Ted Lear sat next to Anomaly 077.

"Really, not some?" Anomaly 077 grinned, shook the beer bottle in his hand again, and then raised his hand to point to the corner, "I still have a bottle - it's not good to meet this kind of internal circulation good stuff if you miss it, as far as I know, Breeze Harbor doesn't have this...... Try it, if you're still soaked in the chill of subspace, alcohol might help. ”

“…… Since you know so much about 'saints,' you should know that alcohol means nothing to me," Ted Lear glanced at the corpse, then withdrew his gaze and shook his head, "There's one thing I'm curious about. ”

Anomaly 077 shrugged, "I don't necessarily answer." ”

“…… How do 'anomalies' like you, who have a complete mind, see the world? Ted Lille asked very seriously, and then probably felt that the question was a bit abrupt, and added two sentences after a little thought, "I have dealt with many people, and I have also come into contact with many sages who have left their thoughts on the world in the books, I know the perspective of mortals, but when I see you, I am suddenly a little curious about what the world looks like in the eyes of a sane 'anomaly' like you......"

"Aha, it's such a philosophical question from the beginning, it's really a truth-keeper," Anomaly 077 smacked his tongue, "but haven't you seen Miss Alice?" Why don't you ask her? ”

Ted Lear was silent for a moment: "...... I don't think she has a view of the world. ”

“…… Aha, it looks like you've met Miss Alice," the sailor laughed pleasantly, then took another sip of his beer, and tilted his head as it let it trickle down the deck, "You ask me what I think?" Then I think the world is simply ruined. ”

Ted Lear frowned subconsciously when he heard this.

"That's what you're going to ask, Mr. Keeper," noticing Ted's expression change, the "sailor" turned his head for a look, then turned his gaze to the sky again, "and don't you think?" The sun has gone out twice, city-state disasters have occurred repeatedly, blasphemy and exile have awakened and returned, and the world seems to me to be rifts, shadows, hollows, and near-death noises...... You noble and resolute people—I don't mean sarcasm—you think all day long about mending the world, but think about it with your scholarly intellect...... Can I still make it up? ”

Ted Lear frowned but did not respond, he did not expect that he would get such an answer in a casual question just out of curiosity, and the sailor's attitude surprised him even more - these answers did not seem to be given casually, but as if they had been carefully thought about for a long time, as if this "anomaly" had observed, pondered the world a long, long time ago, and came to a thoughtful conclusion.

Anomaly 077 is unimpressed by Ted's silence.

"The world is coming to an end, Mr. Keeper, as a 'sailor', I can smell the approaching storm better than you do, and the world is now full of cracks compared to hundreds of years ago, like an old house with countless holes, and the howling cold wind will destroy everything that is crumbling the next time the hole widens - your tinkering is pointless, when the foundation stone collapses, painting the walls or pasting newspapers at the mouth of the cave is just a false moment of peace for the people in the room - prick up your ears, Mr. Keeper, Prick up your ears and listen carefully......"

The "sailor" slowly approached, put a hand to his ear in front of Ted Lear's eyes, and made a gesture of listening, with a smile on his face.

"Do you hear that? The hollow and shrill noise...... It was the wind blowing from subspace...... It passed through those large and small pores, vibrating in a range that ordinary people couldn't hear, and I could hear them all the time...... Now, you can too. ”

The faint noise echoed all around, as if it echoed directly in the brain, low and faint, but it was impossible to ignore its presence.

Ted Lear's eyes widened slightly, and he stared at the sailor with a rather stressful gaze.

"Relax, Mr. Keeper - that's how you deal with subspace, you have to do it for the rest of your life," the "sailor" didn't seem to care about the gaze in the slightest, he changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and leaned lazily against a pile of ropes, "Although you ran out of that place in an unbelievable way—I don't wonder what kind of 'miracle' saved you, but apparently, subspace still left a little mark on you...... Compared to the hapless people who accidentally glance at the subspace and go crazy to become monsters, this effect is already very lucky. ”

“…… This is also what a 'sailor' should understand? ”

"That's right." The dry corpse nodded as a matter of course, obviously not caring whether others believed it or not.

Ted Lear: "......"

The sailor didn't pay attention to Ted's reaction, the horrible corpse just adjusted the position he leaned on again, allowing himself to lie more lazily in a pile of ropes, and then shook the wine bottle while muttering: "I want to open it, this world is like this, if I want to open it, it is a day if I can't think about it, I need to have fun with wine in my hand, and it is a day to be able to mix it for a day, I can't sleep back now, or I will definitely sleep until the end of the world in one breath, but it's good now, I'll just open my eyes and wait for the end of the world to come......"

At this, the "sailor" turned his head slightly and glanced at Ted Learle with a smirk.

"As for you, Mr. Truth Keeper, you have your own business to do, and now it's time to go back - go back to your job and continue tinkering with this crumbling house, which is of little use, but perhaps...... The world is moving forward day after day in this 'useless' continuation, until a path suddenly appears at the end of the hollow...... At that point, all the lingering will be meaningful. ”

The low, chaotic noise once again spread from the depths of his mind, and the after-effects of the subspace caused Ted Liel felt in a trance again, and he felt as if something was wrong with his perception, but before he could figure out what was happening, a crackling sound suddenly came from a nearby deck, interrupting his train of thought.

He followed the sound and saw a dark green flame rising up on the deck, and then the flame burst into a swirling flame door, and a burning bone bird rushed out of the gate, hovering above his head.

Ted was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something, when he felt a flower in front of him, and he had been carried into the gate by the flaming strange bird.

The flame door was extinguished, and silence returned to the deck, as if what had just happened was just an illusion.

The sailor leaned against the pile of ropes, clutching the bottle in a daze, and a wriggling shadow suddenly appeared in the air not far from him.

The shadow quickly solidified and solidified, beginning to take on outlines and colors, and almost in a moment, the shadow turned into an old man in an old white robe with a wrinkled face.

The old man was emaciated and slightly slumped, like a traveler who had traveled countless years on a long journey, and he stood in the cold light of the Creation of the World, and the hazy shadow under his feet stretched forward and covered the figure of Anomaly 077.

After a moment of silence, the old man in his shabby robe turned his head, glanced deeply at the direction Ted Learle had left just now, and muttered softly, "...... Hollow ......"

In the next second, his figure suddenly disappeared into the wind, like an illusion left by a wrong time in the previous second, and disappeared without a trace in this second.

The sailor suddenly raised his head in confusion, he sat up from the pile of ropes, first subconsciously brought the wine bottle in his hand to his mouth and took a sip, but then frowned: "Why is this water tasteless......"

In the next second, his gaze finally fell on the wine bottle in his hand.

“…… Groove !! ”

……

The gray-white stone ball with a circular mountain pattern on the surface is quietly suspended in the sea, the small research platform located at the waist of the stone ball is bathed in pale golden "sunlight", and several elven scholars wearing researcher's short robes are standing on the edge of the platform tensely, looking at the figure at the front of the platform with a little trepidation and nervousness.

Alice was standing there, her head raised curiously in front of the stone ball, observing the strange big thing.

Duncan pushed her head back to her neck: "Stop playing - be careful of falling overboard!" ”

"Oh oh......" Alice suddenly shrank her neck, blinked her eyes at the "stone ball" in front of her while holding her head with both hands, and studied it for a long time before she came up with a sentence, "I don't see anything either......

"Didn't you hear or see any 'extra information' after approaching the stone ball?" Duncan frowned and looked at the puppet in front of him, "What about the 'sunshine' around it?" Did you hear or see anything after entering the interior of this luminous body? ”

Alice narrowed her eyes and looked around at the golden light that floated on the surface of the sea like some kind of crystal curtain—the light was reflected in Miss Doll's beautiful purple eyes, like rippling water.

She looked around for a moment, then turned to Duncan and said, "...... No information. ”

Duncan was a little disappointed: "No information? ”

Alice snorted, and seriously confirmed what appeared "in front of her eyes" when she stared at those golden lights, and nodded: "Well, it's 'no information'." ”

Duncan sighed with some regret: "Well, it seems ......"

He stopped suddenly, feeling as if something was wrong.

"Are you saying that you see the word 'no information,' or do you mean you don't see anything?"

Alice was right: "I saw it, and it shows 'no information' everywhere......"

Duncan: "......"

He suddenly realized the necessity of asking a word or two more when communicating with this Han Han - who would have thought of this puppet's thinking!?

But just as he was about to continue speaking, a crackling sound in the air nearby interrupted the communication between him and Alice.

A faint green flame rose up, and the swirling flame door instantly appeared in the air.

"I'm back," Duncan waved his hand at Alice, turning his head to look in the direction the door opened, but the next second, his expression changed slightly, "Wait, the door is ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the door of flame burst open, and then a familiar figure fell out of it—grazing the edge of the platform and falling straight into the sea below.

Interspersed with a brief exclamation from Ted Lear.

The burning bone giant bird flew out of the gate after it, circled in mid-air twice majestically, and after landing on the platform, poked its head and looked down, and let out a sharp cry: "Silly, you can fly!" ”

Duncan watched this scene dumbfounded, and Alice cautiously came to the edge of the platform and glanced down, and immediately patted her chest in fear: "It's really going to fall into the sea......"

Duncan slowly turned his head, glanced at Say, and then turned his gaze to look in the direction where Ted Lear had fallen.

…… How did the hapless "keeper of secrets" offend this pigeon?

(End of chapter)