Chapter 59 This door leads to the Lost Homes

Duncan and Alice stood at the end of the stairs leading to the bilge, and what they saw was a strange and terrifying scene-the bottom of the entire Homeless was in a state of shattering, and outside the shattered cabin, it was clear that the air was filled with air. Some kind of nothingness with an endless dim gleam.

Is this the real “bilge structure” of the Homeless? So what’s outside this broken cabin?

Could such a sight exist beneath the sea level of the Infinity Sea?

Duncan took two cautious steps forward to the broken cabin. He stepped on the largest piece of wood and looked back in the direction he came from.

The “last door” still stood silently in place, fixed on a piece of floating wooden board, behind the door was a dark staircase, sloping to the top – but around the door, there was no wall that should exist , only an open space.

This door is floating in this space alone.

Duncan cautiously walked around behind the door and found nothing behind it. Through the open door, he could directly see the broken state of the cabin on the opposite side.

“Captain…” Alice’s nervous voice came over. The puppet looked around in fear, and finally looked at Duncan, “This… this is normal, right?”

In fact, Duncan’s heart is worse than this puppet. After all, the latter can blindly trust the captain. Where can he, the “captain”, find confidence at this time? However, looking at Alice’s nervous appearance, and thinking of the “crew rules” that Goathead had said, Duncan forcibly controlled his unease and maintained his usual serious and calm appearance.

“Don’t worry,” he said sternly, “Homeless is a ship you can’t imagine.”

“Indeed, it’s really unimaginable…” Alice exclaimed in admiration. Duncan’s calm performance obviously made her feel a little more at ease. She began to curiously look at the broken hulls and the chaotic light and shadow outside the hull, “Captain, this outside… Doesn’t it look like there is water?”

Duncan thought for a while, and suddenly looked at Alice curiously: “Do you think this is below the surface of the boundless sea?”

Alice was taken aback: “Ah? Why did you ask me?”

Duncan looked sullen: “Because you have experience.”

“That was not thrown by you…” Alice said subconsciously, but she quickly swallowed back halfway, and began to answer honestly, “I don’t think… the sea must be full of water, no matter how wrong the boundless sea is, There must be water below the sea level, but it looks like…like…”

“A void filled with chaotic light currents,” Duncan shook his head and walked slowly forward. He came to the edge of the wooden shards under his feet, and looked down at the flowing light and shadows outside the cabin, “The bottom of the Homeless…and Not in the boundless sea.”

Alice was taken aback: “Ah? Where is this?”

Duncan didn’t speak, looking inscrutable—actually because he didn’t know either.

But he still has a guess about Momo Lake: Perhaps, the ship is actually sailing in several different dimensions at the same time? ! On the surface, the Homeless is sailing on the boundless seas of the real world, but in fact different parts of the ship belong to different dimensions! ?

This also explains why the further you go to the depths of the Lost Homes, the more eerie and gloomy the surrounding cabins appear. Perhaps the eerie and gloomy cabin itself is not at all…

So if the dark and chaotic space outside this cabin is not the boundless sea, what is it? It doesn’t look like the spirit world, and it doesn’t look like the dark space you see when you perform the spirit world shuttle… Could it be a “deeper” place? Quiet? subspace?

With countless guesses and assumptions in his heart, Duncan slowly stretched out his hand and drew out the pirate sword from his waist. Then, holding the lantern in one hand and the long sword in the other, he slowly reached out to the edge of the fragment under his feet—he was very much at the moment. Be cautious, even though the gap between these fragments seems to be able to jump through in one step, he did not step rashly, but first used a long sword to test it.

God knows if something will pop out of these cracks, swallowing anyone who jumps over it rashly.

The next second, he opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

He saw that the tip of the long sword disappeared, and at the edge of the fragment opposite the crack, a sword tip suddenly emerged.

Duncan frowned, tested in a different direction, and the same thing happened again.

He finally understood slowly.

These seemingly cracked areas are actually spatially continuous! The seemingly fragmented bilge structure is actually still intact!

He straightened up, looked around at the cracks and the light and shadows flowing outside the cracks, and realized something in his heart: these “fractures” were only an optical result, but they did not affect the continuity of space, the hull of the Lost It didn’t break here, but for some reason the “picture” from the outside of the hull appeared inside the hull.

But what causes this? Is it spatial overlap? Or is it a wrong projection of higher dimensions to lower dimensions?

Duncan subconsciously mobilized all the reliable or unreliable knowledge in his mind, trying to explain the strange phenomenon here, while Alice on the side watched the captain do some strange actions on the edge of the crack with a puzzled face, and used the lantern to go around Taking photos, I used a long sword to poke around for a while. After watching it for a long time, I finally couldn’t help but say, “Captain…Are you using a special appeasement ceremony to… appease the cabin?”

Duncan silently put away the long sword with his back to Alice, biting his head: “…Yes.”

“Oh! It’s amazing!” Alice’s eyes suddenly lit up, “Then do you want to perform a comforting ceremony for all the fragments here?”

“…That’s enough,” Duncan continued with a stern face, and then quickly diverted her attention before the curious puppet continued to speak, “Let’s move on.”

As he spoke, he took a cautious step forward with a lantern in hand – when he took this step, he almost tensed the muscles and nerves of his whole body, ready to be prepared for any accident when he crossed the crack, but in the end nothing happened. did not happen.

Just like the test with the long sword before, he directly “jumped” the process of crossing the crack, just like walking in a normal cabin, and walked directly to the opposite debris.

Alice watched in amazement as the captain walked ahead, walking freely as if ignoring the crack under her feet, and followed suit, but she was still nervous when crossing the crack, and finally couldn’t help speeding up and jumping forward. …

Then, of course, he slammed into Duncan in front of him.

Duncan felt the wind suddenly pick up behind him, and then something hit his back firmly, and suddenly turned around subconsciously and raised his hand—

The next second, he stared blankly at the headless puppet who was scrambling around behind him, while Alice’s head rolled and stuttered a dozen meters away: “Yes… Right… Right…”

“You wait here, I’ll pick it up for you,” Duncan sighed, thinking in his heart why he brought this waste doll down, and quickly caught up with Alice’s head that was rolling away. , picked it up with ease, “Would you consider putting a screw on your neck…”

Alice’s head didn’t seem to hear Duncan’s complaints in the second half of the sentence. She just opened her eyes suddenly and looked in a certain direction next to her: “That…that…there is…a fan…”

Duncan frowned and turned his head to look in the direction Alice’s head desperately indicated with her eyes.

A lacquered wooden door stood silently on the debris at the end.

A door… There is actually a door, and there is still a door!

When he saw the notice on the door at the end of the stairs, Duncan wondered if this classic situation would happen, but when he saw that there was an extra door in the “bilge space”, he couldn’t bear it. Live a jump!

At this time, Alice’s body also stumbled over, and Duncan looked at the door while returning the doll’s head to her: “Is there such a door over there just now?”

Alice put her head back on her neck with a “Boer”, and glanced over while moving her cervical vertebrae: “It doesn’t seem to be there, it only appeared after we walked over.”

Duncan hummed noncommittally and walked cautiously towards the door with the lantern in his hand.

In fact, in this weird cabin, he no longer needs the lighting of the lantern. Although the chaotic shimmer that penetrated from the cracks is dim, it is enough to maintain the basic brightness of the entire space, but he still maintains his hands. lanterns—this is a necessary caution.

Although Goathead hadn’t reminded him of this, Duncan had decided that as long as he was still in the cabin below the waterline, he would never turn off the light.

The new door looked unremarkable, with a dark panel not much different from the previous “last door” at the end of the stairs, and similar in style and material to the doors used in most cabins on the Lost Country.

Duncan looked up, and above the frame of the door, he saw a line of letters that seemed to be cast in copper juice:

“This door leads to the Lost Homes”.