Deep Sea Embers.

Chapter 65: Duncan's White Oak

The White Oak is back—after a long period of loss of communication and diversion of course, this advanced steamship belonging to the Explorers' Association has finally returned to the city-state of Pland.

Many people are waiting for the ship to return, and countless pairs of eyes are nervously watching the silhouette that is gradually approaching on the sea.

Judge Fanna saw that at the same time as the whistle of the White Oak sounded, the personnel on the dock immediately took action:
The staff guiding the ship to the shore have arrived at the location and began to signal the White Oak with lights and flags, and the guards under the church went to activate the deep-sea sacred objects that were placed around Pier [-] last night: that It is a large number of "boundary monuments" cast in bronze. The name of the storm goddess Gomona is engraved on its base, and the grooves on the top are filled with sacred oil and spices. When these boundary monuments are activated, the White Oak docks The area will be blocked and become a "sanctuary" watched by the goddess.

Farther away are the sheriffs sent by the city hall. These ordinary people are not good at dealing with supernatural things, so their main job is to block all intersections with heavy firepower—ordinary guns are difficult to deal with strange and invisible curses , but if there were corporeal Defilers coming out of the White Oak, eight-millimeter rounds and four-pounders would do a lot.

Sometimes Fanna can't help but be grateful for the progress of science and technology. These engineering crystallizations have given weak and weak ordinary people a certain amount of power to intervene in such extraordinary events, although the results brought about by technological progress are mixed. Bad, but at least... the support of rotary machine guns and artillery has indeed greatly reduced the casualties of fellow Church members over the years.

Fan Na looked over the pier and looked at the sea in the distance.

The White Oak whistled a second time, and under the guidance of the light signals on the shore, the ship began to slow down slowly, and stopped at a distance from the pier.

A priest standing beside Fan Na was slightly relieved when he saw this, and said in a low voice, "The White Oak has carried out the order. It seems that at least that ship is still controlled by 'humans'."

"It cannot be said for the time being that many people affected by abnormalities or visions will look no different from ordinary people until the mutation occurs." Fan Na shook her head, "Send a second set of signals, send out inspection boats, and let the coastal defense guns be ready at any time Get ready, as soon as there is any movement on the ship... open fire."

The order from the judge was quickly conveyed. Since the communication device of the White Oak was damaged, the people on the shore could only use lights and flags to communicate with that ship. After a complex set of lights and semaphores, the White Oak's Three lights came on at the bow of the ship, and immediately after, the rope ladder on its side was lowered.

A speedboat was released from the pier, driven by a small steam engine, and headed towards the White Oak at high speed.

On the speedboat was a whole team of guardians, including eight combatants, a commander, and a deep-sea priest. These loyal priests lit incense on the boat and chanted Holy name, they did not board the ship immediately after approaching the White Oak, but first circled around the big ship, and sprinkled holy oil mixed with seaweed extract in the nearby sea water.

Immediately after the oil fell into the seawater, it gave off a slight glow, and gradually joined together, finally forming a ring that completely surrounded the White Oak.

After doing all this, the priests on the speedboat really approached the White Oak and boarded the ship along the rope ladder.

All this fell into the eyes of Fan Na on the observation deck.

It is extremely dangerous to let a ship that has lost contact at sea "go home", especially it is an ocean-going ship that was responsible for transporting abnormal objects-the White Oak cannot directly dock, it first needs to be within a safe distance The boarding inspection of the speedboat is accepted outside, and it can only approach the pier of Prand after initially confirming that there are no signs of evil spirits on the ship. The entire ship will also undergo a more stringent and comprehensive search and purification. After that, all personnel on board will be observed in the church at the pier for at least a few days, and at most several weeks, and the entire ship will also be incensed Purify for at least a week.

Only when all these processes are completed and there are no accidents in the whole process, can the civilized world dare to accept these people who have lost their way at sea back home-and if any link goes wrong, the White Oak and its crew will have to die the sea.

The Storm Goddess will take the souls of these poor people.

This cold and even cruel law is not from anyone's malice, but the "way of survival" that human society has explored so far.

Of course, there are also city-states that are unwilling or unable to implement these strict rules. Most of these city-states are now concentrated in the first two units of the second volume of middle school history courses, which are compulsory at the end of the semester.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and everyone was waiting for the guard team boarding the ship to send back a signal, but there were only two possible signals—if everything was safe, the team would use special psionic communication to send back the signal. If the boat has been contaminated, the team will fight to the last person and try to detonate the nitroglycerine on the boat before all are killed.

If an ocean-going ship of the size of White Oak is really deeply polluted by subspace or something, it is impossible for the mere people who boarded the ship to come back alive.

Fan Na crossed her arms and lightly tapped the metal on the gauntlet.

The bell suddenly sounded from the chapel on the pier, and the steam relief pipes on both sides of the bell tower rang three long tones.

The priest in the church received the secret message sent back by the inspection team, and the church bell and whistle sounded to inform all the teams on the pier:
The ship is safe, and the White Oak has applied for docking, and there are special reports to be made at the same time.

Fan Na immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

At least for now, that ship seems to be in order, which is already the greatest good news.

As for reporting on special circumstances... She was not surprised.

A ship that got lost in a strange way docked again. It would be strange if there was no special situation to report.

The White Oak is slowly docking. This ocean-going ship has finally returned to the pier of the civilized world after experiencing a lot of twists and turns. Although the people on board have not yet been allowed to land, they must be able to relax a lot.

More church guards began to board the ship in an orderly manner, ready to conduct thorough inspections and inquiries. Fanna also left the watchtower and personally led a team of priests to the dock. She walked through the long springboard and finally stepped onto the dock. The deck of the White Oak, and saw the gray-haired, burly captain on the foredeck.

The old captain looked a bit haggard, obviously working under high tension for too long, but after seeing the church judge approaching, the old man immediately cheered up and took the initiative to come to Fanna.

"Hi, I'm Fanna, the judge of the Deep Sea Church in Purland City-State, Captain Lawrence," Fanna didn't like redundant etiquette, she chose to greet straight to the point, "Let's skip the introduction—firstly, Sorry, I hope you and your crew can understand the strict inspections of the city-state authorities and the church."

"Of course, Your Excellency the Inquisitor," Lawrence nodded immediately. He wanted to say "Miss Inquisitor". After all, the other party seemed to be about the same age as his own daughter, but he changed it to a more respectful title at the end of the day." I had expected it, after all...we lost contact for so long."

Fan Na nodded: "Tell me briefly what happened to the White Oak, why did you lose contact? Then why did you suddenly appear on an unreported route? How about the abnormality 099 of the cargo you escorted?"

As soon as these words came out, the expression on Lawrence's face was filled with frustration and tension. He sighed, first subconsciously looked around quickly, and then slowly said: "You may not believe what I said, we... met that The legendary Lost Homeland..."

In front of his eyes, the lady judge with a serious expression suddenly froze on the spot like petrified, with a strange expression on her face.

He couldn't tell what the expression meant, but it looked like he had been hit by the Lost Land a few days ago.

"Judge...Your Excellency?" Lawrence asked cautiously, "You..."

"Captain Lawrence," Fan Na seemed to wake up suddenly, staring at the captain in front of her, "Say it again?"

"You may not believe me when I tell you..."

"I'll say the second half of the sentence."

"We encountered the legendary Ship Lost..."

"I believe."

Lawrence was stunned: "Then..."

"You may need to stay at the pier for a few more days, Captain," Fan Na said with a serious face, "This matter is very serious, very serious, you... wait, you encountered the Lost Home, but all the crew Survive?"

The expression on Miss Judge's face suddenly changed slightly, and there was a hint of doubt in her eyes. Seeing this, Lawrence quickly opened his hands: "We are all fine, but the Lost Lands took away anomaly 099, which is the puppet coffin. I suspect that A ghost ship is coming for the coffin of the puppet."

"The Lost Homelander took anomaly 099?" Fan Na frowned, and then asked, "What happened after that? Did it let you go?"

"Yes... yes," Lawrence also became nervous, and vaguely realized something, "Your Excellency, is the city recently..."

"...It's okay to tell you, after all, it seems that your 'contact' may be more serious than ours." Fan Na sighed, looking at the old captain in front of her, "Captain Lawrence, you may not be the only one who has lost your homeland recently No one I've ever dealt with. Let's find a quiet place, I need to know more."

(End of this chapter)