The door to the captain's cabin opened, and Duncan stepped into the room. The goat head who was taking over the navigation of the Lost Home immediately reacted and turned his head this way.
Duncan Abnomar, I answered ahead of time. Duncan said proactively before the guy spoke, then walked straight to the wine cabinet in the corner of the room, poured himself a small glass of strong liquor and drank it in one gulp.
The spicy and stimulating taste burned his nerves, and this powerful drink seemed to have a soothing effect. Duncan exhaled softly, feeling that his mood calmed down a little, and then he turned around and went to the navigation chart to wait and watch. The route above is continuously extending to the south.
The goat-headed head slowly turned with Duncan's footsteps, as if it was carefully observing the boat's every move. After a long time, it finally hesitated to break the silence.
Chuanchang... you don't seem to be in a good mood! Do you need me to tell you some funny jokes?
I'm better at Elf-style cold jokes. Many people think this race is unsmiling, but in fact they have a special sense of humor. For example, it has nothing to do with their mood, and I don't want to hear cold jokes.
Duncan waved his hand, but he knew that the goat head really wanted to help him adjust, so he didn't say much and just sat down quietly.
As if it was concentrating on studying the extended lines and navigation marks on the chart, its thoughts inevitably wandered away.
In the end, it still didn't get more answers in its single apartment!
The computer that was stuck in a weird state no longer responded to any subsequent questions entered by it, and remained as silent as ever, as if the picture of the moon that was suddenly loaded before was just an hallucination produced by it.
But even if there are no more answers, Duncan has realized that he has really touched that very crucial part. The moon of his home world appears in this weird and twisted world, even if it is just a model or a picture. , even a concept is enough to explain one thing.
The two worlds it once thought were isolated from each other are not as distinct as it imagined, but no one can share these worldly secrets with it, and no one can analyze this matter with it, including those who trust it unconditionally. Alice, including the loyal-looking goat head on the table.
Duncan exhaled softly, raised his gaze, and saw that the goat's head was still staring at him quietly, and the obsidian-inlaid eyeballs seemed to be filled with bottomless dark shadows.
"Chip, you can always trust your first mate," it said very seriously, "I understand, but not all problems can be helped by you." Duncan shook his head slightly, but this time, his expression A little gentler, you are more thoughtful, but let's still discuss this journey!
We are about to go to the elf city-state in the south. Do you know anything about the elf race?
I still remember them!
The goat head spoke immediately, as if he had already been brewing something in his mind, but he got stuck as soon as he finished speaking. He hesitated for a long time before continuing, ah, okay!
I don’t have much contact with them, but I know that the elves are a race with extremely high talents in mathematics and mechanics, as well as a very unique historical heritage and some weird beliefs and customs. However, compared to these, elves are more human. What is well known is their wonderful understanding of food... understanding of food!
Duncan frowned, this sentence seemed to have profound meaning!
The taste buds of elves are different from those of other races, so they always make drastic local modifications to the foreign diets spread to their city-states.
The goat head said rather tactfully, so I wanted to remind Miss Nina before, hoping that she would not have too high expectations for the sweet pancakes in Qingfeng Port!
Expectation, although the world said that Qingfeng Port brings together the special foods of various city-states in the civilized world, they did not say how the elves mixed those foods.
Dunkin', in a nutshell, Elf stuffs sweet pancakes with chili peppers and aged cheese that's fermented until it starts to bubble, resulting in a blend of soul-stirring flavours.
Although I personally think this is quite creative
, and at least it's more normal than honey pig intestines and hot and sour sheep's eye pie. Duncan listened expressionlessly for a long time before slowly speaking.
;It seems that Nina will be disappointed with the upcoming trip to the south! !
Lucretia sits on Taran! In Al's research room, he looked at the famous elf scholar across the table, quickly flipping through the mountain of information on the table, while expressionlessly stuffing the omelet into his mouth, and devouring it.
The amazing smell of the egg rolls constantly provokes the nerves of the sea witch.
It is a traditional elven convenience food. Its main ingredients are bread, eggs, fermented cheese and a kind of fungus called black finger mushroom. When fried, it tastes a bit like severely rotten wood, and it also tastes like... To Lucretia, the cured black finger mushrooms had a terrible taste and smell like an old rag.
It doesn't really count as food overall, but it's taran!
Master Al's favorite, not only because it suits the taste of elves, but also because it is convenient and hassle-free to eat.
A university student who is not afraid of sudden death can use it to prepare a meal in three minutes, which can satisfy his basic nutritional needs three times a day. The time saved can be devoted to endless research work and battles with doctors. Fight bravely.
Oh, I'll tell you when I find it. It must be here, Taran! Al finally put the last bite of the egg burrito into his mouth, and while trying to swallow it, he spoke indistinctly, and at the same time carefully pulled out some bound information from the crumbling hill. It swayed in its movements and was about to fall over, but finally regained its balance in a more dangerous position than before.
Here you go, Ms. Lucretia, the information you requested about the ancient kingdom of Crete and the visions...
If you came to me yesterday to ask for it, I would have found it right away, before I stuffed it into this mountain.
Lucretia reached out and took the volume of information. At the same time, she couldn't help but glance at the elf scholar opposite. In terms of age, Taran!
Al is in the golden age of an elf. He has just entered middle age. With a little care, he will undoubtedly become an elegant scholar who will charm thousands of girls. However, his work habits that are too sleepy and forgetful of food and sleep have completely destroyed it. all of these.
In most cases like now, the image of my elf master is huge bags and dark circles under the eyes, messy hair that is falling out every day. It used to be blond, but now the texture and color are closer to yellowed hay. , and an extremely bad expression.
Lucretia was worried more than once that this great scholar would die suddenly in front of her, but luckily or rather unbelievably, Taran!
Mr. Al is still alive and well today. I highly recommend that you pay attention to your health problems and develop some normal eating and living habits. The witch in the sea sighed and couldn't bear it while casually flipping through the information book in her hand. He said, even if it is to have a longer life for research, you should pay attention to your body.
I'm paying attention! Taran!
Al said casually, but then made corrections rigorously. I mean, at least pay more attention than before. Once there are special standards in special times, Ms. Lucretia, you should know that the fragments that fell off Vision 001 have a negative impact on civilization. What it means to the world, we must figure out its secrets, and the sooner the better.
But now it is obvious that we have reached a bottleneck. Before a new breakthrough appears, your sleepless nights and food are more like useless efforts. Lucretia raised her eyelids, unless we can find a person from the ancient kingdom of Crete, or find a person. This is an eye-catching book that directly explains the birth process of the vision. Otherwise, I still recommend that you rest for a few days.
Taran Elle waved his hand a little irritably, as if he wanted to say something in defense, but could not find any reason to refute it. However, after a few seconds of irritated silence, he suddenly thought of something again, and raised his head with a hint of embarrassment. He said hesitantly, Lucretia is a female, as far as I know!
Your father is coming.
And it’s for the falling object!
Yes...it heard it!
They set off immediately after the incident about the extraterrestrial objects. They seemed to take this matter very seriously. Lucretia said with an awkward expression on her face. I was completely unprepared for this. In fact, I am not mentally prepared yet. , but why did you suddenly mention this!
After your father learned about the falling object, he immediately set out to come. Obviously it knew something about the situation.
, Lady Lucretia, what do you think!
!
Could it be the breakthrough! Maybe it knows what the stone ball in the center of the glowing gas is, or maybe it knows the specific connection between the ancient kingdom of Crete and Vision 001, or even Taran! Master Al and Lucretia interrupted the elf scholar. What might you have misunderstood?
My father was a brilliant explorer, and it was probably just that!
The object itself...and don't forget, it spent a century in the warp!
Even though my brother Chang and I are extremely cautious when in contact with our father, your attitude is too optimistic and bold at the moment.
Taran! Al laughed, ah... Then which behavior do you think has a higher mortality rate, an unhealthy lifestyle or a bold contact with your father?
The corners of Lucretia's eyes trembled, and she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something. However, at this moment, a burst of noise and exclamations suddenly came from the window, interrupting what he wanted to say. Sun, sun went out.
