One will, paying attention to two perspectives at the same time, controlling two bodies, doing completely different things, this is a very novel experience for Duncan.

It is also an extremely difficult challenge.

He thought that he could no longer be considered an ordinary person now, but even so, it was not easy to control two bodies at the same time without any burden. He tried hard to get familiar with the feeling of multitasking, and in the end, after struggling for a long time, he could only barely control the body that was in the antique shop to crawl back to ** and continue to stay alive.

But judging by the feedback coming from deep within his consciousness, he believed that he would be able to master this skill of multitasking sooner or later - it just took a long time of familiarization and training.

After properly placing the body in the antique shop and paying some attention there, Duncan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The most important thing after finishing the journey in the spirit world is to ensure the connection with the "remote body" as soon as possible. This is directly related to whether the foothold he has finally found in the civilized world can be used for a long time. After this matter is settled, he feels a lot more relaxed and has the energy to pay attention to other things.

At this moment, a sound of flapping wings came from the side. Ai, the pigeon, ran to Duncan in two or three steps. The bird puffed out its chest, with a look and tone full of pride: "Transmission successful!"

Duncan's eyes passed over the pigeon and fell on the table behind it.

A pale golden sun emblem and two bottles of liquor were quietly placed there.

A smile slowly appeared on Duncan's face, and then it became brighter and brighter.

It is feasible! It is feasible to let this pigeon carry "goods" while walking in the spiritual world! And it is not limited to extraordinary items, even ordinary items can be transmitted!

With a satisfied smile, he stood up and took several items from the table. He first checked the condition of the sun emblem, confirming that there was still a faint power flowing in this extraordinary item. That was the power that had been completely occupied and transformed by his spiritual fire. Then he picked up one of the bottles of liquor, took off the lid and put it in front of his nose. A strong smell of alcohol immediately came.

Duncan glanced down at Ai, who had begun pacing on the table.

Efficient, high quality, and free shipping - he began to like this mysterious pigeon.

The pigeon immediately noticed the sight of its "master". It trotted over to Duncan's side, pecking at the table with its beak and shouting, "Give me some fries! Give me some fries!"

"There are no French fries on the ship for now, but I think that won't be a problem soon," Duncan happily held the pigeon in his hand and looked at the pigeon with wide eyes. "I just don't know what the upper limit of the amount of matter you can transmit each time is, whether it is limited to inanimate objects, and whether there will be 'packet loss'... We need to test it a few more times..."

The pigeon thought for a moment and tilted its neck: "Lost packet? Oops, the page is gone..."

"...Yes, that's what I'm afraid of. Your name always makes me feel unreliable." Duncan's thoughts diverged. He was excited by the fact that the pigeon successfully transmitted more things to the Lost Homeland. This made him think of more feasible attempts, not just limited to delivering supplies to the ship. However, the bird's erratic IQ and poor logic always made him feel uneasy. After thinking about it, he still felt that he should do a few more tests before truly establishing a "supply line" between the Lost Homeland and the land.

With a plan in mind for the next step, Duncan stood up from his chair and walked towards the door leading to the chart room, but stopped after taking just two steps.

He moved his joints on the spot, stretched his legs and feet, and felt the touch from his limbs.

Agile and powerful, without any sense of fatigue or sluggishness, as if he had just sat at the table for a short while.

However, he was very clear that he had "left" the Lost Homeland for more than a day. When he was walking in the spiritual world, his body remained in the captain's bedroom, and he had been sitting at the table.

Duncan carefully sensed his limbs and bones. With his precise grasp of his own physical condition, he was almost certain that this body completely maintained the state it was in at the moment of walking in the spiritual world. It was as if... the moment the consciousness left, the body fell into a kind of "stagnation".

Is this also the special power of "Captain Duncan"? Or is it because he is now half a ghost, so he is as tireless as a ghost?

He thought about it curiously, but had no clue at all.

He has begun to understand the history of this world and the rise and fall of civilized city-states, but he cannot even solve his own secrets.

But no matter what, this doesn't seem to be a bad thing. This body doesn't require too much "maintenance", which means he can be more at ease to devote some of his energy to other aspects.

Duncan was a very open-minded person, or rather, he was very good at putting aside those temporarily unsolvable puzzles. After he figured it out, he went to the door and pushed open the door to the chart room.

Captain Duncan is back.

The oak door creaked slightly, breaking the silence in the chart room. The next second, the wooden goat head on the edge of the navigation table suddenly made a creaking sound. The piece of wood quickly turned its head in the direction of the sound. Under the empty gaze, it slowly said, "Name?"

"Duncan Abnomer," Duncan glanced at the goat head, "I'm back."

"Ah! The great Captain Duncan has returned to his loyal Lost Homeland! I'm sorry, Captain, your spiritual journey this time took quite a while, so I need to confirm it once more... After all, this is the rule you set. How do you feel? How is your mood? How is your body? What did you gain from this long spiritual journey? Did you find anything interesting? Would you like to share this journey with your loyal first mate and the following is omitted? Did you notice that I used 'the following is omitted' just now? Miss Alice said that this can make the words more concise, and you may prefer this concise..."

"Shut up. You made up for the few words you used in the nonsense you said later." Duncan glanced at the noisy guy. "Did anything happen on the ship while I was away?"

"Ah, Captain Duncan is as stern and humorous as ever. What you taught is that everything is normal on the ship. You faithfully completed the steering task you assigned. In addition, Miss Alice came twice, but neither of them was a big deal. One time she had a fight with the cable, and the other time she had a fight with the anchor cable..."

Duncan was about to go through the chart room to check the situation on the deck, but he stopped when he heard Goat Head's words. He had a question mark on his face: "Why is she fighting with the cables and anchor ropes?"

While he was walking in the spirit world, he could sense the situation on the Lost Homeland, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He could only vaguely feel that Alice was walking around on the ship and "exploring"... How come she was having such a lively time on the ship while he was away?

"Oh, actually Miss Alice had good intentions," the goat-headed girl answered immediately. "She felt it was bad to be idle on the boat, so she wanted to find something to do, so she went to sort out the ropes and maintain the capstan - but I forgot to tell her that the ropes were ticklish and the anchor needed a nap..."

Duncan: “…”

"Captain, are you angry?" Duncan's sudden silence made the goat-headed man nervous. He shook his wooden head back and forth. "It's not a big deal. Besides, new members on a ship always need some adjustment before they can get along with the old sailors. Now they have entered the 'fighting' stage, which means that Miss Alice is integrating into the group very quickly. In fact, she is quite popular on the ship. Most of the people on the Lost Homeland..."

Just as Goat Head was halfway through his words, he heard hurried footsteps on the deck outside. Then the door of the captain's room was pulled open, and Alice rushed in hurriedly: "Mr. Goat Head, why are the shells in the ammunition depot rolling around and not letting me..."

Duncan glanced at Alice silently.

Alice also noticed Duncan standing by the navigation table and looked at him stiffly and awkwardly.

"Well, this is the third time," sighed the goat-head on the navigation table, "this time she is fighting with the cannonballs... I admit that Miss Alice's adjustment process on the ship may be a little too lively..."

Alice shrank her neck (perhaps to strengthen her joints) and looked nervously at Duncan, who had a blank expression: "Captain, you're back..."

"Well," Duncan nodded, looking calm, "It seems like you had a great time on the ship while I was away?"

Alice: “…”