This is not the first time that Zhou Ming has passed through this door and come to the "opposite side".

Since a few days ago, Zhou Ming woke up to find that he was trapped in his room by some kind of "vision", and a strange thick fog obscured the whole world, he found this strange place "opposite" the gate.

After all, that door was now the only exit from his "room".

He still remembers the dazed and helpless when he first pushed open the door and saw the deck outside, and he also remembers the shock and panic when he first looked down and saw that he had changed his body, but after that, in order to seek an opportunity to break through the predicament, he had the courage to make several successful explorations on "this side", and now although he still didn't figure out what was going on with him, and he didn't figure out what the strange ship that appeared "outside the door" was, but at least, he had some experience, And there is some initial understanding of the ship.

Like the previous times, Zhou Ming used the shortest possible time to force himself to get rid of the dizziness caused by passing through the gate, and then confirmed the condition of this body for the first time, he checked the short gun in his hand, compared all the details with memory, and finally confirmed that the items he was carrying were the same as the last time he left the deck.

“…… It seems that every time you walk through this door, your body will 'switch seamlessly'...... It would be nice to have a camera on this side of the deck to see if the body would change when you push open the door to the captain's room and return to your apartment......

"It's a pity that the items from the two 'worlds' can't pass through the gate, and there's no way to bring the camera......

"But the phone I kept in my apartment recorded the scene of passing through the gate from that side, and I did walk through the black fog myself...... So it's true that the body 'transforms' into this way when it passes through the black fog? ”

Zhou Ming muttered, he knew that the way he stood on the deck and talked to himself might seem a little funny to outsiders, but he had to make some noise, on this strange ghost ship that was empty and uninhabited...... He needed a little proof that he was "alive".

A salty sea breeze blew across the deck, blowing the black and blue captain's suit of unknown material on his body, Zhou Ming sighed softly, but he didn't walk in the direction of the deck, but turned to look at the door behind him.

He put his hand on the doorknob.

Turning the handle and pushing the door open, he sees a grayish-black fog through which he returns to the bachelor apartment where he has lived for many years.

With a force in his hand, he pulled the door open.

The slightly heavy oak door creaked, and inside the door was a slightly dimly lit cabin, in the dim light you could see the elaborate tapestries hanging from the walls, the shelves with many ornaments, and a large nautical table in the center of the room, and a small door in the deepest part of the room, in front of which a burgundy carpet was spread.

Push the door open and you'll be back in your bachelor's apartment, and when you pull the door open, you'll find the captain's quarters, which are apparently the "normal amenities" on the ship.

Zhou Ming stepped into the captain's room, and when he passed by the door, he habitually looked to the left - a one-person high mirror was fixed on the wall next to him, and in the mirror, "Zhou Ming" was clearly reflected in what he looked like now.

It was a tall man, with thick black hair, a majestic short beard, and deep-set eye sockets, as if he had an aura of not being angry and arrogant just by his appearance, he looked as if he was over forty years old, but his heroic appearance and oppressive eyes seemed to blur this sense of age, and the well-made captain's uniform showed the special identity of the person in the mirror.

Zhou Ming moved his neck and grimaced at the mirror - he felt that he was an easy-going and friendly person, and the image in the mirror really didn't match his temperament, but he quickly gave up on the attempt, because he felt that instead of appearing friendly, he felt that instead of appearing friendly, he felt that he had changed from a majestic captain to a psychopathic serial killer......

While Zhou Ming was making these movements, a slight clicking sound came from the direction of the sailing table, and he looked in the direction where the sound came from without surprise, and saw that a wooden goat-headed statue placed on the table was turning its face towards him a little - the inanimate wooden block seemed to come to life at this moment, and the pair of obsidian eyes embedded in the wooden face were looking faintly at this side.

The panicked memories of the first time he saw this strange scene flashed through his mind, but Zhou Ming only curled the corners of his mouth, he walked towards the sailing table, the wooden goat's head on the table also turned its neck a little bit, and a hoarse and gloomy voice came out of its wooden cavity: "Name? ”

"Duncan," Zhou Ming said calmly, "Duncan Abnomar." ”

The voice of the wooden goat's head instantly changed from hoarse and gloomy to warm and friendly: "Good morning, Your Excellency, it is nice to see that you remember your name - how are you feeling today?" How are you doing today? Did you sleep well last night? Hope you had a good dream. And today is a good day to set sail, the sea is calm, the wind is suitable, cool and comfortable, and there is no annoying navy and noisy crew, you know a noisy crew, your Excellency, Captain......"

"You're loud enough," Although it wasn't the first time he had dealt with this weird goat's head, Zhou Ming still felt a tremor in his brain at the moment, he almost glared at the guy viciously, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, "Quiet." ”

"Oh, oh, oh, of course, captain, you like to be quiet, and your loyal first mate and second mate and boatswain and lookout knows that very well. There are many benefits to being quiet, and there was once a ...... in the medical field It could also be a ...... in the field of philosophy or in the field of architecture."

Zhou Ming now felt that not only was his brain trembling, but even his bronchial tubes began to tremble: "I mean, I order you to be quiet!" ”

As soon as the word "order" came out, the goat's head finally fell silent.

Zhou Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and walked to the sailing table and sat down—now, he was the "captain" of this empty ghost ship.

Duncan Abnomar, an unfamiliar name, an awkward surname.

The moment he stepped onto the ship for the first time through the black-and-gray mist, he knew it in his mind, he knew that the body he was "over here" was called Duncan, that he knew that he was the owner of the ship, that the ship was sailing on a long journey that was far greater than he could have imagined—he knew that, but he knew that.

The memories that remained in his mind were so vague and thin that there were only the key passages mentioned above, and the other details were completely blank, as if he knew that the ship had an amazing sailing plan, but had no idea where it was going, and that the original owner of the ship, the real "Duncan Abnomar", seemed to have died a long, long time ago.

And the things that remained in Zhou Ming's mind were more like the strongest and deepest "impression" left in the world after a ghost captain died completely.

Instinct tells Zhou Ming that there is a big problem behind the identity of this "Captain Duncan", especially in the case of the paranormal phenomenon (talking wooden goat head) on this ship, and the mystery on this Captain Duncan may even mean some kind of danger that he never imagined, but he must bear this name in order to operate safely on this ship.

Because, just like the wooden goat's head just now, something on this ship is trying to confirm the "captain's identity" at any time.

Even the ship itself is confirming the identity of the captain at all times.

It feels like some kind of insurance measure, as if the captain of this ship could really forget his name at any time, and once he forgets his name, something extremely terrible and dangerous will happen, so he has to set up "checks" everywhere on the ship.

Zhou Ming didn't know what the consequences would be if "Captain Duncan" forgot his name, but he believed that once he said his name wrong, there would be no good consequences.

After all, even the wooden goat's head on the sailing table didn't look like a good person.

But if you carry the name Duncan Abnomar, then everything on this ship is quite amiable.

They don't look very intelligent, anyway.

Zhou Ming, perhaps called Duncan, Duncan ended his short period of contemplation and reminiscence, and then looked at the chart on the table.

However, there were no recognizable routes, markings, or land on the chart, not even islands, and only large and undulating gray-white masses could be seen on its rough and thick parchment, which seemed to obscure the original course on the paper, and the only thing that could be seen in the center of the chart was the silhouette of a ship looming in the fog.

Duncan (Zhou Ming) has no experience in sailing to sea in the past few decades, but even people who don't know nautical charts must know that "normal" nautical charts don't look like this.

Obviously, like the wooden goat's head on the table, this chart was some kind of supernatural object - but Duncan hadn't figured out how it would be used yet.

As if noticing the captain's attention at last on the chart, the goat's head, which had been quiet on the table for a long time, finally moved again, and it began to make a clattering sound of wood rubbing, and its neck twisted slightly, at first it was more restrained, but soon the clicking movement reached an extent that it could not be ignored - and finally the whole head of the thing began to ghost on the base as if it had turned on the vibration mode.

Duncan was afraid that if he continued to smoke this thing, he would drill wood on his sailing table to make fire, so he finally couldn't help but glance at it: "Say." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency Captain - I want to emphasize once again, today is a good day to set sail, and the Lost Country awaits your orders as always! Are we going to hoist the sails? ”