The snow-white dove stood dumbfounded on the table, with the brass compass Duncan had been looking for a long time around its neck, and the familiar obsidian knife at its feet.

Duncan looked at the pigeon with a somewhat stunned expression, and the pigeon also looked at him with a stunned expression.

It was not easy to see the expression on a bird's face, but for some reason, Duncan felt that he could read the expression of the pigeon, not only the expression could be understood, but he could even see a certain "wise" brilliance in the slightly reddened eyes of the pigeon—the bird's two green bean eyes were looking straight ahead, and when Duncan cast his gaze, one of its eyes obviously turned its attention as well, but its other eye seemed to still be looking at the ceiling of the captain's bedroom, There is a wandering gaze everywhere.

"One...... Dove? ”

After several seconds of reaction, Duncan finally muttered subconsciously with a twitch of the corners of his mouth.

Why a pigeon? Why does a pigeon pop up out of nowhere? Why is his brass compass still hanging on this pigeon? And how did that knife come about?

Or a thousand words summed up in one sentence: Can something normal happen on this abnormal ship?!

And when Duncan's head was full of question marks and muttering in his heart, the pigeon that had been in the house for a long time seemed to finally "wake up", it nodded its head and walked two steps on the table, leaned in front of Duncan, stretched its neck vigorously, and made a loud "cooing" sound.

"......" Duncan looked at the bird wordlessly, and somehow the classic images of many pirate captains in his memory suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he glanced down at the captain's uniform on his body, "It seems that a bird next to the captain is indeed standard, but it shouldn't be a parrot under normal circumstances...... What's the deal with pigeons? ”

When the pigeon heard Duncan's words, he immediately nodded his head in a strange and dull female voice: "Teleportation complete!" ”

Duncan's muttering from his heart to his mouth was immediately cut off, and he almost choked on a mouthful of saliva into the lobes of his lungs, staring at the white dove in front of him, his expression stunned.

He recalled the first time he stepped on the ship and saw a talking goat's head in the captain's quarters.

But this is not the first day he has come to the Lost Country, and he is no longer surprised by the anomalies of this world, so the pigeon spoke only to surprise him for a moment, and the next second, his expression became serious, and at the same time, a green spirit fire has appeared slightly in one hand, and he looked at the pigeon in front of him in vigilance: "Where are you from?" ”

The pigeon tilted its head, looking directly at Duncan with one eye and the ceiling with the other: "The address is wrong, please recheck the address, or contact the system administrator." ”

Duncan: "......? ”

Compared with the momentary sluggishness on his expression, what he set off in his heart at the moment was a bigger wave!

What does this pigeon say...... It's not like the "painting style" of this world, it's not like a word that can come up with goat's head or Alice or any of those black-robed cultists, but it's a term that he is more familiar with as "Zhou Ming", an earthling!

The pigeon, however, seemed to have no notice of the change in Duncan's eyes and expression, and only pecked its wings and shook the brass compass hanging from its chest, and then began to stroll around the table with ease.

After pacing a few steps, it ran up to the obsidian knife again, pulled it in Duncan's direction with its claws, and said in the same weird female voice as before: "Take this solar-powered tomahawk and embrace the glory of battle!" ”

Duncan suddenly stood up from his desk, his chair crashing against the floor with a screeching sound, and he stared at the still innocent pigeon in front of him, while an extremely grotesque and comical emotion filled his mind.

This pigeon could never have been something that had been on the Lost Country, and it could hardly have been something that was originally in this world!

The words and sentences it uttered, only "Zhou Ming" understood what it meant!

Perhaps because the tables and chairs were bumping so loudly that even the chart room could hear the movement here, Duncan suddenly heard a goat's head voice in his head: "Captain? Are you alright? ”

Duncan was still staring at the pigeon on the table, and he knew that the goathead would not dare to peek directly into the captain's bedroom, so he replied in a low voice with the same calm as ever, "I'm fine." ”

"Miss Alice is coming to you, do you want to ......?"

"You receive first."

"Yes, Captain."

Duncan exhaled and glanced back at the door leading to the chart room.

The goathead's noisy bombardment of Alice continues, Miss Doll has tried to get up and leave several times and has been stopped several times, Duncan thinks he should go out and save the hapless doll, but now ...... But he had more important things to confirm.

Let's work hard for Alice a little more.

Duncan sat back at his desk, ready to try to see if he could communicate normally with the pigeon in front of him, when he suddenly saw a scene that he hadn't noticed just now—

A "line of fire" vaguely stretched out from the cluster of spirit fire that jumped between his right fingers, and this flame stream was as slender as a hair, and its end floated out for more than a dozen centimeters before dissipating into the air.

And on the strange pigeon, too, there was a faint green flame entwined, which was hidden in the gap between the feathers under its wings, and the other end also extended into the air and disappeared in mid-air.

Duncan frowned, raised his right hand and made a move, and the pigeon on the table disappeared in an instant.

The next second, the pigeon appeared on his shoulder, it looked down and pecked Duncan's hair, and made a loud sound: "Coo! ”

Duncan flicked his fingers again, and the pigeon on his shoulder reappeared on the desk.

A brass compass hangs from the pigeon's chest, and the green glow of the flame reflects on the shiny shell.

Duncan's brow furrowed: "...... Something to do with this brass compass? ”

He was already able to determine that the pigeon had a connection with himself, even more so than the connection between him and the Lost Country, which may also explain why the pigeon "knew" something that only he knew about the earth, but he could not be sure why the pigeon appeared.

And after thinking about it, he could only put the object of his suspicion on the strange brass compass.

From the time I tested the spirit fire to the present, all the anomalies started from this brass compass, whether it was the previous experience of soul travel, or the experience of spirit projection onto a corpse, and then the compass disappeared just now, and when it reappeared, it hung on the pigeon's chest...... It seems to be the source of everything.

Duncan stared at the pigeon for a moment and reached for the compass.

He wanted to take it down and study it.

The pigeon did not dodge or hinder, but Duncan's fingers did not touch the surface of the brass compass - his fingers went straight through and touched the soft fuzz on the pigeon's chest.

It's like walking through an illusion.

The pigeon jumped on the spot twice, as if it was a little tickled by Duncan, opened its mouth and exclaimed: "Today is KFC Crazy Thursday, V me 50......"

Duncan's eyes jumped twice, and he tested it twice, unbelievingly, until he finally confirmed that it was impossible for him to remove the brass compass from the pigeon—the thing had apparently undergone some kind of alienation, and had become an illusion bound to the pigeon, which could not be removed or touched.

Or rather...... That pigeon is the body of today's brass compass?

Duncan had a lot of speculations in his mind that he didn't know whether to believe or not, and the only thing he knew for sure was that the appearance of this pigeon was inseparable from his experience of using the brass compass to "travel through the soul", and this experience may have changed the shape of the brass compass at the same time.

This may be the nature of the brass compass itself, its inherent property as an "anomaly", or the "cost of use", as for why the pigeon is so wrong...... It's not because of the compass, it's because of "Zhou Ming", an earthling.

None of this can be confirmed or falsified until Duncan can find the instructions for the various anomalies on the Lost Land.

As for now, he had to think about how to place this ...... Unusual pigeons.

After a short thought, he decided to give the pigeon a name first.

"I'll have to give you a name," he said to the pigeon in front of him with a gentle tap of his finger on the table, "I think you can understand me, don't you?" ”

The pigeon tilted its head, and two eyes the size of green beans looked at Duncan flickeringly: "Aye? ”

(Oh yes!) ）