Noticing the seriousness in Duncan's words, Vanna subconsciously had many associations and guesses in her mind - but the next second, she forcibly controlled her thoughts and nodded solemnly with Morris.

Controlling your curiosity is the basic rule for survival in this world.

After confirming that Morris and Vanna had realized the seriousness of the matter, Duncan breathed a sigh of relief, then nodded to Alice beside him and said, "Pick up this pile of stuff on the table - don't pour it into the sea, burn it directly."

"good!"

Watching Alice swiftly clean up the mess on the table, Duncan sat back in his chair, his mind still recalling the scenes he had seen in that strange dark space and thinking about the information revealed in those "conversations".

At the same time, he was also thinking about how to establish contact with that dark space again.

The manuscript cannot bear the impact of the "truth"... Then where is the original copy of this "blasphemous book"? If we get the original copy, can we establish a stable connection with that strange dark space? Or... are there other extraordinary items that can achieve similar effects?

Duncan recalled his experience of having a dream on the Lost Homeship and then mistakenly entering another Lost Homeship in the subspace - behind the door of the captain's room of the other Lost Homeship was the strange dark space.

So he boldly guessed: "Dark Space" itself should be a "place" that actually exists in the subspace, and establishing a connection with it requires certain media and skills. The "manuscript" brought by Morris helped him establish this connection, but... it is not necessarily the only available "medium". If he can find a way to go to "another Lost Homeland" again, maybe it will work.

Method...subspace?

Duncan frowned and immediately restrained the thoughts that were heading in this direction.

Because he couldn't be sure whether the thought came from his own or was "released" to him by the subspace.

But one thing is very clear.

He needed more "samples" - whether it was the golden mask of the Sun Cultists, the manuscript of the blasphemous book of the Annihilation Cultists, or something in the hands of the End Preacher, all of these would help him understand the truth of this world.

Thinking of this, Duncan immediately raised his head and looked at Morris and Vanna across from him: "Do you know where I can get more similar items? I mean items like this 'Book of Blasphemy' that the cultists use for major ceremonies and preaching."

"You want more?" Morris was surprised, then thought about it seriously and shook his head. "This... I'm afraid it's difficult. Although the Orthodox Church and the city-state authorities often seize some cult items, usually these things will be destroyed after necessary identification and research, no matter how special they are or how valuable they are."

Duncan raised his eyebrows: "Destroy it directly? Without leaving any trace?"

"No samples, only data," Vanna answered him. This judge was obviously more professional than Morris in the relevant field. "For some extremely dangerous things, no data will be kept. Only some descriptive texts that have been 'translated' and 'safely modified' will be kept. They will also be stored in special archives, or even just in the memories of some 'keepers'."

She paused and explained further, "Because truly powerful cult items are basically equally dangerous and polluting, and they are directly directed at heretical gods. This danger and pollution will gradually increase over time. We often cannot predict how much harm they can cause, so the safest way is not to keep any. And..."

"Besides, human minds are unpredictable. Moreover, even the strongest guardians can sometimes reveal their weaknesses." Morris saw that Vanna was hesitant, so he took the initiative to take over the conversation. "The guards who guard blasphemous objects can be bewitched and change imperceptibly. Sometimes they don't even know that they have fallen. In 1666, a saint in the city-state of Moko had a hallucination and talked with a forbidden book he was guarding. The book became alive, and dozens of people died tragically. Since then, the city-states no longer kept samples of the confiscated heretical objects."

Vanna sighed, "In some sense, heretical items are more dangerous than 'abnormal' items - because no matter how high the abnormality ranks, as long as the sealing rules are mastered, it can be controlled or even used, while heretical items... sometimes even they themselves don't know what will come out of them."

"Well," Duncan rubbed his forehead, "It looks like we can't expect to get samples from the city-state... We still have to find wild cultists and kill them on the spot."

Listening to the captain's words, Vanna's mouth twitched subconsciously, and then hesitated for a moment: "If... you are really interested, I can find a way to borrow some information from the cathedral. Although the corresponding items have been destroyed, there are still safe research materials."

"...If possible, please help me find some information." Duncan nodded.

However, he felt that these materials would not be of much help to him - because what he wanted was not the information, but to find a suitable "medium" among those heretical objects.

The blasphemous book just now has proved one thing: the same extraordinary object may present a different "attitude" in his eyes and in the eyes of ordinary people. The knowledge recorded by the scholars of the Orthodox Church is mostly useless to him.

But no matter what, it never hurts to increase some knowledge in the supernatural field.

Just then, a noisy sound coming from outside the captain's room suddenly interrupted the conversation between Duncan and Vanna.

It sounded like Shirley and Agou were making noise together.

Duncan frowned: "Open the door."

Alice immediately ran over and opened the door of the captain's room, and then saw Shirley and Agou who just ran to the door: "Hey, don't make a lot of noise on the ship..."

"Oh, I know, I know, but it's important!" Shirley yelled at the door, squeezing in from beside Alice with her petite body, "Captain, Captain! Agou is possessed! He said he saw something really weird!"

"Agou... is he possessed?" Duncan's face twitched suddenly, and he looked at the Deep Hound being dragged in by Shirley in confusion, "How can a Deep Demon like him be possessed?"

Morris and Vanna beside them also had expressions of "What kind of weird thing is this?". However, Agou, who was dragged in, climbed up suddenly. He looked really nervous and terrified: "Really, I saw that thing twice in a row! It suddenly popped up in my mind when I was reading a book, and it stared at me directly at the conscious level..."

"While reading?" Duncan frowned upon hearing this. "What's the big deal? Isn't this often the case on the ship? When Nina is busy with her homework, she cooks several braised dishes a day..."

"It's not my fellow villagers!" Ah Gou shook his huge dog head, looking a little anxious, "It's not a shadow from the spirit world or some other evil spirit, it's something I haven't seen before - that thing appeared directly in my 'consciousness', like a bunch of strange lights, with a big one in the middle, emitting red light, and a few small ones around it, just like the 'starry sky' between the spirit world and the abyss, with dots of light surrounding the red light source in the middle..."

Agou was just talking halfway when Morris next to him suddenly took two steps forward: "What did you say? What did you see?!"

It was the first time that Ah Gou saw this elegant and steady old scholar react like this. He was immediately startled and subconsciously shrank his neck: "Uh... a big red light, surrounded by a bunch of flashing light spots..."

Morris listened in amazement, and confirmed the details with Agou several times before finally looking up.

The old scholar's face was full of astonishment and confusion, as if the worldview he had built up over half a lifetime had suddenly been hammered with a hole, and he was speechless for a long time.

Vanna on the side had already reacted. The muscles on her face trembled twice, and she turned to Morris hesitantly: "Then it sounds... a bit like..."

"The God of Wisdom, Lahem, is watching..." Morris muttered to himself, and then looked down at Agou, as if he was looking at a rare antique that had just been unearthed from the ground, "You are being watched by the God of Wisdom?"

The captain's room suddenly became quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, Ah Gou raised his head blankly: "...What did you say?"

Duncan didn't pay attention to Agou's reaction, but frowned and looked at Morris: "Are you sure?"

"Unless Agou is lying, there is no other explanation," Morris said immediately, "It describes exactly the image formed in the mind of the 'Blessed One' when the God of Wisdom descends to look at him. I have also seen it - every believer who follows Lahem will be familiar with it."

Duncan fell silent.

After a long time, he looked at the dark demon who was lying on the ground in a daze.

"What were you doing when you saw that scene?"

"When I was doing the exercises," Agou said honestly, "I did geometry once and algebra once."

Duncan: “…”

He said nothing, but continued to look at Agou quietly, looking at the other's ugly and huge...dog head.