Deep Sea Embers.

Chapter 692 Abnormal Contact

Ted Leal sat next to Anomaly 077.

"You really don't want some?" Anomaly 077 grinned, shook the beer bottle in his hand, and then raised his finger to point to the corner, "I still have a bottle - I missed this good internal circulation thing. It’s not easy to meet again. As far as I know, there is no such thing in Qingfeng Port... Give it a try, if you are still soaked by the chill of subspace, alcohol may be able to help."

"...Since you know the 'Saint' so well, you should know that alcohol means nothing to me." Ted Leal glanced at the mummy, then withdrew his gaze and shook his head, "There is one thing I am curious about. "

Anomaly 077 shrugged: "You are asking, I may not answer."

"...How does an 'abnormal' like you, who has a complete mind, view the world?" Ted Leal asked seriously. Then he probably felt that the question was a bit abrupt, so he thought for a while and added a few sentences. , "I have dealt with many people, and have been exposed to many sages' thoughts about the world left in their books. I understand the perspective of mortals, but when I see you, I suddenly feel curious about an 'abnormal' like you who has reason." What does the world look like in my eyes..."

"Aha, it's such a philosophical question right from the beginning. You are worthy of being the keeper of the truth," Anomaly 077 smacked his tongue, "But haven't you seen Miss Alice? Why don't you ask her?"

Ted Leal was silent for a moment: "...I feel like she has no perspective on the world."

"...Aha, then it seems that you have indeed met Miss Alice," "Sailor" laughed happily, then took another sip of beer and raised his head while letting the wine drip on the deck. "You ask me what I think? Then I think the world should be ruined."

Ted Leal frowned subconsciously when he heard this.

"This is what you want to ask, Mr. Keeper." Noticing the change in Ted's expression, "Sailor" turned his head and glanced, then turned his eyes to the sky again, "And don't you think? The sun has gone out twice. City-level disasters occur again and again, and blasphemy and exile continue to awaken and return. In my eyes, this world is full of cracks, shadows, holes, and death-like noises... You noble and resolute people - I There is no irony - all you think about all day long is tinkering with the world, but use your scholarly rationality to think about it...can you still tinker with it?"

Ted Leal frowned but did not respond. He did not expect that he would get such an answer when he asked casually out of curiosity, and the sailor's attitude surprised him even more - these answers did not seem to be given casually. It seems that after a long period of serious thinking, it seems that this "anomaly" observed and thought about the world a long time ago and came to a well-thought-out conclusion.

Anomaly 077 was unfazed by Ted's silence.

"This world is going to end, Mr. Secret Keeper. As a 'sailor', I can smell the approaching storm better than you. Compared with hundreds of years ago, the world today is full of cracks, just like an old house with countless broken houses. Big hole, the howling cold wind will destroy this crumbling everything the next time the hole expands - your tinkering is meaningless. When the foundation stone collapses, painting the walls or covering the hole with newspapers will only serve the people in the house. A false moment of peace—prick up your ears, Mr. Keeper of the Secret, prick up your ears and listen carefully..."

The "sailor" slowly came over, put a hand by his ear in front of Ted Leal, and pretended to be listening, with a half-smiling expression on his face.

"Did you hear it? That hollow and sharp noise... That's the wind blowing from subspace... It passed through those large and small pores, vibrating in a range that ordinary people can't hear. I can always hear it. Hear them...and now you can too."

The vague noise echoed around, and seemed to echo directly in the brain. It was low and weak, but its existence could not be ignored.

Ted Leal opened his eyes slightly and stared at the sailor with a stressful look.

"Relax, Mr. Secret Keeper - that's how it is when dealing with subspace. If you touch it a little, you will touch it for a lifetime." The "Sailor" didn't seem to care about this look at all. He changed to a more comfortable sitting position, lazily Leaning on a pile of ropes proudly, "Although you miraculously ran out of that place - I'm not curious about what kind of 'miracle' saved you, but obviously, the subspace is still left on you. It left a little mark...compared with those unlucky people who accidentally glanced at the subspace and turned into crazy monsters, this little impact is already very lucky."

"...Is this what a 'sailor' should understand?"

"Yes." The mummy nodded matter-of-factly, apparently not caring whether others believed it or not.

Ted Leal: "..."

The sailor didn't pay attention to Ted's reaction. The terrifying mummy just adjusted its leaning position again, making itself more lazily lying half inside a pile of ropes. Then, while shaking the bottle, it muttered: "If you think about it, this world is like this. It's a day to think about it, and it's a day to not think about it. It's a day to have fun with wine in your hand. It's a day to have fun. I can't go back to sleep now, otherwise I will definitely sleep until the end It’s the end of the world, but it’s fine now. I’ll just open my eyes and wait for the end of the world to come…”

Having said this, "Sailor" turned his head slightly again and glanced at Ted Leal with a half-smile.

"As for you, Mr. Keeper of the Truth, you still have your own things to do. Now is the time to go back - go back to your job and continue to repair this crumbling house, although it is of no use. , but maybe... the world is moving forward day after day in this 'useless' continuation, until a road suddenly appears at the end of the hole... By then, all the lingering will be meaningful."

The low and chaotic noise once again spread from the depths of his mind. The sequelae caused by subspace made Ted Leal feel in a trance again. He felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his perception, but before he could figure out what happened, A crackling sound suddenly came from the nearby deck, interrupting his thoughts.

He followed the sound and saw a green flame rising from the deck. Then the flame suddenly exploded and turned into a rotating flame door, and a giant bird with a burning skeleton rushed out of the door. hovering above his head.

Ted was startled for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, he felt his vision blur, and he was already being carried by the burning strange bird and flew into the gate.

The flame door suddenly went out, and silence returned to the deck again, as if what just happened was just an illusion.

The sailor was leaning on the pile of ropes, holding a bottle of wine in a daze, while in the air not far away from him, a creeping shadow suddenly appeared.

The shadow quickly solidified and solidified, and began to show outlines and colors. In almost a moment, the shadow turned into an old man wearing an old white robe and with a wrinkled face.

The old man was thin and slightly stooped, like a traveler who had been on a long journey for countless years. He stood in the cold light of the creation of the world, and the hazy shadow under his feet stretched forward, covering the On the figure of Anomaly 077.After a moment of silence, the old man in a shabby robe turned back, glanced deeply at the direction Ted Leal had just left, and murmured softly: "...empty..."

The next second, his figure suddenly disappeared into the wind, just like the phantom left by a wrong time in the previous second, disappearing without a trace in this second.

The sailor was excited for a moment and raised his head in confusion. He sat up from the pile of ropes. He subconsciously put the bottle of wine to his mouth and took a sip, but then he frowned: "Why is this water tasteless?" Son..."

The next second, his eyes finally fell on the wine bottle in his hand.

"...Damn it!!!"

……

A gray-white stone ball with crater patterns on its surface floats quietly on the sea. A small research platform located at the waist of the stone ball is bathed in pale golden "sunlight". Several elf scholars wearing researcher robes stand tensely. On the edge of the platform, he looked at the figure at the front of the platform with a bit of fear and nervousness.

Alice was standing there, raising her head and curiously approaching the stone ball to observe this strange big thing.

Duncan pushed her head back onto his neck: "Stop playing - be careful of falling into the sea!"

"Oh..." Alice suddenly shrank her neck, holding her head with both hands while blinking at the "stone ball" in front of her. After studying it for a long time, she said, "I can't see anything... …”

"Didn't you hear or see any 'additional information' after getting close to the stone ball?" Duncan frowned and looked at the puppet in front of him, "What about the surrounding 'sunlight'? After entering the interior of this luminous body, Did you hear or see anything?”

Alice squinted her eyes and looked around at the golden light floating on the sea like some kind of crystal curtain - the light was reflected in Miss Doll's beautiful purple eyes, like ripples in the water.

She looked around for a while, then turned to Duncan and said, "...No information."

Duncan was a little disappointed: "No information?"

Alice hummed, then carefully confirmed the content that appeared in front of her eyes when she stared at the golden light, and nodded: "Well, it's 'no information'."

Duncan sighed with regret: "Well, it seems..."

He stopped suddenly, feeling something was wrong.

"Are you saying you saw the word 'no information', or did you say you saw nothing?"

Alice said confidently: "I saw it, 'No information' is displayed everywhere..."

Duncan: "..."

He suddenly realized the necessity of asking one or two more questions when communicating with this idiot - who could have thought of this puppet's thoughts! ?
But just when he was about to continue speaking, a crackling sound in the air nearby interrupted the communication between him and Alice.

Green flames rose up, and the rotating flame door instantly appeared in the air.

"Ai Yi is back to pick up someone," Duncan waved to Alice and turned to look in the direction of the open door, but his expression changed slightly in the next second, "Wait a minute, the door is sideways..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the door of flames suddenly opening, and then a familiar figure fell out of the door - grazing the edge of the platform and falling straight into the sea below.

Interspersed with Ted Leal's brief exclamation.

The huge skeletal bird covered in flames flew out of the gate immediately after, and circled majestically twice in the air. After landing on the platform, it looked down with its head and let out a sharp cry: "You're stupid. I can fly!"

Duncan stared at this scene dumbfounded, while Alice cautiously came to the edge of the platform and took a look down. She immediately patted her chest in fear: "I will really fall into the sea..."

Duncan slowly turned his head, glanced at Ai, and then turned his gaze to the direction where Ted Leal fell.

...Why did the unlucky "Secret Keeper" offend this pigeon?

(End of this chapter)