Climbing the rope ladder, Lawrence gradually climbed up the dark-colored hull of the Black Oak, which seemed to have been roasted by something, and came to the deck of the ship.
As soon as he landed, he bent down, put his hands on his knees, and took several breaths to catch his breath - which made him couldn't help but shake his head with a self-deprecating smile.
I am really old, and I have reached the point where I have to stop and rest when I climb a rope ladder. If it were in the past...
Another sound of footsteps hitting the ground came from behind. Lawrence put away his irrelevant thoughts and turned around to see Anomaly 077 climbing up with him - this terrifying mummy stood cautiously on the edge of the ship's side, looking honest and honest. look.
It, or rather he - was really cooperative along the way, and it was indeed a bit weird that a terrifying high-level anomaly could be so honest, but when I thought about this mummy, I thought that this mummy was my only "companion" in this exploration. , Lawrence calmed down the strange feeling in his heart and made his expression serious.
"Is the boat fixed?" He looked at Anomaly 077, dealing with this special "sailor" just like he usually talked with his sailors.
"It's fixed," the mummy nodded immediately and said in a hoarse voice. Then he raised his head again and quickly looked around, with a slight hesitation in his tone. "...There doesn't seem to be anyone up here, Captain."
"I'm not blind." Lawrence said calmly, while looking at the situation on the deck.
After stepping onto the deck of the Black Oak, the strange dense fog and shadow texture around him still existed, but there was no sign of getting further thickened. Between the floating fog, he could vaguely see the scene on the ship clearly.
Everything is as I remembered. The facilities on the Black Oak are roughly the same as those on the White Oak, except that they have a texture that seems to have been abandoned for many years. The paint on the railings has been mottled and peeled off, and some places on the deck can be seen. It is deformed and warped, and the surface of the superstructure in the distance can still be seen covered with rust-like stains.
Except for the weird fog, the ship felt like a neglected "version" of another White Oak that had been abandoned and drifted at sea for many years.
And just as Anomaly 077 said, no one could be seen on this ship.
"There is no one on the ship, so who threw down the rope ladder just now?" Anomaly 077 muttered, "And when you ordered the ship to signal, it responded with lights - the ones who responded to the signal at that time were all Who is it again?"
"As an anomaly, your thinking is quite organized." Lawrence couldn't help but look back at the "sailor" with a rather surprised tone. "But you don't think it's very difficult to use logic to think about a ghost ship?" Is it strange?"
Anomaly 077 shrugged and remained silent.
But Lawrence did not give this mummy a chance to be silent - he brought this mummy to the Black Oak not just to avoid the danger caused by this guy staying on the White Oak, but to make him somewhat useful.
"Will your abilities take effect on this ship?" Lawrence stared into Anomaly 077's eyes, "Can you control this ship?"
"You want me to take over, it?" Anomaly 077 was suddenly surprised.
"You can't take it away - but I want you to confirm whether your ability can be produced here.
"Effect," Lawrence said with a serious face, "feel what kind of condition this ship is in."
Anomaly 077-Sailor, the greatest ability of this anomaly is to control and take over things with the concept of "ship". In other words, this anomaly actually has a perception and influence on the "ship" that far exceeds human understanding. Ability, then... in the eyes of "Sailor", will this Black Oak show something "special"?
Starting from this idea, maybe Anomaly 077 can help you uncover the truth here.
The mummy obeyed the order. He stood on the deck, opened his hands, and closed his eyes slightly as if to feel the direction of the mist. Not far next to him, Lawrence looked at the familiar people on the deck with somewhat complicated eyes. thing.
The Black Oak... He was standing on this ship now. No matter how many times he dreamed back to the past, he could not forget the scenes on this ship. No matter how many times he set sail, he always held the paranoid idea of finding this ship. ——But at this moment, standing here, he had to repeatedly question everything, question his own judgment, question his own perception, and even question the existence of this ship.
Because the appearance of the Black Oak was too suspicious and weird, and the state it was in at the moment was absolutely abnormal. Although he was emotionally unwilling to admit it, his reason told him... this was probably not what he was looking for at all. That ship "Black Oak".
This is just a "phenomenon" created by some kind of out-of-control supernatural phenomenon.
Lawrence had a lot of thoughts in his mind. It wasn't until the "sailor" next to him suddenly opened his eyes and made a confused sound that his messy thoughts finally stopped.
"What's going on?" Lawrence asked immediately. "I...don't know how to explain..." The sailor lowered his head in astonishment and stared at the deck where he stood. "Captain, I...I can't feel the existence of this ship..."
"What do you mean?! You can't feel the existence of this ship?" Lawrence's eyes widened instantly. He thought that the power of "Sailor" might not be enough to control this weird ghost ship, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly give it to him. The answer was, “So where are we standing now?”
"So I don't know how to explain it..." The sailor seemed to be startled by Lawrence's expression, but he continued bravely, "We are standing here. There is no doubt that it exists, but in my In perception, it actually does not exist, at least... at least it is not here..."
Lawrence frowned. He knew that the mummy in front of him probably wasn't lying to him. This was what the other person really thought at the moment, but... this didn't do anything to alleviate the doubts in his heart.
After a brief pause, he took a breath, held a lantern in one hand, and turned his head to look in a certain direction at the end of the deck.
The soft yellow light emitted by the lantern floats in the mist, as if guiding an invisible path.
"Captain, where are we going?"
"The bridge," Lawrence said calmly, "the captain should be on the bridge."
Before he finished speaking, he had already taken steps towards the direction illuminated by the light. "Sailor" was stunned for a moment before he quickly followed. While walking with a slight stagger, he curiously said: "You mean..." The captain of this ship? Do you know the captain of this ship?"
Lawrence paused for a moment, then walked forward: "I know him, very familiar."
The sailor said oh, and then fell silent again.
A moment later, Lawrence had arrived at the door leading to the bridge.
The red metal door opened slightly in front of him, as if inviting him to enter.
"You go and open the door."
Lawrence held a lantern in one hand, pulled out a revolver from his waist with the other hand, and motioned with his eyes to the mummy beside him to come forward.
"Oh... ok."
The mummy sighed quite humanely, stepped forward and grabbed the handle of the door, and pushed the door open without seeing how hard he used it.
Lawrence looked inside.
The bridge was empty, no one could be seen, only thin mist floated between the chairs and control equipment, and on the bridge at the front of the bridge, the uncontrolled steering wheel was swaying slightly from side to side, as if Fine-tuning the course.
"There's no one here either." The mummy muttered beside him.
"I'm not blind." Lawrence said and walked into the bridge.
He raised the lantern and used the light to disperse the surrounding darkness. He glanced at the mottled and old equipment and seats, and then slowly came to the helm.
The captain should stand here.
But there is no sign of the captain here.
Lawrence stood quietly for a while, and he didn't know whether he was disappointed or relaxed and sighed: "Oh, you are not here as expected."
"No, I'm here."
A slightly cold female voice came from the side
Passed over.
Lawrence was suddenly excited, and even the faint green flames that could not be extinguished on his body suddenly shot up several inches. The next second he suddenly looked in the direction of the sound——
Wearing a captain's uniform, with slightly curly hair hanging down her head, the female adventurer who still looked young was standing there with her hands folded on her chest, looking at this side with a calm expression and helplessness.
"Ah, a woman showed up," Anomaly 077 said in shock, and then he seemed to have a reaction and glanced at Lawrence quickly, "Captain, do I need to keep quiet?"
Lawrence glanced at the mummy and said, "That's right, Quiet."
"Yes, Captain."
Although this interruption by Anomaly 077 was untimely, it more or less diluted the awkward and stiff atmosphere just now. Lawrence took the opportunity to try to calm down, and then quickly thought about how to speak - what should be the first sentence?
In the past days, he had talked with "Martha" countless times. In hallucinations, they had been together for many, many years. But at this moment, Lawrence suddenly realized that he was stuck - he could not act like He always interacted with Martha naturally when he was in hallucinations.
And it was this moment of being stuck that made him suddenly realize something.
The Martha in front of him... was an "individual" that had nothing to do with his subconscious and was acting independently!
