Chapter 563 – Another Crumb

Chapter 563 Another bit of debris

Now, Duncan had two pieces of information about the red light:

One, before the Great Annihilation, before the end comes to those “old worlds”, a deep red like dark blood will first appear in the sky – its “body” is mapped in the depths of cosmic space, but propagated in a way that does not conform to the laws of optics. Deep in the cosmic space, but spreading in a way that does not conform to the laws of optics, it can be seen in a specific position in the sky at any location on the planet, and this position does not change with the rotation of the planet, as if it were reflected directly in the vision or mind of the observer.

Secondly, the red light does not seem to exhibit any direct “destructiveness”; it is more like a “phenomenon” or “feature” of the universe itself during the Armageddon phase, a symptom of the collapse rather than the collapse itself. It is more like a “phenomenon” or “characteristic” of the universe itself in the doomsday phase, a symptom of the collapse rather than the collapse itself.

Thirdly, the end of the world is not instantaneous; the whole process of destruction will last for a certain period of time, and the process of the end of the world is accompanied by the increase of all kinds of strange phenomena and the continuous distortion and mutation of the “rules”, until the underlying laws of the world can no longer withstand such distortion, and therefore the warrior and his companions have the last time to start a journey. Therefore, the warrior and his companions had the last time to start a journey, and the ship named New Hope had the last time to lift off and set sail.

For Duncan, this third point was especially crucial.

The end was not instantaneous, which meant that the people before the end had enough time to observe the “red light” – but in his memory, he had never seen the crimson color.

He was trapped in that “bachelor pad” overnight, he hadn’t seen any weird red light or paranormal phenomena before that, and he hadn’t seen any out of the window since then. ……

A bachelor pad?

Duncan’s recollection suddenly stuck, and after a moment, his brow furrowed a little.

His own “bachelor apartment”…… what in the end?
For a long time, he had always thought that the opposite side of the Lost Countryman’s Gate was his hometown, and outside of his bachelor pad, in the depths of the thick fog, there were still the bustling crowds of Earth, the ordinary and peaceful daily life, and he was only trapped in a room, separated from his hometown by a wall – but with the emergence of the “moon” and the “moon”, Duncan’s memory suddenly stalled for a moment. But with the emergence of the “Moon” and the gradual verification of the “World Convergence Theory”, this possibility has actually been infinitely close to zero.

If he had a premonition in this regard before, then this premonition has obviously been verified – he knows that he can’t go back.

But until now, he suddenly thought of another question: if the door opposite to the Lost Countryman is not his hometown, then what should be the essence of his remaining “single apartment”?
Whenever he “goes back”…… exactly where did he “go back” to?
Duncan frowned tightly, in the light “sunlight” that spread outside the window, but his mind suddenly appeared the longsword, as well as the mass of living metal that was once a “human”… …

“Another part of the world fragment?” he realized, but his expression became more complicated, “What is the nature of the world fragment? ”

Thoughts were rushing through his head, memories and speculations ebbing and flowing through his mind like continuous breaking waves, Duncan slowly paced the room, calming and organizing his thoughts in this way, then he returned to the table and casually drew a piece of paper from the side, absently sketching patterns on it – he didn’t really have any thoughts of what he was going to write or draw, but he just sketched it over and over again. just sketching lines and scribbling patterns on it over and over again.

And then he stopped abruptly.

He looked at what he had unconsciously drawn on the paper …… a moon outlined by messy lines.

It was as if he was looking at a hometown that was close at hand but could never return.

Alice said that if the symbol of the hometown appears in a place, then this place is the hometown …… Not very smart, but occasionally she is able to rely on the simplest and purest thoughts to go straight to the core of the problem, in a sense, what she said is actually right.

Hometown is here, but neither all, nor the familiar appearance of Duncan, it is only a small fragment, and like the “warrior” into living metal – has long become a kind of incomprehensible things.

Duncan subconsciously stretched out his fingers and touched the “moon” on the paper, as if asking someone, whispering to himself, “Yeah, what’s left of it ……”.

The sound of wings suddenly came from the side, interrupting Duncan’s distraction, and the fat white pigeon landed from the top of a nearby closet, waddled over to Duncan, cocked its head, then lowered its head and pecked at the moon on the paper with a thump of its beak.

It pecked a hole in the “moon” and raised its head and chattered, “Raise your head and look at the moon, raise your head and look at the moon, raise your head …….”

It suddenly stopped and continued to look at Duncan with a crooked head.

Duncan also froze looking at it, looking at this somehow suddenly from the compass “mutation” out of the pigeon, looking at this inexplicable follow themselves, and extraordinarily obedient intimate stupid bird.

“Aye, aye, aye, aye…” the pigeon flapped its wings and made a big, weird sound, “Aye… “

Duncan’s eyes suddenly widened, and he reached out and grabbed Aey’s body, but then hurriedly relaxed a bit, as if he was afraid of accidentally crushing this tiny “creature”, he felt his breath become rapid, his heart thumping, while the pigeon in his hand tilted its head and looked at this side with a seemingly stupefied expression.

Duncan finally opened his mouth, “…… Aye?”

The dove nodded, “Coo-coo.”

Duncan hesitated and switched to a more accurate pronunciation, “……IE?”

The pigeon nodded quickly, “Coo-coo.”

Duncan inhaled softly, “Internet Explorer ……?” The pigeon pumped its wings harder and flapped them more vigorously, at this moment, it seemed to be more excited than ever, and even seemed to have a million more excited words it wanted to say.

However, after flapping its wings for a long time, it only made a loud, meaningless “cooing” sound.

Duncan gently let go of his hand, and watched the fat pigeon happily walk around the table, stopping every now and then to tilt its head, curiously observing its “master”, with a seemingly perpetual glint in its green eyes of a broken internet connection and unresponsive processes – and then, after a long time, he finally sighed softly. After a long time, he finally sighed softly, and a complex smile appeared on his face.

It turned out that the answer was written on the face of the question from the very beginning.

This silly bird was just another fine piece of debris left behind from his suddenly extinguished homeland.

There was no going back, indeed there was no going back.

Duncan sat quietly in his chair, like a stone statue, for a long time without any movement, without any expression, without making a single sound.

After an unknown period of time, he blinked his eyes as if he had suddenly come to life, and then began to think – or rather, forced himself to continue to think:
If Aey was really Internet Explorer, then what was its “source”? Was it the code? Was it the huge amount of data that had been accumulated? Is it the myriad of hardware that once supported Internet Explorer? Or is it the abstract description behind the word?
Or is …… the symbol of a short-lived flame in the development of a civilization?

Perhaps a world fragment doesn’t necessarily correspond to an “entity”, but may even be a large concept – an abstraction from reality.

Does the conjecture work the other way around?
Would the entities that did exist in the “old world” remain in the form of “abstract concepts” in the deep-sea era after the Great Annihilation? The countless abnormal visions on this boundless sea, and the countless invisible things and forbidden knowledge born around them, what were they ……?
As well as the most crucial – the principle behind these changes, what exactly is it? What exactly was the nature of the Great Annihilation, and that red light?
New answers brought new questions, question after question, never seeming to arrive at the end of the truth, Duncan felt as if his mind had come to a dead end, and it was no longer possible for him to find a direction to continue downward until more clues appeared.

And just then, a soft knock on the door suddenly came from behind him, just in time to interrupt his deepening, difficult thoughts.

Duncan quickly snapped back to his senses as he sensed a breath at the door, and breathed a soft sigh of relief to calm his mood a little, “Come in, Alice.”

The door to the room opened and the doll girl stepped in, holding a large platter with the dinner Duncan had missed.

“Captain,” Alice said with a bit of worry in her tone, “You haven’t eaten your dinner yet.”

For some reason, just the sight of Alice’s expression, which never seemed to be anything but impure, made Duncan feel much calmer in his confused mind.

He gave a small smile, “Thank you, leave it on the table.”

“Oh,” Alice casually put the plate down, then hurriedly added, “Don’t worry, these are all very normal foods, according to common tastes – Nina said that this place’s ‘traditional food’ are not for human consumption ……”

With that, she looked up again to observe Duncan’s demeanor, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine now,” Duncan breathed a long sigh of relief as he sorted through the questions that he had just figured out, a smile gradually appearing on his face, “Indeed, with all that has been gained …… it’s only right to be happy. ”

“Oh,” Alice half-listened, but she did feel that the captain’s mood really seemed to have changed for the better, so she let it go, “They were a bit worried about you, so they let me come up to see if you were alright.”

Duncan nodded gently, but in his heart he suddenly felt a bit emotional.

In this big house, there are really a lot of people who are always worried about his “state”, and these worries are many and varied, perhaps only in front of him this usually naive looking mannequin …… is never mixed with a little bit of impurity to his worry.

If she had to say, Nina might be another one.

Sighing in his mind, Duncan smiled and shook his head, then suddenly something else occurred to him.

“Alice,” he turned his gaze to look into the gothic doll’s eyes, “there’s something I need your help with.”

Alice didn’t even think about it, “Huh? Yeah!”

Duncan nodded and reached into his pocket, removing the brass key he always carried with him.

“Alice, I’m going to use this key again.”

“Yeah!”

(End of chapter)