Deep Sea Embers

The snow-white dove stood blankly on the table, with the brass compass Duncan had been looking for hanging around his neck, and the familiar obsidian knife at its feet.

Duncan looked at the pigeon with a dazed expression, and the pigeon looked at him with a dazed expression.

It's not easy to see the expression on the face of a bird, but for some reason, Duncan felt that he could understand the expression of the pigeon, not only the expression, but also the slightly red eyes of the pigeon. There was some kind of "wisdom" in the brilliance - the bird's two mung bean eyes were looking straight ahead, and when Duncan cast his eyes, one of its eyes obviously turned its attention. Come over, but its other eye still seems to be looking at the ceiling of the captain's quarters, and its erratic vision is wandering around.

"A... pigeon?"

After reacting for a few seconds, Duncan finally twitched the corners of his mouth and groaned subconsciously.

Why a pigeon? Why did a pigeon suddenly appear? Why is his brass compass still hanging on this pigeon? How did that knife get here?

Or a thousand words can be summed up into one sentence: Can something normal happen to this abnormal ship? !

When Duncan's head was full of question marks and his heart was gurgling, the pigeon that had been there for a long time seemed to finally "wake up". It nodded its head and walked two steps on the table, leaned in front of Duncan and stretched hard He scratched his neck and made a loud "coo" sound.

"..." Duncan looked at the bird silently, and for some reason, the classic images of many pirate captains in his memory suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he looked down at the captain's uniform on his body, "It seems that there is a bird beside the captain. It's standard, but shouldn't it be a parrot under normal circumstances... What's up with the pigeon?"

When the pigeon heard Duncan's words, it immediately nodded solemnly, and made a female voice with a strange and dull tone: "The transmission is complete!"

On Duncan's side, all the drips from his heart to his mouth were immediately cut off. He almost choked his saliva into the leaves of his lungs. He stared at the white dove in front of him with a look of astonishment.

He recalled how he felt when he first set foot on the ship and saw a talking goat head in the captain's cabin.

But this is not the first day that he came to the Lost Country. He was not surprised by the abnormality of this world, so the pigeon's words only surprised him for a moment, and the next second, his expression changed. Seriously, at the same time, a green spiritual fire has emerged in one hand, and staring at the pigeon in front of him on alert: "Where are you from?"

The pigeon tilted its head, looking straight at Duncan with one eye and erratic at the ceiling with the other: "The address is wrong, please check the address again, or contact the system administrator."

Duncan: "...?"

Compared with the momentary sluggishness on his expression, what he has set off in his heart at the moment is a bigger wave!

What this pigeon said... It's not like the "painting style" of this world, it's not like a goat head or Alice or any of those black-robed cultists can come up with words, but he is "Zhou Ming" This is a more familiar term for people on earth!

However, the pigeon didn't seem to notice the change in Duncan's eyes and expression at all. It just lowered its head and pecked its own wings, then shook the brass compass hanging on its chest, and then began to stroll freely on the table. .

After pacing a few steps, it ran to the obsidian knife again, tugged it in Duncan's direction with its claws a few times, and made the same weird female voice as before: "Take this solar tomahawk and embrace the battle. Glory!"

Duncan stood up from the desk suddenly, the seat slammed against the floor and made a harsh rubbing sound, he stared at the innocent-looking pigeon in front of him, and an extremely grotesque but funny emotion was full of it. his mind.

There's no way this pigeon is something that was originally on the Lost Country, and it's almost impossible that it's something that was originally in this world!

Only "Zhou Ming" can understand the words and phrases it speaks!

Perhaps it was because the table and chairs were bumping so loudly that even the chart room could hear the movement here. Duncan suddenly heard the voice of the goat's head in his mind: "Captain? Are you alright?"

Duncan was still staring at the pigeons on the table. He knew that the goat head did not dare to peep directly into the captain's quarters, so he replied in a low voice with the usual calmness: "I'm fine."

"Miss Alice is looking for you, do you want to..."

"You receive first."

"Yes, Captain."

Duncan exhaled and glanced back at the door leading to the chart room.

Goat Head's bombardment of Alice continued. Miss Doll had tried to get up and left several times and was stopped. Duncan felt that he should go out and save the unfortunate doll, but now... he has more important things need to be confirmed.

Work harder, Alice.

Duncan sat back at the desk, ready to try to see if he could communicate with the pigeon in front of him normally, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a scene that he didn't pay attention to just now—

A "line of fire" faintly extended from the cluster of spirit flames that jumped between his right fingers. in the air.

And on the strange pigeon, there was also a wisp of green flame, and the flame was hidden in the gap between the feathers under its wings, and the other end also extended into the air, and disappeared in mid-air.

Duncan frowned, raised his right hand and thought, the pigeons on the table disappeared instantly as the flames jumped.

In the next second, the pigeon appeared on his shoulder, it lowered its head and pecked Duncan's hair, and made a loud sound: "Cuckoo!"

Duncan flicked his fingers again, and the dove on his shoulder reappeared on the desk.

The brass compass hangs from the pigeon's chest, and the gleaming shell glows green with flames.

Duncan frowned: "…is it related to this brass compass?"

He has been able to determine that the pigeon has a certain connection with himself, and this connection is even stronger than the connection between him and the Lost Country, which may also explain why the pigeon "knows" something that only he knows, from the "Knowledge" of the Earth, he just couldn't be sure why the dove appeared.

After thinking about it, he could only put his doubts on the strange brass compass.

From testing the fire of the spiritual body to the present, all the anomalies started from this brass compass, whether it was the experience of traveling through the soul before, or the experience of projecting the spirit onto a corpse, and then to the disappearance of the compass just now. And Fei, when it reappeared, was hanging on the pigeon's chest... The source of everything seems to be this thing.

Duncan stared at the pigeon for a moment, then reached for the compass.

He wants to take this thing down and study it.

The pigeon didn't dodge or stop it, but Duncan's fingers didn't touch the surface of the brass compass—his fingers went straight through, touching the soft fluff on the pigeon's chest.

It's like walking through a layer of illusion.

The pigeon jumped on the spot twice, as if it was a little tickled by Duncan, and opened his mouth to scream: "Today is KFC Crazy Thursday, V I 50..."

Duncan's eyes jumped twice, and he tested it twice without faith, finally confirming that it was impossible for him to remove the brass compass from the pigeon - this thing has obviously undergone some kind of alienation, becoming a dove and a pigeon. The illusions that are bound together cannot be removed or touched.

Or... that pigeon is the body of today's brass compass?

In an instant, many guesses popped up in Duncan's mind that he didn't even know whether to believe or not, and the only thing he could be sure of was only one thing: the appearance of this dove, and his use of the brass compass to "soul travel" experience is inseparable, and this experience may also change the shape of the brass compass at the same time.

This may be the nature of the brass compass itself, its inherent property as a kind of "abnormal object", or the "use price". As for why the pigeon is so wrong... It's not because of the compass, but because of "Zhou Ming", the earthling.

None of this can be proven or falsified until Duncan can find instructions for the various anomalies aboard the Lost Country.

As for now, he had to figure out how to house this... anomalous pigeon.

After a short thought, he decided to name the pigeon first.

"I have to give you a name," he tapped on the table with his fingers and said seriously to the pigeon in front of him, "I think you can understand me, right?"

The pigeon tilted its head, and two mung bean-sized eyes looked at Duncan erratically: "Ai Yin?"

(Mom!)