The sea calmed down.

Alice saw the tentacle fall on the deck, and some kind of flesh and blood debris with great power fell at the captain's feet, and the vitality quickly faded from the flesh, and at the same moment, some kind of behemoth entrenched beneath the waters around the Lost Land began to accelerate its dive—at the "price" of a tentacle, it quickly broke away from the sea where the Lost Land was located, and it even looked like it was fleeing in a hurry.

As the massive shadow descended back into the depths, the sea returned to calm with astonishing speed, and the dark clouds of the sky dissipated completely.

…… That may not be a cloud at all.

Alice glanced up at the sky, she remembered the appearance of the cloud, she remembered the silhouette of the cloud as it dissipated, and finally vaguely matched it with the shadow under the water around the ship before.

The thick clouds in the sky seemed to be a shadow, a shadow cast by some colossus in the sea.

The sound of crackling flames came from the edge of the deck, interrupting Alice's distraction, she quickly looked in the direction of the captain, but saw that the captain had returned to his usual appearance, the tall man had a pleasant smile on his face, he had noticed Alice standing not far away, so he beckoned Miss Doll to pass.

Seeing Alice walk up to him, Duncan kicked the big fish on the deck, and his tone rose slightly: "Look, I caught a big fish!" ”

"Big ...... Big fish? Alice's expression was a little glazed, she looked at the mass at Duncan's feet, between the twisted and rolled flesh, countless flesh-split eyes still half-open and half-closed at the sky, and the jagged fangs glowed with a metallic cold light between the eyes.

With Duncan's kick, half of the eyes on the broken tentacle blinked suddenly, but then closed all of them.

"Yes, big fish," said Duncan pleasantly, "you see, it's a waste of effort to get this thing up. ”

Even though it was just a doll, Alice still felt as if there were "muscles" in the corners of her eyes at this moment, and she opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't know where to start correcting the topic.

She looked at the "fish" at Duncan's feet.

There lay a large, ugly fish—a swarthy color, a pitted skin, a strange grayish-white pattern near its fins, bone spurs extending from its head, and a pair of lifeless fish eyes meeting her gaze.

There are also many "small fish" scattered on the surrounding deck.

Alice suddenly lost all expression and speech, and she stared at the scene in front of her with wide eyes, at the "fish" lying on the deck, at these things that were not "fish" a second ago.

Miss Doll, who lacks life experience, doesn't understand what it means to "doubt life", but at this moment, she really suddenly has doubts about everything, and she even wonders if she is "dreaming" - where are the tentacles, those flesh and blood fragments?

Perhaps her momentary sluggishness was too obvious, Duncan immediately noticed Alice's abnormality, he raised his eyebrows, and looked at the puppet: "What's wrong?" Is there something wrong? ”

"I'm ......," Alice opened her mouth, but just as she was about to say something about it, the rules that the goathead had told her had come to mind.

On the Lost Land, Captain Duncan is the absolute authority, and his words are absolute "facts" - if the real world contradicts Captain Duncan's words, then the captain's judgment prevails.

"There is no problem!" Alice reacted suddenly, and said quickly, and then as if to hide the overly nervous part of her tone, she quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Captain, that storm just now was really scary......

"Storm? That wave, you say? Duncan looked at Miss Doll suspiciously, "That wave is indeed not small, but it is far from a storm...... But also, you haven't seen any real storms. ”

Alice: "...... You're right. ”

Captain Duncan called the storm that covered almost the entire sea a "wave," so it was a wave, and Captain Duncan thought that the things he caught on the boat were "fish," and those things were fish.

“…… I feel like you're a little nervous, are you really okay? Duncan still sensed that something was wrong in Alice's tone, and he looked at his "No. 1 crew" with some concern, "Is it seasickness?" Will you get seasick? ”

"I'm fine, it's just that the boat shook a little ...... just now" Alice looked at the captain with a concerned look on his face, but she didn't know whether to feel relieved or more afraid, so she could only change the topic stiffly, "By the way, what are you going to do when you catch these ...... 'fish'?" ”

"Do you need to ask?" Duncan suddenly laughed, "Of course it's eating!" ”

Alice's expression was instantly dull: "...... Eat? ”

"Or else? Didn't you notice that the food reserves on the Lost Country were too monotonous? Duncan was obviously in a good mood, "I'm going to take this big one apart, stew and roast it part, and marinate the smaller ones to make dried fish ......."

He happily talked about his next plans, but although he was confident, he was not sure if he would succeed - his cooking skills could only be described as average, and he had no experience in handling such a huge sea fish, and he only had some theoretical knowledge of how to make dried fish, not the slightest practical experience.

But how do you know without trying?

The only problem...... Just don't spoil your stomach.

Duncan still retained some sanity in the joy of the harvest, and he cautiously looked at the big fish at his feet, wondering if this gift from nature would be poisonous.

The safest thing to do is to find an unlucky guy and try it first.

He thought first of the goat's head in the captain's room, then dismissed the option for a moment, and then glanced at the cursed doll opposite, which was not feasible either.

Alice doesn't have a stomach at all.

Finally, he looked at the pigeon on his shoulder.

The pigeon also tilted its head to look at him.

Ay doesn't look like a normal creature by any means, but if he had to find a flesh-and-blood creature on the ship, it would seem like the only thing left was the pigeon......

Moments later, Duncan left deck with his "harvest" - lunch was approaching, and he couldn't wait to improve the food on the Lost Land.

Alice stayed there for a moment, then came to the door of the captain's quarters.

She hadn't planned to come looking for the goat's head, and since the last time she saw the "first mate's" chattering skills, she had even developed a deep sense of awe for the entire captain's room.

Whenever possible, she didn't want to step through the door of the captain's room.

But what happened today was so strange that she felt it was necessary to consult with the experienced Mr. Goathead to see if it was normal on the Lost Place.

She didn't violate the crew code, she just inquired about the situation, and she shouldn't be a taboo.

After hesitating for more than ten seconds, Alice finally mustered up the courage and opened the door to the captain's room.

The next second, she was shocked to see that the goat's head had already turned in the direction of the doorway, staring at this side—it seemed to have been waiting for it to come.

"What's going on out there?" The goat's head spoke in an extremely rare and concise manner.

Alice sensed something wrong in the other's unusual behavior, and she quickly closed the door of the room, went to the sailing table, and told the other party everything she had seen.

And after her words fell, the goat's head fell into an extremely unusual silence - for a minute, it did not even say a word.

The carved wooden sheep's head could not make an expression, but Alice could clearly feel it...... Things seem to be a little beyond the judgment of this "first mate".

Alice suddenly became nervous, and she subconsciously leaned forward: "Isn't this something that happens normally on the Lost Country?" Could it be that the captain really ......"

"Everything is fine with the Lost Country," the goathead finally woke up from its silence, and replied quickly, as if to close some kind of loophole in the first place, "Listen, everything is normal with the Lost Land, and always will be normal, and so is the great Captain Duncan!" ”

"That'...... I'm just looking at your reaction......"

"It's a bit more than I expected—but it's because of my lack of imagination and cognition," the goat's voice quickly flowed as it seemed to be recovering from its stunned state to its usual state, and then its mood began to rise significantly, and even its tone became agitated and excited, "Yes, the great Captain Duncan—he deserves to be greater and stronger!" There's nothing out of the ordinary, Miss Alice, listen, it's business as usual on the Lost Country! Let the captain do what he thinks is right and stop talking about the topic...... All you have to do is keep this fact in mind from today:

"There is fish in the kitchen of the Lost Country, and fish is a delicious ingredient."