Chapter 18: Sewers

Chapter 18 The Sewers

Before leaving the cave where he was temporarily hiding, Duncan yanked some rags from a nearby corpse and wrapped them around himself.

It was not because he could not stand the coldness of the cave, but in order to more or less block his open heart – although the hole in his chest did not affect Duncan’s “survival” at all, but as a normal person in his bones, walking around in the cold was a really difficult task. Walking around in the cold is really a too evil thing, to the body to set something at least can bring a little comfort, but also can reduce some of the “wind through the hall” to bring the weird sense of touch.

And Duncan also took into account in this underground space when walking suddenly bumped into other people’s possible – common sense deduction, chest exposed a big hole may not be conducive to talk to strangers ……

Thus, after briefly treating the “wound”, Duncan carefully left the gloomy and humid cavern, and entered a tunnel connected to the cavern, slowly walking towards the depths.

This temporary body is not “convenient”, not only the fatal break in the chest affects the flexibility of movement, but also Duncan can obviously feel the weakness of this body, the too thin arms and legs can not even walk fast, and the “Ghost Captain” is so strong that it is obviously beyond the mortal’s strength. The arms and legs were too thin to walk fast, and were no match for Captain Ghost’s body, which was so strong that it was clearly beyond mortal strength.

Duncan couldn’t see the full picture of his body, but judging from what he could see, he guessed that it should be a teenager, a teenager who was weak due to chronic malnutrition – even though the person who was manipulating this body was the soul of a powerful Ghost Captain, it seemed that the strength of the soul could not break through the physical weakness brought by the weak body. physical limits imposed by the frail body.

Unfortunately, there was no choice now, Duncan could only control this almost barely functional body to slowly explore forward in the deep tunnel, he knew that in the state of this temporary body, he was afraid that he would be helpless in any crisis, and he could only pray that this shell could be used for a while longer.

The tunnel was very deep, damp and gloomy, but there seemed to be hidden ventilation holes, a slight air current had been flowing through the neighborhood, and at intervals, torches or oil lamps could be seen hanging on the wall, and the existence of these things proved that there had been people moving around here.

After walking along the tunnel for a long distance, Duncan suddenly found that the road in front of him opened up, and traces of man-made things began to appear in his sight – he saw a fork in the road at the end of the tunnel, and the road connected to the fork had flat walls with high semi-circular arches, the brick floor was dark and wet, and there were two watercourses running along the sides of the ground, with disgusting sewage flowing in them.

On the walls on both sides of the road, there were openings that looked like drainpipes, and sewage flowed out of some of them and was injected into the waterways below, flowing into the darker distance.

“…… Sewers?”

Duncan quickly reacted to the fact that what he had in front of him was obviously some sort of sewer system of considerable size, and that the place where many remains had been hidden before looked like a natural cave structure that was connected right to the sewers.

A massive sewer, a natural cave connected to the sewer, and hidden remains.

Duncan’s mind instantly came up with countless conjectures, and at the same time when many conjectures came up in his mind, he was also carefully observing the details of the “sewer” in front of him.

The scale is huge, the construction process is excellent, the main support part seems to be reinforced concrete structure, may even be enough to be used as some kind of underground bunker if necessary.

To be able to build something of this size, the size of the city above this sewer must not be small, and the various technologies must have been developed to a certain level.

Technology could not exist in isolation, behind every engineering product was the synchronized support of countless related industries and technologies, even if it was just a sewer, it could reveal to Duncan the level of construction, planning, materials and maintenance behind it, as well as the corresponding concepts of the residents’ lives.

This was enough for Duncan, who was currently severely lacking in intelligence, to obtain some valuable information from the civilized world.

Duncan walked forward along the sewers, stopping abruptly just a short distance away, and his eyes fell on a nearby wall.

Set into that wall was a lamp – a glass cased fixture with a rather sturdy looking metal cage covering it.

Compared to the torches and oil lamps in the previous caves, the lamp embedded in the wall was obviously brighter, and inside the frosted glass shell was a bright flame that was burning steadily, and the light it emitted was enough to illuminate a considerable distance in the sewers.

Duncan padded up to get a closer look, for him now, everything from outside the Lost Country, especially the creations of modern civilization, held great appeal.

After half a day of observation, Duncan finally figured out what the light source in front of him was – it was a gas lamp. However, this gas lamp was different from the ones he had once seen on the information, besides the difference in style, the most obvious thing was that he saw a few slender symbols on the glass cover of the lamp shell.

The symbols seemed to have been added at the beginning of the production of the lamp shell, curved in a hieroglyphic-like gesture, Duncan did not recognize these symbols, but he immediately associated with the mysterious runes that he had seen on the mechanical ship and Alice’s “coffin”.

Although the content is different, but all have a similar …… “temperament”.

It was some kind of sanctified, ritualistic thing.

Duncan backed away a bit as he looked up deeper into the sewers and saw gas lamps burning brightly at intervals on the walls.

For an underground facility that was hardly ever visited except for necessary maintenance, the sewers were even overloaded with lighting, and each of the gas lamps probably had a similarly mysterious “rune” on its casing.

This gave Duncan a feeling as if these densely distributed gas lamps were actually fighting against something in this unvisited dark underground – the “world of human civilization” behind them was fighting against something.

Duncan walked along the path illuminated by the gas lamps, watching the surrounding walls, floors and vaults for any valuable clues, when suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something strange.

He stopped at a spot between the two gas lamps, which was considered one of the dimmer sections of the sewer, and looked up at an angle to see something painted in dark red paint high up on the wall, near the top of the sewer vault.

Duncan squinted his eyes and struggled to discern half a dozen things before he finally got a good look at the rough lines outlining the image – he saw a pair of hands reaching for the sky as if they were worshipping something at the top of their lungs, and high up in the direction of the hands those hands were clustered in was an orb emanating ten thousand rays of light.

Beneath this image of worship and clustering was a crooked line of writing, the strokes of which trembled as if they contained intense fervor and anticipation, and the letters on it were not in any of the Earth’s scripts, but which Duncan naturally knew–

“The False Sun will eventually fall, and the true Sun God will rise from blood and fire! All life to the Sun, all order to the Sun!”

Duncan stood silently in the sewer, gazing up at the dimmest junction of the gas-lamp’s glow, at the dark red graffiti, at the sun that seemed to be drenched in blood, radiant and fervently worshipped.

As if gazing longingly into another world.

And so he watched for a long time, until a noise suddenly came from the depths of the sewers, and a few footsteps reached Duncan’s ears.

He snapped his head up to look in the direction from which the noise had come, only to see several figures in hooded robes approaching from ahead, the heads and faces of those figures shrouded in the shadows of their hoods, appearing like eerie ghosts and monsters in the depths of the filthy sewer.

Duncan did not hide – in fact, there is almost no hiding place in this straight section of the sewer, and his temporary body with limited mobility can not do “blind running” or other high-end operations, so after a brief search, he simply stood in the center of the sewer with a big smile! He stood in the center of the sewer, staring openly at the hooded men who were coming from the front, who were very suspicious no matter how he looked at them.

Since this body couldn’t run away and was destined to be a disposable consumable, it would be better to exchange a little bit of information back at the end.

In the next second, those few hooded men walking out from the depths of the sewers noticed Duncan’s presence.

(Momma yeah!)

(End of chapter)