Captains who sail on the boundless seas, especially those who use modern technology to navigate, are certainly no strangers to the "stars" - the vast starry sky between the deep sea and the spirit world can provide extremely accurate navigation for ships, can still guide the ship to the correct course even when it is stuck in an abnormal sea, and can even guide the lost people who have fallen into certain "visions" to escape danger and return to reality.

Of course, there are other professions that deal with the starry sky, scholars study it in order to decipher the mysteries of the world, soothsayers observe it to speculate on the fate of all things on earth, and some secret societies even see the starry sky as a source of knowledge and revelation, and they use dangerous methods to snoop on the stars in the hope of mastering the secrets of the demons without falling into the darkness - these dangerous associations often end up being food for the demons or potential "allies" of the AnnihilationistsAs a result, these secret societies were often targeted by the city-state churches and authorities—but in any case, the professions most closely associated with the "starry sky" and the most frequent use of various spiritual lenses were still the captains of the boundless seas.

Lawrence has spent half his life adrift on this malevolent sea, and of course knows a lot about the starry sky, including how to observe the starry sky and the dangers to be faced.

He buried his head deep in the recessed area of the spiritual lens—it is common sense to look down at the stars, of course—and began to whisper the name of the god he believed in, resonating with the blessing that the priest had just placed on him.

As the mystical power diffused and his spirituality and faith grew, he first heard a subtle sound, as if water was gathering in a basin and approaching him—he smelled the slightly salty smell of the sea, and the next second, he felt his entire face be immersed in water.

Novice navigators who are observing the stars for the first time are prone to panic at such times, and the illusion of "suffocation in water" will shake their minds and allow unnecessary shadows to enter their minds, so the newcomer's first stargazing must be assisted by someone, and the main task of the assistant is to drag the newcomer navigator away from the spirit lens before he mutates into a pile of wriggling minced meat, and this "adaptation" process often lasts for weeks.

But that's not a problem at all for Lawrence.

He knew that the "sea water" that submerged him was the power of the storm goddess Grimona—that the gods would not harm their own believers, and now he could open his eyes.

Lawrence slowly opened his eyes.

The starry sky and the endless darkness filled his eyes at the same time.

He looked down and saw that the darkness was boundless, the deep and dark space was boundless, and there were chaotic waves surging at the edge of the space, which was a slight projection of the spiritual world in the depths of the world, and between the darkness, there were countless constant and dense dotted lights, which converged into large and small clumps or flocculent structures, some like clouds, some like whirlpools, some like rivers, and these endless points of light covered the old captain's field of vision spectacularly, outlining something that had not yet been recognized by mortals.... Mysterious picture.

And in the depths of the starry sky like a magnificent curtain, in the gaps between certain light points "biome", you can faintly see some chaotic shadows that are different from the darkness, they seem to be floating in the depths of the starlight, radially distributed broken land, and between each other there are dim and pale "rivers", just by looking at it, it can make people dizzy and frightened.

It was a "deep depth" deeper than the spirit realm, the terrifying homeland of the demons, the deep sea.

The starry sky is a curtain that floats between the deep sea and the spiritual world.

Lawrence carefully controlled his gaze not to let himself get too caught up in the depths of the darkness so as not to attract the attention of the unwise demons, while he concentrated his mind and began to find his place in the starry sky.

He found it, a dim projection, like a wandering soul, floating somewhere among the stars.

Lawrence stared at the projection, carefully sifting through it for a long time, and suddenly couldn't help but frown.

Position of oneself...... Just off the coast of Frost?

The old captain's heart froze, and he began to grope and move his hands, and he touched it

The lever on the side of the lens device carefully adjusted the machine, and many small lenses on the side of the cylindrical machine immediately began to adjust the viewing angle of the "starry sky" in Lawrence's field of vision.

After making sure again, he realized that he was indeed off the coast of Frost - he had already reached a position where he could see Frost's main island.

At this moment, Lawrence felt a flower in front of his eyes.

The starry sky, filled with countless dots of light, flickered for a moment, suddenly became pitch black, and then returned to normal.

Surprised, Lawrence instinctively tried to adjust the lever again to reset the view, but years of experience made him stop it and jerk his head up.

The flickering starry sky could be a malfunction of the spirit lens - whatever the cause, if anything unusual occurs during stargazing, it must be immediately taken out of view.

This is a safety system summed up by countless ancestors.

Lawrence rubbed his eyebrows, raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist, realizing that the time had just passed a few minutes.

He began to inspect the entire lens setup, preparing to make another observation after troubleshooting and confirming safety.

But just as he was about to disassemble the machine's casing, a knock on the door suddenly interrupted his movements.

"Captain!" The first mate's voice came from outside the door, "Captain, have you finished your observations?" We've got a signal!"

Lawrence frowned slightly, hesitated slightly, put down the work at hand, walked quickly to the door, and opened the door to see the first mate standing in the doorway.

"We've received a reply from Frost," the first mate first glanced at the situation in the stargazing room, and after roughly confirming that there was nothing unusual in the room, he set his eyes on Lawrence, "The offshore passage permit and the harbor entry permit have been issued."

Lawrence frowned slightly, and for some reason there was a slight strangeness in his heart, thinking of the discord he had just found in the stargazing room, he asked with a serious expression, "Do you see Frost Island?"

"I can already confirm it visually," the first mate nodded, "the fog has cleared, and our course has shifted slightly, very slightly—but it has been recalibrated."

Lawrence glanced back at the stargazing room, his expression a little solemn.

"Captain?" The first mate finally noticed the strangeness in the old captain's expression, and his expression became nervous, "Did you find anything?"

"Something was wrong with the stargazing room just now.... And based on the observations, we should have already reached the Frost Coast, and there is no situation where we can't see the Frost due to fog or deviation from the course," Lawrence whispered, "You arrange for the mechanic to check the Spirit Lens Group to see if there is a problem with the equipment, and I'll go up and see if there's a problem."

"Yes, Captain."

Lawrence quickly exited the bilge, and made his way down the stairs and corridors through the layers of cabins of the White Oak, and soon to the upper deck.

Instead of returning to the bridge, he stood directly on the bow deck and watched the situation in the distance.

A large city-state, just in front of the White Oak, the coastal buildings and port facilities of the city-state were clearly visible, the fog had cleared, the gentle waves were gently undulating on the sea, and the sky was floating with clouds of mixed shades, and the sky light sprinkled from the clouds, illuminating the sea and the city-state in the distance.

It does look like frost, and there is nothing out of the ordinary. Lawrence frowned and looked up at the sky again.

In addition to the fact that there are more clouds, there are no anomalies.

Moments later, he left the deck and returned to the bridge, just as the sailors guarding the telegraph received another welcome message from Frost Harbor.

Lawrence looked at the note the sailor had written—"The harbor is open, welcome to the frost."

Lawrence blinked, suddenly realizing that he might be a little too nervous - the glitch in the spirit lens and the fog entrenched in the sea had magnified his nervousness, but it was clear that everything was normal here.

"We're on the shore."

"Yes, Captain."

Duncan and his party left the "Second Waterway" and said goodbye to Nemo in the secret passage that connected to the Second Waterway.

before them

After searching the collapsed corridor for a long time, he finally found no clues, neither more "mud" nor holes or traces of "mud" seeping into the corridor.

Of course, the mysterious place that the "crow" had lost his way into was not found.

The trail seems to be broken.

"The old ghost and I will bury the Raven properly, please tell Captain Tirion that the Raven died like a true warrior—he was a proud member of the Sea Mist Fleet.

In the secret passage, Nemo took off the hat on his head and said with a slight bend in front of Duncan.

"I'll tell him," Duncan said in a solemn tone, looking at Mr. "Informant" in front of him, "besides, the investigation is not over."

Nemo raised his head to meet Duncan's gaze.

"The raven left a very important message, he must have been somewhere, and that 'fake' could not have appeared in the second waterway out of thin air," Duncan said slowly,

"I'll investigate, if necessary—I'll search every brick and every grass and soil in this city-state."