don't open your eyes [unlimited]

After finishing speaking, he dropped D2, which was still in a daze, and went straight to the captain's cabin at the end of the corridor.

D2's face changed slightly, and he mouthed: "Wait a minute, you—"

Although he had been informed of the effect of that shirt in advance... D2 never expected that Zhuang Die's "infiltrating plan" would be so simple and straightforward.

Before he could stop him, he watched Zhuang Die stretch out his hand and pushed open the door of the captain's cabin.

At this kind of threshold, D2 didn't care too much, and instantly speeded up to keep up, and the whole person quietly stuck to the wall.

With the increase in mental power, D2's movement is infinitely close to gliding, the sound of footsteps is so slight that it is almost undetectable, and the breath of the whole person will be adjusted to the most concealed state.

D2 did not rush into the captain's room, but just took out the weapon and held it in his hand, lurking outside the wall, and at the same time activated the detection skills.

In any case, D2 will try its best to ensure the safety of Zhuang Die.

It's not because Ling Su entrusted Zhuang Die to him.In fact, in the eyes of D2 at present, Ling Su is a dangerous person that ordinary people cannot understand, and he is even suspected of being a pyramid scheme.

The reason why he decided to protect Zhuang Die was that Zhuang Die did have qualities that could be favored by the headquarters.

A rookie who has not participated in a few missions can crack the worldview of this dreamland all the way to this point. This alone is worth being taken back to cultivate.

As soon as these thoughts popped up in D2's mind, he was interrupted by noises without warning. He had to stop thinking and sighed depressingly.

Only he knows about this matter, but he was implanted with a hint by Ling Su, and it seems that he can't clear it up in a short time... For this kind of matter, go back to the headquarters and find someone to deal with it. In terms of the degree of embarrassment, it may be among the internal members of the entire "Cocoon". Debuted in situ.

An unbelievably strong rookie, a captain who looks like a bastard but can hypnotize people casually, and I don't know what the tricks of this special incident handling team are.

Especially thinking of the newcomer's unconditional trust in Ling Su, the suspicion of pyramid schemes and the like has increased a lot...

D2 shook his head vigorously, regained his composure, and focused his attention on the captain's room again.

When the detection skill is turned on, he can clearly hear the conversations in the house, and he can also check the situation inside through the background.

This mode is very effective in assisting battles, but it needs to consume mental power all the time to maintain it, and the farther the distance is, the more mental power it consumes.

D2 has been fighting in the jungle for too long, and his blood bar is still in jeopardy. He dare not spend too much, so he had to take the risk to follow the captain outside.

……

After Zhuang Die opened the door, the situation inside was far from what D2 expected

The captain was busy writing the invitation.

He seemed to be very busy, and when he heard the voice, he only raised his head slightly, and glanced at the figure in the white shirt who pushed the door in: "Gus, are you here?"

Zhuang Die agreed, closed the door and walked over.

The cognitive adjustment seems to be two-way. In his eyes, the captain is no longer a skeleton turned into white bones, but has become the state in the eyes of "Gus".

The captain sat at the table, shaking his body back and forth, racking his brains as he conceived new content for the invitation.

He was as tall and thin as a swaying mast. His long-term submarine career without sunlight made his skin pale and blue. Although his eye sockets were sunken, his eyes were still energetic, staring at the blank letter paper on the desktop.

He seemed to be revived briefly, and together with the captain's cabin that belonged to him, he appeared in a mess in the submarine that had long been buried in the ocean.

"Don't think I don't know you're being lazy."

The captain chewed tobacco and complained to the table full of letter papers, "You are the lookout, and you hide in the main water tank to sleep all day, do you expect to always rely on me to look at that stuff?"

Zhuang Die's footsteps stopped for a while.

Instead of continuing to search for the periscope in the captain's cabin, he walked to the desk and bent over the letters.

The handwriting on it was completely illegible.

The captain couldn't even tell whether the pen tip was dipped in ink or not. There were many messy scratches on the paper, and some ink blots rushed out of the paper and wrote crookedly on the table.

The captain fumbled for the seal, stamped each letter, and then gathered them into a heap and threw them on the corner of the table.

There was already a thick stack there, and many letter papers were even pushed directly to the ground.

"Too busy, Gus, too many people wanting to come, and I can't write enough invitations."

The captain seemed to have forgotten the dissatisfaction just now, and his tone became relaxed and cheerful: "I have to work hard, so that everything will be fine again...Did you see it?"

He shook the quill, as if he suddenly thought of a wonderful sentence, and wrote it down on the letter paper in one breath.

"There are more and more people in the submarine, and they are getting better soon. Everyone is back, but they can't get together, they can't get together..."

The captain muttered the words "can't make it together", and suddenly grabbed Zhuang Die's arm, and said in a harsh and cold tone, "Are you planning to leave too? You don't want to stay on the submarine anymore?"

When he said this, his momentum suddenly became extremely oppressive.

The captain's room is a domain directly controlled by the captain himself. This kind of oppression is so strong that even D2 outside the room loses two bars of mental power in an instant.

D2 was stunned, and was about to forcefully break into the door, but Zhuang Die inside had already said, "You spelled 'island' wrong, you missed an s."

The captain was stunned for a moment, and looked carefully at the place Zhuang Die pointed at: "Oops!"

He suddenly threw away Zhuang Die's arm, quickly crossed out the word, and corrected it on the side: "How do you spell it? Why can't I remember it, isl..."

"ISLAND, island."

Zhuang Die helped him spell it out, and watched the captain lying on the desk, writing letters one by one as if he had just learned to write: "If I plan to leave, why are I still here? Can I hand you the letter of resignation?"

The captain finally succeeded in spelling the word. He seemed very satisfied with Zhuang Die's answer and didn't challenge him again: "Okay, go to your work. The periscope is still in the old place, don't you forget it?"

Looking at Zhuang Die's movements, he seemed to think that the other party was too slow, and gave instructions: "Lift the mirror up, press the latches on both sides, then turn it down, and open the wooden board behind..."

"..." Zhuang Die opened the board according to the tutorial, and he saw the lookout hidden inside.

Until now, he was finally relieved that when he searched the captain's cabin, he didn't realize there was a periscope here: "Why did you hide the periscope in such a place?"

"Isn't that what you wanted to change? You said it would make this place look more like a normal room. When you stay here, you can forget that we are on the bottom of the sea."

The captain got stuck on the spelling of "heaven" again, biting the quill irritably: "Gus, how do you spell this thing? I can't remember."

Zhuang Di adjusted the periscope and searched for the target in the field of vision: "Paradise, you should have a dictionary."

"Who said no? I remember that I knew several languages." The captain shook his head, "I must have stayed in the submarine for too long. I will take a long vacation when I go back, so I can take a good rest..."

The captain stretched his waist vigorously, and in the middle of the muttering in his mouth, he suddenly got stuck.

He seemed to have noticed something was wrong, stopped and thought about it, but found that there was only a blank chaos in his mind: "Gus, what did I just say?"

Zhuang Die confirmed the coordinates and sent them to Ling Su via team communication.

Finding the light was easier than he had planned. He just adjusted the angle of the periscope a few times, and he saw a striking point of light in the darkness: "Say your memory is getting worse, you should retire."

"You are still the same as before, always serious, and never able to say a single nice word."

The captain knocked heavily on the table in displeasure: "I'm far from retirement! Do you think I'm too old to be deaf and blind? You brought the stranger outside the door, are you planning to let him take over your job? Abandon us and run away?"

After all, the captain's gaze has turned directly to the monitoring angle of "Cocoon".

D2's scalp went numb instantly, and his whole body froze in place.

He has been discovered long ago!

In his field of vision, the captain's skeleton was turning stiffly, with scarlet light oozing from the depths of the dark and empty eye sockets, staring straight at him without hindrance!

It was the first time for D2 to encounter this kind of situation. His chest heaved rapidly, and his whole body was pressed against the wall motionless, but cold sweat was already dripping down quietly.

Until now, D2 has finally fully realized the extent of the captain's control over this space.

The captain is not the dreamer of this dying dream, because his own consciousness has been integrated with the whole dream—anything he does or says in this dream, it is impossible to avoid the captain. ears and eyes.

And this also means that what Ling Su and the others are doing to the crew, the captain can easily detect it with just a thought...

Zhuang Die blocked the gloomy gaze cast by the skeleton.

He took out a deck of poker from his pocket and cut it several times in his hand: "Shall we play cards?"

"When did you learn it?" The captain was stunned for a few seconds, it was difficult for him to maintain his attention now, and Zhuang Die easily forgot what happened just now, "Gus, haven't you never played poker?"

"I learned it in the main water tank." Zhuang Die divided the cards into two piles, "You know, it's very cold and dark there, and there's nothing to do."

The captain was dubious and sat down slowly.

His expression kept changing, and his eyes fell on Zhuang Die: "Gus? Why do I seem to think you are a little different?"

Zhuang Die pulled a chair and sat across from the desk, blocking the captain's still trying to look out: "People change. Captain, are you the same as before?"

This situation will happen, of course he knows it well.

The interference effect of the white shirt on cognition can only last for 5 minutes. Once this time is exceeded, the effect of "being regarded as someone the other party knows" will disappear.

In Zhuang Die's original plan, he just used the 5 minutes to pretend to be a crew member the captain knew, and when he found the coordinates, he would leave immediately.

... But when the captain found D2 hiding outside the door, Zhuang Die also realized the dangerous situation of Ling Su and Song Huaimin.

His reaction was even faster, and he had already revised all the plans in an instant—Zhuang Die decided to stay here, diverting the captain's attention and buying more time for Ling Su's actions in the cabin.

Zhuang Die tapped the stack of poker in his hand.

The conversation with the captain seemed easy, but it was not easy at all.

Zhuang Die needed to basically infer the relationship between the two and his general identity based on the captain's address, tone and attitude at the moment when the captain took the initiative to say hello.

Next, he continued to actively trigger dialogues and interactions with the captain, collected his current personality and habits, and basically tested the bottom line of the captain's tolerance for his behavior.

With these preparations, even if the effect of the white shirt gradually begins to weaken, Zhuang Die can adjust his state in time and continue to play the role of "Gus" in the captain's mouth.

……

Zhuang Die picked up the invitation letters scattered on the ground, he harvested these papers into a thick pile, and threw them into the trash can together with the unfinished blank letterheads on the desktop.

"Gus!" the captain snapped, "you're messing with my table again—how many times have I told you that I can't find anything!"

Zhuang Die nodded casually while packing up the ink and quill: "Okay, okay, I will help you find it."

The captain seemed very satisfied with the answer. He was so angry just now, but he was calmed down smoothly in the next second.

He didn't ask Zhuang Die's identity any more, leaned back in his chair, and snorted coldly: "Aren't you going to throw your hands away?"

"Not necessarily." Zhuang Die crumpled two pieces of blank letter paper, barely wiped the table clean, "It depends on whether you can beat me."

The captain froze for a moment: "What?"

"Play poker." Zhuang Die took the poker cards, "You have to play five rounds with me."

Because there were only two people playing, he took out part of the whole deck in advance, and put the rest between them.

"Gus, you know, I never take a gamble that doesn't make sense."

The captain looked at the playing cards for a while, then suddenly raised his head and stared into Zhuang Die's eyes, his expression was sober: "To play cards with me, you have to bet on something that will satisfy me... such as the ones you brought into the submarine. Outsiders, or you—”

While he was speaking, D2 was vaguely aware of some kind of pressure quietly strangling his throat.

His body was stiff and unable to move, that kind of cold and hard force stayed in his throat, it seemed that just a little force could break his neck.

D2's heart sank. He clearly heard the captain say "those outsiders"—that is to say, even under Zhuang Die's intentional interference, the captain didn't know what Ling Su and the others were doing, and he had already noticed how much they were doing. human existence.

……

"No problem." Zhuang Die nodded, "I'll bet with you myself."

The captain didn't speak any more, he seemed to no longer doubt Zhuang Die's identity, and just reached out to touch a card.

At the same time that the captain took this card into his hand, the power holding D2 also dissipated without a trace.

At the same time, Zhuang Die realized that he was bound invisibly to this chair.

Obviously, the captain attached great importance to "Gus" far more than a few insignificant outsiders.

Zhuang Die leaned back in the chair.

He unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, loosened the neckline a little, and rolled up the cuffs, revealing his thin and white wrists.

"Three wins out of five."

Zhuang Die drew a card: "If you win, I won't leave."