With his own hands at the helm, Duncan had real control over the Lost and was able to sense any movement on the ship - but even so, out of an abundance of caution, he ordered Goathead to keep an eye on the "cursed doll".

Because he knew that he was not an expert in the occult field, and knew very little about the supernatural powers of this world, and a walking and talking puppet was really beyond his knowledge, Alice's words and actions might be harmless, but what else could the puppet lady ...... The "impact" that is invisible to the naked eye, he will most likely not be able to see it.

At this point, the goat head is more professional than him.

And even aside, Duncan knew that he couldn't keep an eye on the situation of the Lost - although he had now decided to survive in the world "on this side", it was still possible for him to return to the world "on the other side" of the door if the situation necessary, and he might not be able to sense the movement on the Lost Country at that time.

At the thought of this last thought, Duncan's eyes suddenly changed slightly, and he glanced quietly at the goat's head on the edge of the sailing table, and the latter's obsidian-carved eyeballs stared back with a vacant gaze.

When I go back "across the door", when I go back to my bachelor apartment...... Is this goat's head aware of it? What was the situation on the ship when he left the Lost Land?

The sudden question made Duncan's heart a little irritated, but under the hollow gaze of the goat's head, he didn't show anything, but paid a little attention to Alice's situation.

Of course, he doesn't have a penchant for voyeurism - even if the other party is an "inhuman being", so he only roughly perceives the situation below deck, but even if it is only through the transmission of perception to and from the Lost Country, he can at least determine Alice's current location and determine if she is trying to destroy something.

After all, beneath that puppet lady's harmless, elegant and beautiful appearance is the essence of a cursed puppet, a dangerous individual called "Anomaly 099" by ordinary people in this world.

She is still in the room, probably really studying the furnishings in the room, setting up the resting place.

Duncan breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, the goat's head next to him suddenly made a voice: "Captain, what are your arrangements next?" If you're bored, you're loyal to ......"

"Shut up." Duncan glanced at the goat's head, then pressed his hands to the edge of the sailing table, and with a change of mind, the feeling of holding the steering wheel with both hands came back to his heart, and the green flame flowed like water again.

In the flames, Duncan's body turned into a spirit again, and the overflow of fire spread along the sailing table, all the way to the captain's room, to the upper deck, to climb the mast, to the cable, and to make the translucent spirit sail on the mast flutter in the wind.

As a large number of mainsails, sidesails, and corner sails adjusted their angles in the sea breeze, the massive three-masted galleon began to slowly accelerate on the vast expanse of the sea, and Duncan's eyes fell on the nautical chart in front of him, and as expected, he saw that the gray-white mist entrenched on the nautical chart also changed instantly—the silhouette representing the Lost Country was slowly moving forward, and the fog around the silhouette dissipated.

After a moment's thought, he began to try to focus his attention on the chart, a faint green flame hanging around the sailing table, conveying the will of the captain like an extension of Duncan's limbs, and in this subtle state of "connection", Duncan finally vaguely realized the mystery of this chart, which was also clearly a transcendent object.

With a thought in his mind, the silhouette representing the Lost Country on the chart instantly enlarged a little, and then immediately reduced to its original size.

Duncan's whimsical move to "zoom" the chart was a success - even though the edge of the chart was only a cloud of haze no matter how much it was zoomed in, Duncan was now certain that the chart was enough to record and show every inch of the ocean that the Lost Country had explored, and to accurately and realistically show the details around the Lost Country!

Under the hollow gaze of the goathead, Duncan's face did not change at all, as if a real captain was carefully observing the chart, but a faint excitement came to his heart.

His gaze swept over the flames rising from his body, and his consciousness sensed the state of the Lost Place, sensing the changes in the chart.

This eerie green flame is indeed the key to controlling the Lost Homeland, and it is also the key to controlling the many strange items on this ship!

Maybe...... This is the power of the "Captain"?

Duncan pondered the power of the flames, and he knew that if he wanted to truly control the ship and survive in this strange world based on it, he had to figure out what he was capable of.

The first is to master the flame completely.

As for the "next arrangement" that Goathead just said......

Duncan looked at the chart in front of him that was slowly changing, and looked at the white mist slowly dissipating around the silhouette of the Lost Country, and the plan in his heart was also very simple.

Since you don't know enough about this world, and since the map is full of fog, it must be right to open the map first.

After all, the purpose of sailing is to go out on the waves.

Anyway, the image of "Captain Duncan" in the minds of the locals of this world is a world boss who waves everywhere in the wild area, and even if he and the Lost Country stay at sea honestly, there will be no improvement in the wind evaluation.

As for whether there would be any risk in driving aimlessly on the sea, Duncan thinks so - before he personally "took the helm", the ship was also drifting around, and the Lost Land never anchored, so what was the "extra risk"?

Compared with the previous situation of blind drifting, sailing in the case of "sailing" can at least dispel the fog on the chart, which can be regarded as the end of the previous state of being completely passive and falling into the fog.

Duncan stood up from behind the sailing table, the green flames on his body gradually dissipating, but in his perception, the translucent spirit sails on the mast of the Lost Country had not disappeared with it, and some of the green flames entrenched on the masts and cables were still burning, continuing to carry out the captain's will.

Combined with what he had observed when he was "at the helm" before, Duncan had a vague understanding in his mind.

Although the ship only hoisted the adolescence sails in the flames after he had "taken the helm", neither the sheer size of the sails nor the many things that operated automatically on the ship relied on the power of the "captain" himself—the ghost ship had its own source of power.

Although he didn't yet know what the "energy source" was that made the ship move, it was clear that he, the captain, was only going to "give orders" to the ship.

Then, naturally, the ship faithfully carried out the captain's instructions.

Duncan left the nautical table and turned to look at the small door in the deepest part of the captain's cabin.

Behind the door was his separate quarters as captain, which he had used as a resting place for the first few days of exploring the ship.

Now, he needed a quieter environment to study what else he could do as captain of the Lost Land.

But before that, the ship, which has already entered the state of sailing, will have to be guarded.

He looked at the wooden goat's head on the edge of the sailing table and said in a very natural tone, "You will take the helm." ”

"Huh?" The goathead was stunned for a moment, and his tone was a little surprised, "But captain, you ......"

"I have something to do, don't bother me during this time." Duncan didn't seem to care at all what the goathead was going to say, just commanded very naturally, and in his other perception, in the message that the green flames spread along the deck outside the cabin, he could clearly see the various ...... hidden in the depths of the ship Contact.

Masts, cables, sails, rudders, artillery......

Everything is invisibly connected, some kind of nerve or blood vessel "vein" runs through the ship, and all these "connections" eventually converge into the captain's room.

The goat's head is faintly connected to all of this.

Perhaps, this mysterious and strange goat's head is the "Lost Country" itself? Or is it some kind of "control organ" to take over the ship in an emergency?

Duncan was not the builder of this ship, so naturally he did not know how this ship operated, but he thought that if it was the real Captain Duncan, he must know what a goat's head could do.

On the other hand, the goat's head, who always calls himself "first mate", should itself be able to take the helm in place of the captain if the situation so requires.

Duncan needed to take a little risk and do something he had never done before, but which he had to know and would do as a true captain.

After all, there is always a time for the captain to rest.

A second later, the goat's hair uttered a pleasant and noisy voice: "Ah, good captain, you can be busy, your loyal ......"

Duncan ignored it, just waved his hand casually, turned and walked into the dormitory, which was located deep in the captain's quarters, and closed the door casually.