In the room of the Captain of the Thunder Township, Duncan, who was sitting in front of the window with his hands on his chest and closed his eyes and resting, slowly opened his eyes.

He glanced at the familiar room furnishings, sensed his body's condition, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, he transferred his main consciousness to the Lost Country again, and the body left in the Prand City State was in the antique shop. He was slightly unfamiliar in controlling the body to clean up the first floor shop and hang the sign of rest at the door.

Duncan, in the captain's dormitory, slowly stood up from the chair, and while moving his hands and feet, he looked at the desk not far away. He saw the dove Ai walking around the edge of the desk. The sun mask that had been sent here was still lying quietly on the table. In the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled through the window, the golden surface of the mask was psychedelic, as if there were illusory flames flowing in its golden patterns.

The store manager Duncan in front of the antique shop hung up a wooden sign for rest in the evening and turned to greet a neighbor who happened to be home. He had a faint smile on his face and talked to the "old neighbor" about today's weather and recent business situation.

In front of the antique shop, his expression was a little stiff and his speaking speed was a little slow, but his neighbors did not doubt it - a bad gambling who was addicted to alcohol not long ago is now living seriously, which is enough to be surprising. In comparison, a little bit of slow reaction is nothing at all. How can a person who is damaged by alcohol be able to get more energetic?

In the captain's dormitory, Duncan showed a smile on his face. After controlling his "remote interactive shell" to complete a social attempt, he picked up the sun mask placed on the table.

There are still many things in the city-state of Pland, but not everything can be completed day and night, especially after night, the city-state has a strict curfew system. It is best to keep your human body in the store at night to prevent it from attracting attention. The time after the evening is best to leave it to the "orthodox" of the "Lord".

He was going to take this time to study the mask he had previously received from the Sun Priest.

The mask is cold and seems to be cast in pure metal. It is heavy and has a bit of weight.

Looking at the golden thing in his hand, Duncan's thinking suddenly became active. The first thing he thought was whether this thing was pure gold. If so, then after researching it, maybe he could even sell it for a lot of money...

Although he has no economic pressure on the city-state for the time being, money will never be too much in human society. What if it can be used in the future?

The wool on those sun cultists can be used to collect information, report it in exchange for bounty, and you can get extraordinary items that are destined to be with you. If there are extraordinary items that are not useful in Fuyu, it is normal to process and sell them after a little processing...

This is called three-dimensional development and sustainable development.

After thinking for a moment, Duncan suddenly touched his chin and sighed thoughtfully: "The Sun Cultist is full of treasures..."

Ai, who was walking, suddenly stopped, tilted his head and looked at Duncan, and made a sharp female voice: "Be a person, be a person!"

"You are not qualified to say to me," Duncan glared at the dove, then rubbed his fingertips, preparing to summon the spirit fire, first "clean up" the mask from the inside out, and then "test" it in-depth after gaining the authority.

A cluster of faint green flames ignited at his fingertips. Duncan was about to introduce the flame into his mask, but suddenly he heard a vague sound. The sound was faint and ethereal, as if it was whispering in his heart:

“…it may instead connect them with the Lost Country…”

Duncan's movements suddenly stopped.

He looked at the dove next to him: "Did you hear any sound?"

The pigeon thought about it, flapped his wings and ran away to the extreme and sang loudly: "Listen~ The sound of the sea crying~ I sighed that someone was hurt again~"

"Stop and stop... I shouldn't ask you!" Duncan quickly held the pigeon down, thinking that the communication process between him and the bird was simply a tm quantum state, and he could not measure it accurately. After holding the pigeon down, he immediately focused his energy and tried to track down the short-term "perception" that emerged in his heart when the "whisper" sounded just now.

He was sure that he had no auditory hallucinations just now! He was sure that he had definitely heard a voice, a young and quiet female voice!

And while the sound was heard, he also vaguely sensed a "connection", which was much weaker than the connection between him and the "remote body", but it definitely exists!

Duncan put the matter of the golden mask aside for the time being, and glanced at the spirit flames that were still burning quietly at his fingertips.

That faint connection also seems to be based on the burning of fire.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the "pointing sense" brought to him by the flames. In the darkness that followed, he seemed to see a glimmer of light emerging in front of his eyes.

The glimmer of light was a "window", and there seemed to be someone shaking in the window, but he couldn't see clearly or hear the situation opposite the window.

But even so, Duncan sensed the guidance of the flames in the dark - he opened his eyes and searched in the direction where the glimmer of light had appeared in the darkness, and suddenly saw a mirror hanging next to the door.

It was just an ordinary oval mirror with a simple and dark wooden frame, and it was not an extraordinary item, just like many ordinary people use it at home.

But Duncan could feel that his flame now needed a medium to enhance the faint connection that suddenly established - the mirror might be suitable for the blurry scene he saw in the darkness and the vaguely perceived direction.

Mirrors occupy a very important position in many occult rituals. They are regarded as symbols of "insight" and can also be used to extend the perception ability of the mind to observe originally invisible and unknown truths.

Duncan came to the mirror and touched the flame in his hand with a casual touch.

The green spirit fire was like flowing water, rippling on the glass mirror, and a light and shadow channel with a slightly green light was instantly established. The next second, the glimmer window Duncan saw in the dark appeared on the mirror extremely clearly!

He came over curiously.

In the slightly rippling light curtain, he saw an extremely tall lady standing near the window in a room reflected by lights. She was reading something in the afterglow of the sky, and she didn't seem to notice that a gaze was passing through the glass beside her, observing the scene in the room.

Fanna's eyes swept across the file and confirmed the contents word by word.

This is a notice jointly discussed and drafted by the bishops of various city-states, and is reviewed and approved by the Pope's coronation in the Cathedral of the Storm. The negotiation process of the notice is completed remotely in a state of psychic resonance. The entire process is watched and protected by the goddess to ensure that the text on the notice will not be disturbed by any abnormal or vision during the drafting process.

This extremely special notice document has only one function: to inform every voyager who is sailing on the vast sea that an upper anomaly is out of control of the civilized world.

This is very necessary.

The anomalies that are out of control on the vast sea will not disappear forever in the eyes of the world. Although the deep sea will devour everything, they will never devour the "abnormality" that fall into it. Those anomalies that are out of control often wander on the edge of the civilized world in a more bizarre way, chasing like wolves wandering around the ranch, threatening the safety of voyagers. Almost every year, voyage seamen will die due to the out of control.

As the custodian and sealer of abnormal objects, every church should inform all the captains who may encounter them after the abnormal objects in their name are out of control. No one thinks that this will damage the "face" of the Holy See, because this is the responsibility and obligation of the church.

Timely notice of the out-of-control situation may lead to the rescue of a ship that unfortunately encountered an abnormality on one day in the future, or the possibility of an out-of-control abnormality being resealed and contained.

Under normal circumstances, such notices will be issued to port units within 24 hours of the out-of-control incident, but this notice involving "Abnormal 099" is a little late.

Because this out-of-control incident not only involves abnormal 099-doll coffin, but also involves vision 005-lost town number.

The Pope and the Bishops must carefully consider the contents of the document to ensure that while the information disclosure is accurate, people should avoid attracting the attention of the Lost Countryman when reading this document.

Fanna's face was as deep as water, reading the document word by word, confirming whether the words in the document comply with the sacred and invisible prayer structure and whether it could avoid the gaze of the ghost captain of the Lost Country.

And on the window glass beside her, in the gaps of light and shadow that neither she nor the bishop could detect, Duncan was lying his head hard at the contents of the document.
Chapter completed!