MTL - Deep Sea Embers-Chapter 25 communication is difficult

The pigeon tilted its head, probably feeling that Duncan didn't hear clearly, and quickly repeated it again, in a louder voice than before: "Ai Yin!"

Duncan finally understood what the bird meant: "You mean, your name is Ai Yin?"

The pigeon nodded proudly and paced back and forth on the desk: "Cuckoo!"

Duncan couldn't help rubbing his brows. He always felt that it was weirder to communicate with the bird than with the goat's head, and this was mainly because of the elusive language style of the pigeon: "Do you know how you were born? Or... how did you get here?"

The pigeon thought for a while, and both eyes looked at different directions at the same time: "Oh, the page is gone, try refreshing it?"

Duncan: "…"

He found himself completely unable to understand what was going on in the bird's head, and he wasn't even sure if the sentences it suddenly popped up were related to the current topic.

But he was absolutely certain that the bird was thinking, and was communicating with himself very... seriously.

It's just that it clearly has its own understanding of "communication".

Duncan had a few more conversations with the pigeon who called himself "Ai Yin". The result was that their conversations always maintained a frequency like parallel lines. , to say it is irrelevant, this pigeon answers every question...and occasionally there is a sentence or two that seems to answer Duncan's question.

There was not much progress in the exchange to the end, Duncan could only frown and mutter: "What kind of evil thing is this..."

He thinks it will take him a long time to establish normal communication with the bird, a process that may even be more difficult than the cacophony of the goat's head.

The pigeon squatted on the table opposite him, blinking innocently, occasionally asking for V it 50.

Duncan didn't pay attention to what the bird was saying, but rubbed his fingers lightly, watching the green flames on his fingertips jumping in the air, at least he was sure of one thing - the brass compass had melted with the pigeon in front of him. As one, but in essence, it is still an "abnormal object" that can be manipulated by oneself.

The faint green fire of the spiritual body rose up, and green flames rose almost simultaneously between the feathers of the pigeon "Ai Yin". Under the shell, the slightly illusory hands are gradually stabilizing with Duncan's will, and the dial depicting many mysterious symbols is gradually filled with flames.

Ai Yin didn't react the whole time, just bathed in the fire of this spirit quite naturally, as if waiting for Duncan's order.

Before the brass compass was fully activated, Duncan took the initiative to disperse the flame.

During the test, Duncan silently summed up in his heart:

"The compass can still be used... It's just that there is a weird 'medium', and it's not certain what effect this pigeon will have for the time being, maybe it's some kind of help...

"It's not clear what the compass is at the moment, and it's best not to do a second 'shuttle' until you're ready... Next time you test, keep an eye on the compass and the pigeons for any changes.

"There is a connection between the dove and me, and this connection will become more obvious when the fire of the spiritual body is stimulated, and even to a certain extent, you can directly control where the dove appears... But the control can only go so far. step…

"'Ai Yin' obviously has its own will and will act according to its own thoughts, and the instructions given to it may not always be executed, which is different from other 'items' on the Lost Homes.

"It can speak, has a certain ability to think, and can judge problems independently... Compared with ordinary anomalies, the nature of this pigeon seems to be closer to the head of a goat..."

Duncan summed up some currently known information in his heart, and finally, his eyes finally fell on the obsidian knife.

The blade is like a dry and twisted finger, and the blade is black and reflective.

This is exactly what the black-robed priest who wore the golden sun mask and presided over the evil sacrifice ceremony in the sewer assembly hall once held. From the point of view of use, this should be a "ceremonial blade".

Duncan arrived at the meeting place suspected to be located underground in the "Pland City-state" by means of spiritual projection. When he returned, he also returned spiritually. He thought that this process should be completely spiritual or soul level, but now this ritual knife is not. Really put it in front of you.

After some thought, Duncan reached out and picked up the knife.

The cold and hard touch is real, this is a real object.

Duncan released a little bit of spiritual fire again, causing the flames to wrap around the blade, and judging from the empty feedback, the extraordinary power contained in this ritual knife had indeed dissipated.

As he judged at the sacrifice site before, this thing is not a real "abnormal object", but should be an extension product of some extraordinary power, or a temporary object "infused" by artificial means.

Although Duncan didn't know what the system of "abnormal objects" in this world was, he guessed that this pocket knife should not be considered a rare item, at least... it looked like it was mass-produced.

"Is this what you brought back?" He raised his head, looked at Ai Yin who was resting on the table, and raised the obsidian knife in his hand, "And is it for me?"

The pigeon stared straight at Duncan with its little red eyes, motionless and unresponsive to questions.

Duncan: "...?"

He asked again, and the pigeon remained motionless, as though suddenly transformed into a lifeless statue.

The sudden abnormal change made Duncan frown slightly, but just when he was about to stimulate Ai Yin with the flame of the spirit body to see if he could forcibly wake him up, the bird came to life again, and it jumped in place. After a few moments, he shouted loudly: "Take this solar tomahawk, take this solar tomahawk, take this..."

"Okay, I understand, you don't have to answer every question I just asked," Duncan waved his hand quickly, and while forcing the pigeon to quiet down, he organized the language, "Then you know how you Did you bring this knife? Or, you can carry the 'object' for shuttle, is that so?"

The pigeon pondered for a while, then lowered his head and pecked at Duncan's finger: "The whole show is full, and every item is free."

Duncan: "I... just pretend to understand."

He sighed, feeling that he had reached the limit of his communication with this bird.

Then he stood up from the desk and looked in the direction of the chart room.

Goathead and Alice were still outside, and the warm and friendly exchange continued.

Miss Doll hasn't made a sound for a long time, and Goat Head has just started to tell the seventeenth way of kelp stew.

Duncan felt compelled to rescue his only (and turned out to be the most normal) crew member.

On the other hand, he stayed in the dormitory for too long, and there were some unusual movements in the middle. He felt that he had to go out and show his face to reassure the goat head.

But before leaving, he still glanced hesitantly at Ai Yin who was running around on the table.

Do you want to take this pigeon out too? How would you explain if you took it out?

Duncan hesitated for only two seconds, then decisively grabbed the pigeon and placed it on his shoulder.

He is going to be active on the Lost Lands for a long time, and this pigeon will definitely follow him for a long time in the foreseeable future. It is not known what living habits this bird has, but as a person with thinking ability and communication ability." anomalous", it's probably hard to hide somewhere like a dead thing.

There is an extra "crew" on the ship, which is something that cannot be hidden. If it is hidden now, once it is exposed in the future, it will greatly damage the image of "Captain Duncan".

So he might as well take this pigeon out and say it's his new "trophy" - he doesn't need to explain anything to the goat head, and the captain doesn't need to explain it to the first officer.

The mate will figure it out himself.

As for the weird words that this pigeon pops up from time to time (which must be incomprehensible to the locals in this world)...that doesn't need to be explained.

Just let Goathead and Alice figure out their own way.

With the fat pigeon on his shoulders, Duncan got up and straightened his posture, and walked calmly towards the chart room.

The pigeon raised its chest proudly and shouted as if to announce: "Authentic and good herbal tea, authentic and good voice, welcome to watch by..."