Chapter 60: This Door Leads to the Lost Country Number

Chapter 60: This Door Leads to the Lost Country

Duncan and Alice stood at the end of the stairs leading to the bottom of the cabin, what they saw was a strange and frightening scene – the entire bottom of the Lost Country ship was in a state of disintegration, and beyond the broken cabin was a certain kind of nothingness filled with endless darkness and shimmering light.

Is this the true “bilge structure” of the Lost Country? Then what was beyond the shattered cabin?
Could such a scene exist below the sea level of the Boundless Sea?

Duncan cautiously took two steps forward into the broken hull, stepping on the largest of the planks and looking back the way he had come.

The “last door” still stood still, fixed to a floating plank, and behind it was a dark staircase that sloped down to the top – yet there were no walls to be seen around it, only emptiness.

The door was floating alone in this space.

Duncan cautiously stepped around behind the door and realized that there was nothing behind that, and through the open door he could see directly across to the cabin in its shattered state.

“Captain ……” Alice’s nervous voice this was coming through, the figure looked around with a scared look on his face before his eyes finally fell back on Duncan, “It’s . . this is normal, right?”

Duncan’s heart was even more uncertain than this doll’s, after all, the latter could still blindly trust the captain, but where could he, the “captain”, find confidence at this time? However, looking at Alice’s nervous appearance, and then associated with the goat’s head had said those “crew code”, Duncan still hard control of his own uneasiness, maintaining the usual serious and calm appearance.

“Don’t worry,” he said lightly, “the Lost Country is a ship you can’t imagine.”

“Indeed, indeed it is unimaginable ……,” Alice said in awe, Duncan’s stoic demeanor apparently reassuring her slightly as she began to curiously survey the shattered hulls as well as the chaotic light outside of them, ” Captain, it doesn’t look like there’s water out here ……?”

Duncan thought for a moment and suddenly looked at Alice curiously, “Do you think this outside is below the surface of the Infinite Sea?”

Alice froze, “Huh? Why are you asking me?”

Duncan looked bashful, “Because you have experience.”

“Then it wasn’t thrown …… by you,” Alice subconsciously opened her mouth, but she hurriedly swallowed back in the middle of her sentence and began to answer honestly, “I don’t think it’s… …The sea must be full of water ah, even if the boundless sea is not right, there must be water under the sea level, but this outside looks like …… just like ……”

“A void filled with chaotic streams of light,” Duncan shook his head and slowly walked forward, he came to the edge of the planking debris under his feet and looked down at the flowing lights and shadows outside the cabin, “The bottom of the Lost Country ship …… isn’t within the Boundless Sea.”

Alice froze, “Huh? Then where is this?”

Duncan didn’t say anything, looking high and mighty – actually because he didn’t know either.

But he still had a vague guess: perhaps the ship was actually sailing through several different dimensions at once? On the surface it looked like the Lost Country was sailing on the infinite seas of the real world, but in reality different parts of the ship were pressed into different dimensions!!!?

This also explains why the deeper we go into the Lost Country, the more eerie and gloomy the surrounding cabins become, or perhaps it’s not the cabins themselves that are eerie and gloomy at all. ……

Then what is this obscure chaotic space outside the cabin if not the Boundless Sea? It doesn’t look like the spirit world, and it doesn’t look like the dark space we saw when we performed the spirit world shuttle …… Could it be a deeper place? Deeper? Subspace?
With countless speculations and assumptions in his mind, Duncan slowly reached out and drew the pirate sword at his waist, then with one hand holding the lamp and the other holding the longsword, he slowly probed towards the edge of the shard under his feet – he was very cautious at the moment, even though the gap between the shards looked like it could be jumped over in a single step, he didn’t take a hasty step, and instead, he wanted to test the waters with his longsword first.

God knows if something would suddenly emerge from these cracks and swallow up the person who rashly crossed over.

In the next second, his eyes widened slightly in surprise.

He saw that the tip of the longsword had disappeared, while at the edge of the debris on the opposite side of the crack, a tip of the sword had emerged abruptly.

Duncan frowned and tested again in a different direction, and a similar phenomenon occurred again.

It finally dawned on him slowly.

These seemingly cracked areas were actually still spatially continuous! The seemingly fragmented bilge structure actually remained intact! He straightened up, looked around at the cracks and the light and shadow flowing outside the cracks, and realized in his heart: these “breaks” were only an optical result, but did not affect the spatial continuity, the hull of the Lost Country was not broken here, but due to some reasons, the “picture” outside the hull appeared in the “picture” outside the hull, and the “picture” of the hull appeared in the “picture” outside the hull, and the “picture” of the hull appeared in the “picture” outside the hull. The hull of the Lost Country had not broken up here, but for some reason the “picture” outside the hull had appeared inside the hull.

But what is the reason for this? Is it a spatial overlap? Or is it an erroneous projection from a higher dimension to a lower dimension?
Duncan subconsciously mobilized all the reliable or unreliable knowledge in his mind to try to explain the strange phenomenon here, while Alice on the side watched the captain do something strange at the edge of the crack with a puzzled look, shining the lamp around and poking the sword around at the same time, and after half a day she finally couldn’t help but open her mouth: “Captain…. . are you using a special pacification ritual to …… pacify the cabin?”

Duncan turned his back to Alice and silently put away his longsword, stiffening his head, “…… Right.”

“Oh! Awesome!” Alice’s eyes instantly lit up, “So are you going to perform a pacification ritual on all the shards here?”

“…… That will suffice,” Duncan continued stiffly with a stern face before hurrying to divert the inquisitive mannequin’s attention before she could continue to speak, “Let’s move on. ”

As he said this, he took a cautious step forward with his carrying lamp in hand – as he took this step out, he tensed almost his entire body of muscles and nerves, ready to guard against any unforeseen circumstance as he crossed the rift, but as it turned out, nothing happened.

Just as he had tested with his longsword, he “skipped” the process of crossing the rift, and walked straight to the opposite side of the shard as if he were walking in a normal ship’s cabin.

Alice watched in amazement as the captain walked in front of her, ignoring the cracks beneath his feet, and followed suit, but she tensed up as she crossed the cracks, and couldn’t help but speed up and jump forward. ……

and then rightfully ran headlong into Duncan in front of her.

Duncan then felt the sound of the wind behind him, followed by something that hit his back solidly, and immediately subconsciously a violent turn to raise his hand and swing –

In the next second, he looked expressionlessly at the headless mannequin that was scrambling around behind himself to get enough, while Alice’s head was rolling a dozen meters away while stuttering, “Right …… right …… right no ……”

“You honestly wait here, I’ll pick it back up for you,” Duncan sighed, while reflecting in his mind why he had to bring this waste of mannequins down while quickly catching up with Alice’s head that had gradually rolled farther and farther away, picking it up with a light hand, “Do you want to consider giving your neck a screw? ……”

Alice’s head, however, seemed as if it hadn’t heard the second half of Duncan’s tirade, she just suddenly widened her eyes and looked in a certain direction next to her, “That …… that …… there’s… . there’s a fan ……”

Duncan frowned once and twisted his head to look in the direction that Alice’s head was desperately signaling with her eyes.

A dark, wooden door stood silently on the debris at the end.

A door …… Surprisingly, there was another door, and sure enough, there was another door!

When Duncan saw the hint on the door at the end of the staircase, he thought that this kind of classic situation would not happen, but when he saw that there was really an extra door in the “bilge space”, his heart couldn’t help but jump!
At this time, Alice’s body also stumbled over, Duncan returned the doll’s head to her while looking at the door: “Was there such a door over there?”

Alice tucked her head back into her neck with a boop and glanced over as she moved her cervical vertebrae, “I don’t think so, it appeared after we came through.”

Duncan gave a noncommittal hmmm and cautiously walked towards the door with his lantern in hand.

In fact, he had no use for the illumination of the carrying lamp in this bizarre cabin, the chaotic shimmering light that seeped in from outside those cracks was obscure but enough to maintain a base level of brightness throughout the space, but he still maintained the lamp in his hand at all times – it was a necessary precaution.

Though Goathead hadn’t warned about this aspect, Duncan had decided never to extinguish the lamp as long as he remained in the chamber below the waterline.

The new door looked plain, its dark panels not much different from the “last door” at the end of the staircase, and similar in style and material to those used in most of the cabins on the Lost Country.

Duncan looked up, and above the door’s frame, he saw a line of letters that looked as if they had been cast in bronze:

“This door leads to the Lost Country.”

(End of chapter)