Duncan paused for a long time in front of the great black throne.

He knew that this was another "fragment" of Saxoka after it had been torn apart, but that this "fragment" could no longer be separated from this throne - he was one of the cornerstones of the shelter in the era when the foundation of the Deep Sea Age was laid, permanently anchored to the beginning and end of this time, and became part of the vast system left behind by Navigator One.

It's just that he was suddenly a little curious...... Did the other "kings" know about it? When the "Creeping King" decided to "masonry" part of the remains of the "Dream King" into the shelter, how did they discuss it?

"Make the most of it," the grave keeper replied indifferently to Duncan's question, "at that time, they didn't have many resources at their disposal, and everything that came in handy had to be useful—and if the creator's plan failed, he had to be used in the next one." ”

Duncan nodded slightly, then left the platform where the throne was located, strolled to the walkway, and walked slowly along the mottled ancient columns, and when he was about to reach the end, he suddenly stopped: "Is there anything else you want to show me?" ”

"No," said the grave keeper slowly, "that's all there is to it. ”

"Then it looks like it's time to leave," Duncan looked up, glancing at the twilight-like chaos of the "sky" above him, simulated by some unknown light source, "The people outside are still waiting for news." ”

"I'll send you away." The grave keeper bowed his head and said.

"Well," Duncan nodded, but just as he was about to step onto the ramp, he suddenly stopped again, as if remembering something, "yes, there's one thing." ”

The grave keeper's gaze passed.

"Perhaps—I mean, maybe, I'll meet the 'Creator' you call it, and though I don't know if it's going well, and I'm not sure what the state of the 'Creator' will be, if I can meet him, is there anything you'd like me to convey on my behalf?"

The grave keeper fell silent suddenly, and after a long time, he slowly shook his head: "This shouldn't make much sense - the facility is going to be shut down, and after you leave, this place will cut off all contact with the outside world until the system is critical...... Even if you do meet our creator by then, I won't hear anything more. ”

Duncan stared at the grave keeper for a moment, then nodded silently.

But just as he turned around, the grave keeper suddenly spoke again: "Wait, you...... Tell me a word. ”

Duncan turned his head, his expression extremely serious: "You said." ”

"Tell him......" said the grave keeper, who hesitated for a moment, as if to organize the language, before saying with a strange solemnity, "we are honored to have done our job." ”

"I'll get it on." Duncan nodded, and turned to walk up the long ramp back to the road.

The grave keeper followed, and in silence he and Duncan set out of the mausoleum.

As he was about to reach the exit, the tall guard suddenly broke his silence: "In the future, they will not have to respond to the call - please remind the shadows gathered outside, no matter what comes from here, do not come near here again."

"There will be no new lists, no new information, the shelter has walked all the knowable paths left by its design, our observations have come to an end, and beyond that, a future that even the creators have not worked out...... No one knows what's in the future.

"Hopefully, in the coming days, they will all be ...... All...... Quiet...... Good. ”

With each word, the mausoleum guard's voice became more hoarse and low, and with each step, his steps became heavier - traces of the passage of time gradually appeared on his body, the aura of festering death gradually emerged, the pure white robe had somehow turned into a tattered and old shroud, and some kind of chain that seemed to have a sealing effect spread out of his body little by little, gradually winding him.

Then, the sound of a heavy door opening came from ahead.

The quaint and solemn mausoleum door opened, and Duncan stepped out of Vision 004.

He is the only one ever to come out of this door in a state of sobriety.

The figures waiting near the gate gathered in an instant, and Vanna was the first to come to Duncan's side, she stepped forward to hold Duncan's arm (although the latter didn't need to be supported at all), and her face looked rather worried: "Are you alright?" ”

"Of course I'm fine," Duncan said casually, glancing back at the same time - however, the grave keeper was no longer visible in the corridor of the black hole, only a swirling shadow gradually fading in the corridor, which made him frown, "How long have I been in?" ”

"For a moment," Helena's voice came from the side, "we heard a brief and eerie noise coming from inside the mausoleum, and then the door reopened, and you walked out. ”

"For a moment?" Duncan frowned.

"It's all like that," Vanna said, nodding to the side, "no matter how long you feel like you've been in the tomb, it seems to outsiders that it's only a moment in the past, and the scholars in the Church believe it's due to the flow of time within Vision 004 and the isolation of the outside......"

Lu En raised his hand: "To add, this theory was first developed by me a thousand years ago. ”

Listening to the words coming from beside him, Duncan was silent, he turned to look at the vision 004 that had returned to silence, and in his gaze, a low roar came from inside the quaint and solemn mausoleum, and then began to sink slowly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the majestic Cretan architecture disappeared from everyone's eyes.

And Vanna also noticed the solemnity and solemnity in the depths of Duncan's expression at this time, which made her can't help but speak: "If it's you...... I guess I still have memories of the inside of Vision 004, what did you see inside the mausoleum? ”

Duncan was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"What I see and hear inside Vision 004 is probably different from what I've ever heard...... I learned the truth about how this facility was built, and the future associated with it, but first, ......"

He raised his head, his gaze swept over the soul projections waiting in the assembly hall, and then his gaze fell on Helena and the other four popes.

"Let the others leave first, and after I tell you the truth about the tomb, you can decide how you should communicate with your own saints."

……

The gentle waves rose and fell outside the window, and a refreshing breeze blew into the room, and Alice opened the round window on the side of the captain's cabin to let fresh air into the room, and she stood in the sunlight and breeze, squinting her eyes in satisfaction.

"The room should be ventilated often, and the captain always forgets to open the window," said the puppet lady, as if to herself, as if to her ubiquitous "friends" on board, "things are going to mold after a long time!" ”

No one in the room responded to her thoughts, and even the goat's head, which used to be noisy, was unusually quiet, as if asleep, with its eyes half-open and half-closed on the edge of the chart table.

But suddenly, the head of the goat's head suddenly lifted up and began to turn from side to side.

It saw the puppet Alice cleaning the room next to it, and the "Dream Skull" placed not far from it, and let out a muffled grunt.

Alice immediately approached curiously: "Hey! Mr. Goathead! What happened to you? ”

The goat's head slowly moved his neck, making a crunch of wood rubbing and muttering, "Evil Gate...... I felt like I was in a dream. ”

Alice's eyes widened in surprise when she heard this: "Huh? Didn't you say you wouldn't dream? ”

"What else do you say...... goat's head muttered, "though the captain says I can dream, I myself will theoretically never be aware of it...... But just now I walked down, and it felt like a dream. ”

Alice was suddenly aroused with full curiosity, so she simply put the duster in her hand aside and sat down opposite the goat's head: "Speaking of which, I sometimes doubt that I can dream, but I don't remember anything when I wake up every day...... Do you remember what you just dreamed about? ”

The goat's head glanced at the curious puppet opposite, and his tone gradually became a little strange: "I dreamed of ...... I sat on a huge chair and sat on it for many, many years...... A lot of people were running around me, hustle and bustle, and ......"

It paused, and a frowning expression seemed to appear on its hard face: "And then there are many, many more children...... Just those who are running around...... All of a sudden, it's all my child......"

Alice leaned forward slowly with her chin in her hands, and the more she listened, the more her eyes widened, and the whole person seemed to be shocked by the description of the goat's head, and suddenly a sentence popped up: "It's all goat's head like you?!" So how do they run around? With a jumper? ”

The goat's head was stunned for a moment: "...... I think there's something wrong with your understanding, and that's not the point......"

But it didn't have time to correct the puppet's imagination - just as it was about to say more, the door to the captain's room was suddenly opened.

Duncan's tall figure appeared in the doorway.

Alice suddenly forgot the topic of the exchange just now, and with a smile got up from behind the chart table and walked to the door: "The captain is back!" ”

Duncan pinched Alice's cheek and walked into the room.

The goat's head turned its head, and his gaze fell on Duncan with some confusion: "You seem to have gone to a ...... Peculiar place? ”

Duncan did not respond to the other party's question, but walked to the chart table, and after adjusting his sitting position, he solemnly looked at the goat's head on the table and slowly spoke:

"I'll tell you something, don't panic first......"

(End of chapter)