This world has experienced astonishing historical changes. With the "Great Annihilation" as the node, the entire world and even the basic laws have undergone a radical change, so that the deep sea era after the Great Annihilation and the order era before the Great Annihilation can almost be regarded as two completely different "worlds".

But even so, there are still people who persevere in organizing the historical materials passed down since the Great Annihilation, and try to sort out the true picture of history from the fragmented and even contradictory archives of various city-states.

Unfortunately, perhaps because the inheritance was too completely cut off, or perhaps because the contradictions in the records of various city-states were too confusing, people have not yet been able to find relatively complete and reliable historical records before the mass extinction.

No one knows what the world was like during the Age of Order.

But fortunately, the world after the ancient kingdom of Crete has a relatively clear historical heritage left behind. Although city-states have risen and fallen, and separated and merged on the vast ocean, at least the continuation of civilization itself has never been interrupted. The memories of the ancient kingdoms are either preserved in books, engraved on boulders, or passed down from generation to generation in ancient secret families and associations. There are always many lost things, but there are also some preserved threads.

Scholars believe that the reason why the civilization of the deep sea era has been able to continue to this day under extremely unfavorable conditions is that more than half of the credit should be attributed to the miracle that illuminates the world:

Vision 001, the Sun.

This is the largest and most powerful vision known to mankind - in fact, due to its huge scale and its existence being so "natural", many scholars are arguing about whether the sun itself is a vision or a natural phenomenon, but the first group of recorders after the fall of the Ancient Kingdom of Crete, that is, the survivors of the Ancient Kingdom, simply called it Vision 001, and this ancient number has been passed down and has not changed to this day.

Obviously, not all visions are horrible and harmful. Vision 001 brings safety to the world half of the time. During the daytime under the sun, almost all pollution from the deep layers of the world will be suppressed below the sea level. It is precisely because of such stable daytime that the civilizations of various city-states have been able to develop to this day.

According to the data left by the ancient Kingdom of Crete, after the opening of the deep sea era and before the appearance of Vision 001, for a whole century, the entire world was shrouded in night - the cold and dim glow of the Creation of the World illuminated the boundless sea for a hundred years.

That is why the people of the Old Kingdom called their country "Eternal Night" and even called the era in which they lived by it.

Duncan stood in front of the narrow window, looking thoughtfully at the world under the sunlight.

What was the world like before the Great Annihilation?

Before that terrible hundred years of eternal night, had there ever been a sun shining on this world?

I think so, because no matter how many omissions and contradictions there are in the ancient records of various city-states, there is one thing in common: the Age of Order was a bright, safe and prosperous era.

But no matter what, that prosperous and bright era has passed. Today, the vast ocean is illuminated by Vision 001. Everyone in the world knows this and is grateful for the daylight brought by Vision 001.

Therefore, in such an era, the cultists who worship the ancient "real sun" and even use it to attack the sun in the sky today and call it the "fake sun" will appear to be particularly paranoid and twisted and will not be tolerated by the world.

What they attacked was not just the sun in the sky, they attacked the basis on which human civilization has struggled to survive to this day in the deep sea era.

But Duncan knew that the sun worshipped by those cultists... was most likely the true appearance of the sun that existed before the great annihilation.

From a certain perspective, that group of cultists had grasped a part of the true history - unfortunately, that true history had become the source of their distortion in this era.

Duncan didn't think that the ambitions of those cultists could be realized, nor did he think that they could really create a blazing fusion star by sacrificing human lives. The distortion of this world was far beyond imagination, and the deep sea era presented this appearance, which could not be explained simply by the loss of a star.

There is not even a single star in the night sky here.

Duncan returned to the room, closed the door, waved to the cabinet next to him, and called Ai, who was grinding his lips against the cabinet, down.

The dove landed on his shoulder and tilted its head: "Who's calling the fleet?"

Duncan ignored the bird and walked to the bed. He found the sun emblem he had hidden earlier in the corner of the bed. Then he thought about it, went to the cabinet, opened the door, found the drawer where the liquor was stored, and took out two bottles of liquor.

There seemed to be something stuck on the bottle. Duncan curiously turned the bottle and saw that it was a small note with Nina's handwriting on it: "Drink less."

The note seemed to have been posted a long time ago.

There was one sticker on every bottle of wine, and none of them had any effect.

Duncan smiled, closed the drawers and cabinets, took the two bottles of wine and the sun emblem back to the **, and poked Ai again to let it see clearly what he had taken.

"Try to bring them aboard the Lost Homeland if you can."

The pigeon immediately flapped its wings and made a proud sound: "Dear, free shipping by SF Express!"

Duncan nodded, laid himself down in a comfortable position, and began to prepare for the shuttle.

He had been away from the Lost Homeland for too long. Although nothing would happen to the ship without him watching over it, as the captain he couldn't always lock himself in the room.

Nina has to go to school in the afternoon, and she has some other things to do after the class, so it will be very late when she finishes. Duncan has already discussed with her and asked her to stay in the school dormitory for one more night and come back after school tomorrow afternoon.

During this time, Duncan happened to study the details of traveling through the spiritual world. At the same time, according to his previous idea, he tested whether he could control the activities of both sides of the body at the same time without completely cutting off the soul projection.

Based on my perception of the Lost Homeland when I was "here", this should be feasible.

While occupying this "fresh" body, the connection between himself and the original body of the Lost Homeland was obviously much stronger and more stable, which gave him confidence and inspiration.

As his mind slowly settled, Duncan breathed a sigh of relief, and a faint green flame burned on his shoulder. With crackling sounds, Ai the pigeon turned into a dead bird in the blink of an eye, and the brass compass on his chest also opened with a "click".

Endless darkness, glowing lines, twinkling stars - familiar feelings came like a tide, and the trajectory back to the Lost Homeland was the brightest "route" in this darkness.

Duncan's consciousness quickly shuttled along this route, and in the blink of an eye he felt that his main consciousness had awakened in the captain's bedroom of the Lost Homeland.

But before he completely left the dark space, he used his control over the spirit fire and his own soul to forcibly "brake" in an attempt to preserve the connection between himself and the "antique shop"...

On the Lost Homeland, in the captain's bedroom, Duncan slowly opened his eyes.

He looked down at his hands, then looked around, seeing familiar furnishings and hearing the familiar sound of waves.

He slowly stood up from the chair, and deep in his consciousness, he could clearly feel the touch of another body!

A smile slowly emerged on Duncan's face, and then, according to his own understanding, he began to try to sense and control his other body in the antique shop through that distant connection.

He tried several times.

In the city-state of Plande, on the second floor of Duncan's Antique Shop, the "antique shop manager" who was lying quietly on the bed suddenly opened his eyes!

The next second, the body lying on the bed turned its head little by little with a stiff expression, looking around the room like a zombie, and then slowly moved its hands and feet, as if forcibly controlling a rusty machine to make its limbs move.

If an outsider saw this scene, he would probably be so scared that he would go to the nearby sheriff to report that someone here was possessed by an evil spirit.

Looking at it from another angle, there seems to be nothing wrong with reporting it this way?

Duncan in the captain's room of the Lost Homeland was thinking about these strange ideas while he was awkwardly controlling the body with a "remote perspective" and it began to move slowly.

This is very difficult. When the consciousness is not in the body, directing the body's movements only through some remote connections is more difficult than asking a novice to control a puppet with twenty-eight joints.

But after many attempts, he finally succeeded in making the body in the city-state of Pland sit up!

The next second, the images transmitted remotely in his mind suddenly began to spin.

The body fell to the floor...

Duncan sighed: "Well, it looks like I'll have to practice for a long time."