Those who encounter the Lost will inevitably establish a "connection" with Duncan, and from another point of view, Duncan, the "outsider", himself really needs to establish such a connection in this world - only by mastering as many knowledge channels and assistance as possible, he can further understand the world, understand the transcendent realm, and even ...... Know yourself.

Morris and the others may have been brought on board because of the urgency of the situation, but even if they didn't get on the ship today, Duncan himself had plans to expand his "influence" in this world, and in his opinion, the few people gathered on the Lost were actually good candidates.

Morris, a brilliant historian, a polymath, a believer in the god of wisdom, he has valuable knowledge, which is what Duncan is most in need at the moment, and at the same time, this old gentleman is also a "high-class person" with certain connections and status in the human world, which can also come in handy at the right time,

Shirley and Dog, the controlled Shadow Devil and the summoner of symbiosis with demons, have both combat power and knowledge about the realm of seclusion, and even part of the subspace, which is complementary to Morris as an "anthropologist", in addition to this, the duo also has a special means of perception, able to detect the traces of supernatural power at no cost or at very little cost.

Nina, a well-behaved and lovely niece.

By the way, it is the current carrier of the solar debris.

Duncan's gaze slowly swept over the long table, and around the long table, several faces were nervous, some reserved, some with simple curiosity.

They don't seem to realize that a very special "group" has been faintly formed in this dinner, and what binds this group together is their common identity at the moment:

The crew of the Lost Land.

"My promise is still valid, and the crew of the Lost doesn't restrict your personal freedom, and I don't need compulsory allegiance, or any sacrifice, or anything like that—it doesn't mean anything to me," Duncan said slowly, his voice low and the soft sound of the waves sounding from the porthole not far away, "but given that the connection between you and me has been established, it may be considered a ...... Loose team base.

"Frankly, I've been away from civilization for years—Maurice should be well aware that the Lost Country hasn't had contact with any city-state for the past century, and that there are many horrific stories about me, about the ship, in the civilized world, and I admit that they have a factual basis, because for many years...... The ship is all out of control.

"But as you can see, I've regained my humanity and re-stabilized the Lost Country, and now ...... I'm interested in what the civilized world will look like a century from now."

Duncan said unhurriedly, and these were the words he had thought out when he was fishing just now - he needed to "recruit a crew", but the terrible background of the Lost Land doomed the newcomers on board not to have a good entry mentality, so he needed a set of reasonable, gentle, and legitimate reasons to appease the newcomers' emotions, so the first step was to establish a "sensible and friendly" image of the captain.

The Lost Country used to be out of control, but now the captain has regained his humanity and regained control of the ship, which is a prerequisite for the formation of the team.

As for the newcomers believe it or not...... That's the other side of the problem.

It has to be said that fishing is indeed a leisure activity that cultivates the body and mind and is suitable for thinking - Duncan feels that he should indeed be grateful for the gift of nature... … Thanks to the children of the deep sea, too.

Hearing Duncan's words, Morris suddenly showed a thoughtful expression on his face, he still couldn't believe that what he heard was the real voice, in fact, he couldn't even believe that the Lost Country he saw was the real appearance of this ship, but he recalled that Duncan's friendly attitude had always been shown, and finally began to ...... Convince yourself.

At the very least, if that's true, the subspace shadow's friendly behavior becomes a little more plausible.

Shirley was thinking, and didn't seem to fully understand the situation, but the dog sitting next to her had already reacted at this time, and the Hound looked at Duncan boldly

One glance: "In other words, you need us ...... Be your volume, and help you do something in the world?"

"It's just possible," Duncan said with a smile, "when I need to." Also, I don't think this relationship is 'you're a crew member, so it's okay to call me captain, or as you used to call me.'"

Shirley and Dog said "oh", and Morris, who was not far away, suddenly said after a short thought, "Then how will you contact us?" Ah, of course, I know you have an avatar in the city-state of Plande, but I mean ......."

"I see what you mean," Duncan nodded lightly without waiting for the other to finish, "If I want to find you, I will find it immediately, and if you need to contact me in trouble, you can call my name or the name of the Lost Country directly near the smooth mirror, I can hear it, and besides, the flames can increase my strength, and if you are in danger, you can light the flames after calling my name."

Morris listened, the expression on his face seemed to be a little complicated, he was still a believer in the God of Wisdom after all, but at this moment he was semi-actively joining such a "heretical group", and even learning knowledge from a certain subspace shadow, which made him a little awkward, but what made him even more awkward was ...... The talisman bracelet with four remaining stones on his wrist did not react at the moment.

The Lord didn't see it, the Lord didn't care, the Lord felt that you did the right thing - either answer, it made the old gentleman emotionally complicated.

Nina's eyes widened slightly after listening to Duncan's words, and her face was a little excited: "That sounds amazing!"

Duncan glanced at her faintly, "You don't need any extra flames.........

Nina didn't react for a moment: "Huh? Why?"

Then without waiting for Duncan to answer, she reacted again and quickly waved her hand: "Oh oh I get I see, I can ......

"Don't change here!" Duncan saw that the air around Nina was already faintly distorting, and quickly interrupted, "Until you can master the power brought by the sun fragments, you are not allowed to try to switch your form in enclosed spaces and crowded places!"

Nina suddenly pulled her head down: "Oh......"

Duncan breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the air around the girl gradually recover, feeling the heat subside.

With the help of him, the "Black Flame One", the sun fragments in Nina's body have been controlled, but it is clear that the girl herself has not fully realized what a powerful force is sleeping in her body - no matter how mature and sensible she is, she is only sixteen or seventeen years old after all, and for a young man of this age, the new impulse brought by the first encounter with supernatural power is not so easy to suppress.

There is a chance that she should be more familiar with her own power in this open and empty boundless sea, on the one hand, to enhance the controllability of the sun's fragments, and on the other hand, to make her realize how dangerous the flames originating from the stars really are.

"We're probably going to add new members in the future," Duncan thought for a moment and said, "so let's make today's dinner a standard process for newcomers to join, and I think it will also help to strengthen the bond between the team members."

Morriston subconsciously glanced at the plate in front of him, and felt as if he had seen the truth in some warm atmosphere again-

Dine together under the watchful eye of the shadows of the subspace, share the flesh and blood of the children of the Deep Bay, and learn the rituals and incantations that summon supernatural powers......

This set is really full of a strong sense of déjà vu.

But what else can I say? He is already a member of this ship, he has accepted the protection of Mr. Duncan, and the flesh and blood of the heir of the deep sea have been placed in front of him as a key part of this "ritual". …

The old gentleman sighed lightly in his heart, fully accepting this sharp turn in fate, and at the same time silently comforting himself - from today on, he is worthy of embarking on a road of no return to the abyss of truth like those legendary scholars who are enough to leave history, and I am afraid that there is nothing in this world that can be left

Let yourself feel bizarre and evil again.

As he thought so, he suddenly heard Miss Alice, who had not spoken a long way away, break the silence - this beautiful lady had been standing quietly behind Duncan, and then she seemed to react to something: "Ah, captain, I won't be the only crew member here from now on

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"You just reacted?" Duncan glanced at the puppet slightly, "Of course you're no longer the only crew member here, and you'll have to teach them the crew rules before they leave, just as the goathead taught you."

Alice was stunned for a moment, but she understood the current situation, and then she laughed in hindsight and clapped her hands happily: "Okay! Then I'll ...... from now on."

The next second, I don't know if it was because I was too excited, a familiar voice came from Duncan's ear: "Bo'er-"

A head, still wearing a golden wig, fell beside him and rolled to the middle of the dining table in full view.

There was an instant silence at the table, until Shirley's exclamation broke the silence: "Ahhh It's gone!"

The scene was suddenly chaotic, with the exclamations of Shirley and Nina, the scolding of the dogs, and the stammering of Alice for help, mixed with the loud cooing of Ae, Morris looked at all this with a blank expression, and suddenly felt that it would take longer for him to fully adapt to this "new team......

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