With the old but loud voice, Duncan heard a loud sound from the hut, as if someone had hurriedly gotten up and bumped into something else, and then footsteps approached, and an old man with slumped white hair, a dusty coat, and a wrinkled face appeared near the door.

The man, known as the "old ghost", stood in his caretaker's hut, bent over, his slightly cloudy gaze swept outside, and he didn't know if he could see the figures of the few people standing outside the door, so he hurriedly lowered his head and muttered, "The queen has come to inspect..... I wasn't ready yet... Those assistants are becoming more and more unreliable, and there are still heralds......

"Old ghost!" Nemo had to interrupt the old man's muttering in a loud voice, "The queen is not coming! The queen is not coming back! There's a guest today—a guest arranged by Captain Tirien, so don't talk about it, they're coming to see you."

As he spoke, Nemo turned his head and said to Duncan with an apologetic look on his face, "I'm sorry - as you can see, he's a bit neurotic, and often suddenly remembers things from decades ago. But don't look at that, as long as he deals with pipes and valves, he will come to his senses immediately."

"Sober? I'm awake!" Just as he was talking, the "old ghost" suddenly rolled his eyes, as if he suddenly understood again, he looked at Duncan and the others, and muttered, "Guest, there are still strange faces entering here.... Have you checked the token, and the code?"

"Checked, of course they've checked," Nemo said immediately, glancing at Duncan cautiously, "These are all distinguished guests, you should be.... You're here as Captain Tirien."

"Oh, come in, I don't have anything to look at here," the old ghost muttered, stepping aside, "It's all antique stuff, if you don't dislike it."

Vanna turned to look at Morris, who kept his gaze on the "old ghost".

After a moment, Morris shook his head, his voice low, "It's hard to judge—he's not in his own right, and his memory is intermittent."

Duncan heard Morris's whispered report, and the expression on his face did not change, but he followed the chattering old man and strode into the abandoned administrator's lounge.

The lounge was not large, brightly lit by a gas lamp, and it was piled up with all sorts of things as expected, except for a bed in the corner, and as far as the eye could see, there were almost bent and deformed shelves and boxes on the floor, all kinds of mechanical parts, spare valve kits, and work tools to fill them to the brim.

Even a skilled acrobat would have to get out with a tenth-level disability.

"It's a mess," Alice muttered as she looked at the chaos in the room, "I really want to clean it up......

"Ah, I'm so sorry!" The old ghost, who was walking around in a pile of miscellaneous items, immediately turned around, bent down and bowed, "Your Majesty, I have been negligent in management recently, and this place is a bit chaotic..."

Alice was stunned: "Huh?"

Duncan's eyes changed slightly, but just as he looked at the old ghost and wanted to say something, the old man suddenly fell into a trance, and said to himself as he got up, "Strange, where did I put my kettle..... How can you not even drink saliva when the guests come.. …」

Duncan and the others looked at each other.

"No need to look for your kettle, a few guests are just asking you for some information," Nemo said, "As for the current state of the Second Waterway, as well as your own situation, they are here to investigate."

"Investigation?" The old ghost suddenly stopped, and turned around with an extremely serious expression, "General Tirion still needs to investigate his troops? Did a traitor appear? Is it our area? Or is it from the city center? I think they've been babbling lately......

"There are no traitors, but there may be other lurkers who are threatened by some otherworldly pollution," Vanna stepped forward, but almost tripped over the debris on the ground—the chaotic hut was a real challenge for her one-meter-nine height, "You've been with the other areas recently

of people contacted? Anyone is behaving abnormally?"

"Anomalous? Not to this extent, but the connectors in the central city have been saying that there is a gurgling sound in the abandoned pipes over there, as if someone is going to activate the second waterway," the old ghost waved his hand, "The situation of the second waterway, you have all watched, the things built by the queen back then were strong, but after all, it has been abandoned for so many years, and there are many areas below that cannot be approached, and sometimes the underground river will seep into the cracks in the rocks, and it is normal to bring some strange noises...

From time to time, the old man's words would go astray, and Duncan had to pull the topic back in a loud voice: "You said the central city.... Is that the area where the boiling gold mine is located?"

"Boiling gold? Ah, yes, boiling gold, it's all there—there's a cathedral, there's the queen's palace, there's the mine, it's hundreds of meters deep," the old ghost sat down on his bed, and suddenly slapped his leg as he spoke, "Ah, yes, it's supposed to be the sound from the mine, the second waterway over there is quite close to the mine..... I just said that the connector over there was too nervous, and the gods were chattering... …」

The old man began to talk to himself again, but this time Duncan did not interrupt - he was already lost in thought.

He recalls how he first came to Frost, and recalls the first body he used here - a worker who had fallen to his death in a boiling gold mine, fell to the bottom of the mine, and was finally brought up by the searchers with a fake made of "elements".

And now, the old ghost mentions that the "connector" lurking in the central city had heard strange noises coming from the pipes of the second waterway, which sounded as if something was surging inside—the second waterway in the central city was very close to a certain level of the boiling gold mines.

Considering that they are both "antiques" left over from the Queen's era half a century ago, Duncan even suspects that the two are not just "close" to each other.

Maybe those pipes are interconnected!

He quickly jotted down the clue and then asked, "Is there a way from here to go directly to the underground of the central city?" How do you and the connector usually meet?"

"From here? That's not going to work, there is a road in the middle that is completely black, it has long been polluted, and the other roads have collapsed and have to be taken from the ground, but the ground is now full of rebel minions, be careful....." The old ghost muttered, but suddenly shouted again, "Queen's Guard! The rebels are coming, blow up the shaft!"

The old man suddenly stood up from his bed and looked around nervously, as if the rebels were going to attack the place in the next second, but suddenly he stopped again, and his eyes fell on Alice.

"Oh, I was mistaken, the queen is safe and sound..."

Alice was suddenly a little flustered, and quickly waved her hand: "I... I'm not a queen......

Duncan's eyes were deep and he looked at the old man standing next to the bed, but the latter was in a trance again, and only after a few seconds did he look at Alice a little sluggishly: "Girl, who are you?"

"Old ghost, you're really old and confused—it's not just that you smoked too much drug smoke back then, it's that your eyes are wrong!" At this moment, Nemo's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting this strange moment, the informant nodded to Duncan apologetically, "I'm sorry, although the old ghost is usually a little chattering, but today seems to be very serious, he may have not dealt with outsiders for too long, and he was a little excited to see you, so he remembered all the things of the year in confusion."

".....'s okay." Duncan said lightly, his gaze slowly withdrawn from the old man.

He didn't really care if the old man really saw the shadow of the Frost Queen in the disguised Alice—a brief lucidity in his mind? Did you see through this disguise? Or is it just a mess of memory? It doesn't matter.

It would also be a good thing if the crazy old man really saw a little phantom of the Frost Queen in Alice, and felt a moment of peace in his heart because of it.

And at this moment, Nemo seemed to suddenly remember something, and frowned: "Strange, why hasn't the crow come back at this time?"

"Ravens? He's gone to check the northern corridors," the old ghost pendulum

waved his hand, "That guy is a grinding person, and he didn't have to hang out for a long time before he came back."

Nemo's brow tightened, but he didn't relax at all: "... No, even if it is a little more rubbing, he should come back at this time, the lights over there often fail, and his lantern can't last so long.... Old ghost, when did he leave?"

"Two or three hours?" The old ghost thought about it, and seemed to be a little serious, "In this way, it seems that he has really been away for a long time."

"I have a bad feeling that the crows have been in the depths of the waterways for too long," Nemo's tone finally became a little solemn, and he looked up at Duncan and the others, "I need to find him."