Chapter 510 - 510 511 The Dietary Culture of Elves
Chapter 510 - 510 511 The Dietary Culture of Elves
?Chapter 510: Chapter 511: The Dietary Culture of Elves Chapter 510: Chapter 511: The Dietary Culture of Elves The door to the captain’s quarters swung open, and Duncan stepped into the room. The goat-headed creature in charge of navigating the Homeloss immediately reacted, turning its head towards him with a squeaking creak.
“Duncan Ebnomal, I’ve answered ahead of time.” Duncan spoke proactively even before the creature had a chance, then headed straight to the corner liquor cabinet and casually poured himself a small glass of strong liquor which he downed in one gulp.
The spicy and stimulating flavor burned down his nerves, appearing to genuinely offer some comfort. Duncan breathed a small sigh of relief, feeling a slight calm settle over him before turning to scrutinize the navigational charts on display, displaying routes that continued to extend southward.
The goat-headed creature’s head slowly rotated with Duncan’s movements, seemingly watching the captain’s every move with caution. After a long while, it finally hesitated to break the silence, “Captain, you don’t seem to be in good spirits… do you need me to tell you a few jokes? I’m quite good at Elves-style humor. Many people think this race is solemn and serious, but in reality, they possess a unique sense of humor, such as…”
“It’s not about my mood, and I don’t want to hear jokes.” Duncan waved a hand dismissively, but he knew that the goat-head truly wanted to help lighten his mood, so he didn’t say much more; he simply sat down quietly, appearing to study the lines and markers on the sea chart with undivided attention.
Yet his thoughts unavoidably scattered.
In the end, he still hadn’t found more answers in his own bachelor apartment—the computer that had entered a strange state no longer responded to any further questions he inputted, maintaining its usual silence, as if the sudden appearance of the moon image before was nothing more than an illusion he had conjured up himself.
However, even without additional answers, Duncan had come to realize that he had indeed touched upon that crucial… part.
The “moon” of his home world appeared in this bizarre, twisted world, even if it was just a “model,” a painting, or even a concept, it was enough to prove one thing:
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