlooking something crucial.
Duncan didn't stop, he was still talking to himself: "I'll tell you, what you said today was quite sincere."
The sailor's expression finally became wonderful to the naked eye - he became nervous and uneasy, and his eyes dodge for a moment.
"I'm very touched and will help you convey the contents of your 'confession' to Lawrence..."
The sailor began to dig at the deck of the Lost Home with his toes.
"...But you have to pay back the things you owe to the first mate, second mate, stoker and others of the White Oak. You said it yourself. Gambling is no good, and the same goes for betting. Don't say you don't have any private property. Let me ask. After that, Lawrence will pay you as a regular crew member."
The sailor finally couldn't hold himself any longer, and his toes were almost digging out sparks on the deck: "Stop talking, stop talking, please, don't..."
Duncan shrugged and turned to look at Vanna.
"So now you understand what I meant by what I said to you, right?"
Fanna's expression was a little dull: "...I thought that when you said people have to experience multiple deaths, you meant when they were forgotten..."
"I'm referring to the time when the community dies - this can usually happen several times, and you die every time you think about it." Duncan crossed his arms with an indifferent expression, "So remember this lesson - don't say your last words too early, in case I didn’t die, it was very embarrassing.”
Fanna's expression continued to be dull: "..."
Duncan ignored Vanna's subtle expression and just glanced down at the sailor. The latter was already squatting on the deck, picking at the cracks on the deck and muttering: "I knew... you had such an expression at that time. It’s not quite right, I didn’t even dare to think about it… I just knew…”
Duncan finally laughed.
He is in a good mood now.