Ted Riel sat down next to Anomaly 077.

"Really?" Anomaly 077 grinned, shook the beer bottle in his hand, and then raised his hand to point to the corner, "I still have a bottle - it's hard to come across this kind of internal circulation good stuff if you miss it. As far as I know, there is no such thing in Breeze Harbor... Try it, if you are still soaked in the chill of the subspace, then alcohol may help."

"...Since you know the Saint so well, you should know that alcohol is meaningless to me." Ted Riel glanced at the mummy, then looked away and shook his head. "There is one thing I'm curious about."

Anomaly 077 shrugged. "You ask, but I may not answer."

"...How do you, an 'abnormal' with a complete mind like you, view the world?" Ted Riel asked seriously. Then, perhaps because he felt that the question was a bit abrupt, he thought for a moment and added two more sentences, "I have dealt with many people and have come across many sages' thoughts on the world in books. I understand the perspective of ordinary people, but when I see you, I suddenly become curious about what the world looks like in the eyes of a rational 'abnormal' like you..."

"Ahaha, you start with such a philosophical question. You are indeed worthy of being the Keeper of Truth," Anomaly 077 smacked his lips. "But haven't you ever met Miss Alice? Why don't you ask her?"

Ted Riel was silent for a moment: "...I feel like she has no opinion about the world."

"...Aha, it seems you have indeed met Miss Alice," the "sailor" laughed happily, then took another sip of beer, letting the beer drip onto the deck while looking up, "You ask me what I think? Then I think the world should just be destroyed."

Ted Lear frowned subconsciously when he heard this.

"This is what you want to ask, Mr. Secret Keeper." Noticing the change in Ted's expression, the "sailor" turned his head and looked at the sky again. "And don't you think so? The sun has gone out twice, city-state-level disasters have occurred again and again, and the profaned and exiled things have been awakening and returning. In my eyes, this world is full of cracks, shadows, holes, and dying noises... You noble and resolute people - I don't mean to be sarcastic - you think about patching up this world all day long, but use your scholarly reason to think carefully... Can it still be patched up?"

Ted Lear frowned but did not respond. He did not expect that he would get such an answer to a casual question out of curiosity. The sailor's attitude surprised him even more - these answers did not seem to be given casually, but as if they were the result of careful thinking for a long time, as if this "anomaly" had been observing and thinking about the world a long, long time ago and came to a well-thought-out conclusion.

Anomaly 077 was not bothered by Ted's silence.

"The world is about to end, Mr. Secret Keeper. As a 'sailor', I can smell the approaching storm better than you. Compared to hundreds of years ago, the world today is full of cracks, just like an old house with countless holes. The howling cold wind will destroy everything that is crumbling the next time the hole expands. Your repairs are meaningless. When the foundation collapses, painting the walls or pasting newspapers on the holes will only give the people in the house a false moment of peace. Prick up your ears, Mr. Secret Keeper, prick up your ears and listen carefully..."

The "sailor" slowly came closer, put one hand next to his ear in front of Ted Lear, pretending to listen attentively, with a half-smile on his face.

"Do you hear it? That hollow, sharp noise... that's the wind blowing from the warp... it passes through those large and small holes, vibrating in a range that ordinary people can't hear. I have always been able to hear them... and now, you can too."

The faint noise echoed all around, and seemed to echo directly in the brain, low and weak, but its existence could not be ignored.

Ted Lill opened his eyes slightly and stared at the sailor with a rather stressful look.

"Relax, Mr. Secret Keeper - this is how dealing with the Warp is. Once you get a little bit of it, you'll be in it for life." The "sailor" didn't seem to care about the look at all. He changed to a more comfortable sitting position, lazily leaning on a pile of ropes. "Although you miraculously ran away from that place - I'm not curious about what kind of 'miracle' saved you, but it's obvious that the Warp still left a little mark on you... Compared with those unlucky people who accidentally glanced at the Warp and went crazy, this little effect is already very lucky."

"…Is this also something a 'sailor' should understand?"

"Yes." The mummy nodded as a matter of course, obviously not caring at all whether others believed it or not.

Ted Lear: "..."

The sailor ignored Ted's reaction. The terrifying mummy just adjusted its position and lay more lazily in the ropes. Then, he shook the bottle of wine and muttered, "Think positively. This is how the world is. It's a day whether you think positively or not. Enjoy yourself while you have wine. I can't go back to sleep now, otherwise I will sleep until the end of the world. But it's good like this now. I'll just keep my eyes open and wait for the end of the world..."

At this point, the "sailor" turned his head slightly and looked at Ted Lear with a smile.

"As for you, Mr. Truth Keeper, you still have your own things to do. Now is the time to go back - go back to your job and continue to repair this dilapidated house. Although it is useless, but perhaps... the world is moving forward day by day in this 'useless' continuation, until a road suddenly appears at the end of the void... At that time, all the lingering breath will have meaning."

A low and chaotic noise once again spread from the depths of his mind. The aftereffects caused by the subspace made Ted Riel feel dazed again. He felt as if there was something wrong with his perception, but before he could figure out what was happening, a crackling sound suddenly came from the nearby deck, interrupting his thoughts.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a cluster of dark green flames rising on the deck. Then the flames suddenly exploded and turned into a rotating flaming door. A giant skeleton bird with a burning body rushed out of the door and circled above his head.

Ted was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, he felt a flash before his eyes, and he was carried into the gate by the burning strange bird.

The flame door suddenly went out, and the deck returned to silence again, as if what had just happened was just an illusion.

The sailor was leaning against the ropes, holding a bottle of wine in a daze, and a wriggling shadow suddenly appeared in the air not far from him.

The shadow quickly solidified and began to take on contours and colors. In an instant, the shadow turned into an old man wearing an old white robe and with wrinkles all over his face.

The old man was thin and slightly hunched, like a traveler who had traveled for countless years. He stood in the cold light of the Creation of the World, and the hazy shadow under his feet extended forward, covering the figure of Anomaly 077.

After a moment of silence, the old man in the tattered robe turned around and looked deeply at the direction where Ted Lear had just left, muttering softly: "...Empty..."

The next second, his figure suddenly disappeared in the wind, just like an illusion left by a wrong period of time in the previous second, disappearing without a trace in this second.

The sailor was startled and raised his head in confusion. He sat up from the rope pile and subconsciously took another sip of the bottle in his hand. But then he frowned and said, "Why is this water tasteless..."

The next second, his eyes finally fell on the bottle of wine in his hand.

“…F*ck!!!”

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A gray-white stone ball with crater patterns all over its surface was floating quietly above the sea. A small research platform located at the waist of the stone ball was bathed in light golden "sunlight". Several elven scholars in researcher robes stood tensely on the edge of the platform, looking at the figure at the front end of the platform with a bit of panic and nervousness.

Alice was standing there, raising her head and curiously leaning towards the stone ball to observe this strange big thing.

Duncan pressed her head back onto her neck: "Stop playing - be careful not to fall into the sea!"

"Oh oh..." Alice shrank her neck immediately. She held her head with both hands while blinking her eyes at the "stone ball" in front of her. After studying it for a long time, she said, "I can't see anything either..."

"Didn't you hear or see any 'extra information' after approaching the stone ball?" Duncan frowned and looked at the puppet in front of him. "What about the 'sunlight' around? Did you hear or see anything after entering the interior of this luminous body?"

Alice narrowed her eyes and looked around at the golden light floating on the sea like some kind of crystal curtain - the light was reflected in the beautiful purple eyes of the doll lady, like rippling water.

She looked around for a while, then turned to Duncan and said, "...No information."

Duncan was a little disappointed: "No information?"

Alice hummed, and then carefully confirmed what appeared in front of her eyes when she was staring at the golden light, and nodded: "Yes, it is 'no information'."

Duncan sighed with some regret: "Well, it seems..."

He suddenly stopped, feeling like something was wrong.

"Are you saying you saw the word 'no information' or are you saying you saw nothing at all?"

Alice said confidently: "I saw it, it says 'No information' everywhere..."

Duncan: “…”

He suddenly realized the need to ask a few more questions when communicating with this fool - who could have thought of the thinking of this puppet? !

But just as he was about to continue speaking, a crackling sound in the air nearby interrupted the communication between him and Alice.

A dark green flame rose up, and a rotating flaming door instantly appeared in the air.

"Aiyi is back to pick someone up," Duncan waved to Alice and turned to look in the direction of the door. But the next second his expression changed slightly, "Wait a minute, the door is ajar..."

Before he could finish his words, the flaming gate burst open, and a familiar figure fell out of the gate - falling straight into the sea below along the edge of the platform.

Interspersed with brief exclamations from Ted Lear.

A giant skeleton bird with flames burning all over its body flew out of the gate right after him, circled majestically in the air twice, and after landing on the platform, it poked its head to look down and let out a sharp cry: "Are you stupid? I can fly!"

Duncan stared at the scene in amazement, while Alice cautiously walked to the edge of the platform and looked down. She immediately patted her chest in fear and said, "I'm really going to fall into the sea..."

Duncan slowly turned his head, glanced at Ai, then turned his gaze to the direction where Ted Riel fell.

...How did the unfortunate "secret keeper" offend this pigeon?