Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 187 The Souvenirs from the City-State
On the first floor of the antique shop, Nina sat anxiously on the chair next to the counter, and from time to time she got up to look outside the window, and all she could see was the empty street under the street lights, and then went to check the door to make sure it was still closed.

Several times she had the urge to go out to take a look, but she stopped before she put her hand on the doorknob, recalling in her mind her uncle's order before he hurried out—don't leave this door, stay at home until he comes back .

"Uncle, it's true... you still have to go out after nightfall, there is a curfew..." Nina sat back behind the counter again, muttering alone, "If the guards who watch the night find out Detention again, and it's so dangerous..."

I don't know how many times she muttered this.

Then, she finally heard some movement at the door, the sudden sound of footsteps, followed by the sound of turning the door lock——

Nina suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of the door, and saw that the door was pushed open, and the bell hanging on the door rang crisply and sweetly, and the familiar figure finally appeared in her field of vision.

"Nina, I'm back." Duncan looked at the girl who was walking quickly from the counter, with a smile on his face, "Look, it's not too late."

Nina rushed over in three or two steps, hitting her head on Duncan's chest, followed by a series of complaints: "It's not too late! What time is it now! It's dangerous to go out during the curfew, and you can't Don't tell me what you want to do, just let me wait at home..."

Nina's babbling complaints were like a storm on the sea, and they blew continuously, but suddenly, she noticed a small figure hiding behind Duncan, and her complaints stopped immediately.

Shirley, who was carrying a small suitcase, came out from behind Duncan with her head lowered, and waved to Nina cautiously and nervously: "Nina...and me."

Duncan turned around and closed the door of the store to prevent troublemakers from noticing the situation here, while Nina widened her eyes after seeing Shirley clearly: "Shirley?! You...why are you here? , and with uncle... wait, there's a lot of blood on you!"

"Ah, don't worry, don't worry," Shirley hurriedly waved her hands. Even though the back injury hadn't completely healed, she still tried her best to smile brightly in front of the other party as before, "I have a little problem, I'm sorry I'm going..."

"This is not a small problem!" Nina hurriedly took the small suitcase in Xue Li's hand, then quickly checked the blood on Xue Li's body, and quickly noticed the damaged position on Xue Li's clothes, she was shocked , "You...you have suffered multiple injuries, you must find a doctor quickly! You..."

"I'm really fine, hey, calm down!" Shirley quickly grabbed Nina's hand, her face full of helplessness, "Have you forgotten, I'm not an ordinary person..."

Nina opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but suddenly she heard Duncan coughing beside her.

"Ahem," Duncan interrupted the increasingly chaotic communication between the two girls, and his eyes fell on Nina, "Don't ask so many questions, you don't have to worry about Shirley's injury—you can take her up to take a bath first. I will explain the specific situation later.”

Nina's eyes flicked between Xue Li and Duncan, and she agreed in a daze, while Xue Li rubbed her belly, a little embarrassed: "Um... is there anything to eat... I want to eat something first... "

Perhaps it was too much wear and tear in the process of recovering from the injury, and now she only feels hungry - in comparison, the pain on her body is not so urgent.

"Ah, yes!" Nina was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized, "It just so happened that I made a meal for one more person tonight...I'll heat it up for you!"

Nina quickly ran up the stairs, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Shirley stayed behind a little dazed, she looked around, and saw the familiar store on the first floor, with shelves full of fake antiques , a dirty window, and Mr. Duncan who was standing beside him with a half-smile.

After being stunned for several seconds, she muttered softly: "I'm back again..."

"Yes, you're back again," Duncan smiled, stooped to pick up Shirley's small suitcase, and walked forward, "We'd better discuss how to explain your injuries now, by the way Think of a reasonable reason for you to stay here for a long time—but I don’t think you need to bother with this reason, Nina should be very happy to see you stay.”

Shirley stared blankly at the back, and suddenly realized that she hurriedly followed Duncan in three or two steps, and said quickly while reaching for her suitcase, "I can do it myself! I..."

Duncan smiled and shook his head, looking up to the front.

The pale and cold brilliance of the creation of the world shone on the boundless sea, the soft undulating waves reflected fine scales, and the cool sea breeze at night blew across the deck, blowing the hem of the captain's uniform.

Standing on the deck of the Lost Home, Duncan looked at the three "final missionaries" who still hadn't recovered their consciousness, but their bodies were gradually returning to their human form.

It turns out that these crooked guys can become normal people?

The sound of footsteps came from not far away. Duncan looked back and saw Alice's long silver-white hair blowing up in the night wind—a Gothic doll in a long skirt ran over in the night. He yelled happily: "Captain, Captain, I just heard from Mr. Goathead that you delivered something to the deck again? You bought it from the human city-state again..."

Alice stopped in astonishment in the middle of her yelling, and the puppet who ran out to watch the excitement stopped beside the captain, looking at the three "humanoid creatures" lying on the deck in confusion.

After being stunned for a while, the puppet turned to look at Duncan blankly: "Captain...is this also a local product of the human city-state?"

"...well," Duncan thought for a while, "Anyway, I haven't seen it in other places, and it just pops up in the city-state."

Alice oh in a daze, then raised her hand to scratch her hair again, feeling itchy in her head—as if she was about to grow a brain, but it didn't.

"Look... it should be a human, right?" the puppet muttered, "Captain, what are you doing with three of these things? You probably didn't buy them, did you?"

"I didn't buy it, I picked it up on the road." Duncan casually dealt with this doll with a fragmented mind, and at the same time paid attention to the three "subspace believers" who had almost completely recovered their human forms. He noticed that one of them already had It was a sign of waking up, and I was relieved in my heart.

It seems that Ai's teleportation process is as reliable as ever, and these cultists are still alive and well, and they can even wake up.

So... Is it okay to let Ai transport ordinary people on board in the future?

Duncan thought about it, and his mood gradually became better.

He has always wanted to find some cultists to act as "experimental subjects" to test Ai's ultra-long-distance teleportation ability, the special environment on the Lost Home, and Alice's guillotine power, but he never found a chance.

The Sun Cultists in the city-state were almost completely caught by the Deep Sea Church, and now they are all stuffed in churches everywhere, while the idle cultists are fleeing and hiding, and they have been searching for a long time. Thoughts in this regard, but did not expect to encounter such a situation tonight.

A few ultimate missionaries who worshiped the subspace appeared out of nowhere.

What else can Duncan say?He can only thank nature for its gift...

And while he was thinking about it, the "Gifts of Nature" on the deck finally woke up gradually.

One of the final missionaries suddenly twitched his body, and a hoarse and low grunt came from his throat. Immediately afterwards, his skinny arms suddenly supported his body. The worshiper of the warp sat up, stunned. looking at the unfamiliar surroundings.

The gentle waves and the cold sea breeze stimulated his nerves alienated by the influence of the subspace, and a gentle and deep voice came from the side: "You are awake."

"Here..." The cultist slowly turned his head, and the figures of Duncan and Alice were reflected in his cloudy pupils. His brain was running slowly, and it took several seconds for him to recover his ability to think. The next second, he finally Huo Ran got up, faced Duncan with hostility, and took half a step back, "Who are you?!"

"Oh, that's right, you haven't seen me," Duncan laughed, and said in a low voice while watching the other two dying missionaries wake up slowly, "Welcome to the Lost Country—you can Call me Captain Duncan."

"...The Lost Homeland?!" The first cultist who woke up froze for a moment. He obviously knew the name, and after a short moment of astonishment, his eyes widened. Returning ghost ship?!"

"Yes, it seems that you understand the situation, then our communication will be simple," Duncan nodded, "First of all, I have some questions..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the cultist on the opposite side suddenly raised his hands high. A kind of ecstasy seemed to fill the madman's mind, causing him to shout loudly: "O subspace! You finally asked me Wait until the door is opened! Eternal life in the apocalypse! Redemption in disaster! All annihilation, all recovery! The promised ark has come... The promised ark has come!"

Duncan couldn't continue with what he said later——

What's wrong with this cultist's mind? !

(End of this chapter)