Deep Sea Embers

Duncan pulled some rags from nearby corpses and wrapped them around himself before leaving the cave where he was temporarily hiding.

This is not because he can't stand the gloomy cold in the cave, but to block his open heart more or less—although the hole in his chest did not affect Duncan's "survival" at all, but as a normal person in his bones, in the open heart Walking around when the heart is cold is really too evil. Putting something on your body can at least bring some comfort to your heart, and it can also reduce some of the weird touch caused by the "drape of the hall".

And Duncan also considered the possibility of suddenly bumping into other people when walking in this underground space - it is inferred from common sense that a big hole in the chest may not be conducive to talking to strangers...

In this way, after simply dealing with the "wound", Duncan carefully left the gloomy and damp cave. He entered a corridor connected to the cave and slowly walked towards the depths.

This temporarily occupied body is not "convenient", not only is the fatal damage to the chest affecting the flexibility of activities, but also because Duncan can clearly feel the weakness of this body, the too thin hands and feet can't even walk fast , is completely incomparable with the "ghost captain" that is so powerful that it obviously exceeds the body of mortals.

Duncan couldn't see the full picture of his current body, but judging from the part he could see, he guessed that it should be a young man, a young man who was weak due to long-term severe malnutrition - although he was manipulating this body at the moment It is the soul of a powerful ghost captain, but it seems that the strength of the soul cannot break through the physical limit brought by this weak body.

Unfortunately, there is no choice now. Duncan can only control this barely usable body to slowly explore forward in the deep corridor. He knows that with this temporary body state, I am afraid that any crisis will be helpless. I can only pray that this body can be used for a while.

The corridor was deep, damp and dark, but there seemed to be hidden ventilation holes. A slight airflow was flowing nearby. At intervals, you could see torches or oil lamps hanging on the wall. Existence proves that there are always people moving here.

After walking for a long distance along the corridor, Duncan suddenly found that the road ahead suddenly became clear, and man-made traces began to appear in his sight-he saw a fork at the end of the corridor, and the roads connecting the forks had flat walls. With the high semi-circular vault, the ground covered with bricks is dark and damp, and there are two water channels flowing along the two sides of the ground, and disgusting sewage flows in it.

On the walls on both sides of the road, you can also see openings that look like drains. Sewage flows out of some of the sewage outlets and is injected into the waterways below, flowing to a darker distance.

"…sewer?"

Duncan quickly realized that what he was looking at was obviously some kind of large-scale sewer system, and the place where many bodies were hidden before was like a natural cave structure just connected to the sewer.

Large-scale sewers, natural caves connected to the sewers, and hidden corpses.

Countless conjectures popped up in Duncan's mind in an instant, and while many conjectures popped up in his mind, he was also carefully observing the details of the "sewers" in front of him.

Massive and well-built, the main support appears to be a reinforced concrete structure, perhaps even enough to serve as some sort of underground shelter if necessary.

To be able to build something of this size, the city above the sewer is definitely not small, and various technologies must be developed to a certain height.

Technology cannot exist in isolation. Behind every project product must be the simultaneous support of countless related industries and technologies. Even if it is just a sewer, it can reveal to Duncan the construction, planning, materials, maintenance level, and all the details behind it. Corresponding concept of life of residents.

This is enough to allow Duncan, who is currently seriously lacking in intelligence, to obtain some valuable information from the civilized world.

Duncan walked forward along the sewer, and stopped abruptly after walking a short distance, and his eyes fell on the nearby wall.

There was a lamp inlaid on that wall—a glass-enclosed lamp, and a metal cage that looked rather sturdy.

Compared with the torches and oil lamps in the previous cave, the lamp inlaid on the wall is obviously brighter. Inside the frosted glass shell is a bright flame that is burning steadily, and its light is enough to illuminate a considerable distance in the sewer. .

Duncan leaned in and observed it carefully. For him now, everything outside of Homeless, especially the creations of modern civilization, had great attraction.

After observing for a long time, Duncan finally figured out what the light source in front of him was - it was a gas lamp.

But this gas lamp seemed to be different from what he had seen in the documents. In addition to the difference in style, the most obvious thing was that he saw a few slender symbols on the glass cover of the lamp housing.

The symbols seem to have been added at the beginning of the production of the lamp housing, and they are curved in a hieroglyph-like posture. Duncan did not recognize these symbols, but he immediately thought of the mechanical ship and Ellie. Those mysterious runes seen on Silk's "coffin".

Although the content is different, they all have a similar... "temperament".

It was something sacred, ritualistic.

Duncan stepped back a little, looking up further down the sewer and saw a gas lamp burning brightly at intervals on the wall.

As an underground facility that is rarely visited except for necessary maintenance, the lighting equipment in this sewer even seems a bit too much, and the shell of each gas lamp may have a similar mysterious "rune" ".

This gave Duncan a feeling as if these densely distributed gas lamps were actually fighting something in this unvisited dark underground—the "human civilization world" behind them was fighting something.

Duncan walked along the road lit by the gas lamp, his eyes simultaneously paying attention to any valuable clues that appeared on the surrounding walls, floors and vaults, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, something strange appeared.

He stopped at the position between the two gas lamps, which was considered to be the darker part of the sewer. He looked up diagonally and saw that on the high side of the wall, near the vault of the sewer, there was a dark Something is painted with red paint.

Duncan squinted his eyes, tried to distinguish for a long time, and finally saw the picture outlined by those rough lines - he saw a pair of hands reaching up to the sky, as if they were worshiping something, and in the direction surrounded by those hands, On the other hand, there is a sphere that emits a radiant light.

Beneath this image of worship and crowding is a line of crooked words. The strokes of the words are trembling, as if they contain strong fanaticism and anticipation. The letters above are not any kind of words on the earth, but Duncan naturally understands—

"The false sun will eventually fall, and the true sun **** will be resurrected from blood and fire! The vitality of all things belongs to the sun, and the order of all things belongs to the sun!"

Duncan stood quietly in the sewers, looking up at the junction area where the Nagas lights were the darkest, at the dark red graffiti, at the radiant sun that seemed to be soaked in blood, radiant and fanatical worship. .

As if looking at another world for a long time.

He watched like this for a long time, until a noise suddenly came from the depths of the sewers, and a few footsteps entered Duncan's ears.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, but saw several figures in burqas coming from the front. The heads and faces of those figures were shrouded in the shadow of the hood, appearing like gloomy ghosts in this dirty place. deep in the sewer.

Duncan didn't hide—in fact, there was almost no place to hide in this straight sewer, and his temporary body with limited mobility couldn't perform high-end operations such as "blind-spot movement", so after a brief thought, He simply stood carelessly in the middle of the sewer, staring calmly at the few hooded men who were walking from the front, who were very suspicious no matter how they looked.

Since this body can't run away, it is destined to be a one-time consumable, so it's better to change some information back at the end.

The next second, the hooded men who came out of the depths of the sewers noticed Duncan's existence.

(Mom!)