This was an incredible ship—an incredible captain, an incredible first mate, and an incredible pigeon.
There was also an equally incredible doll aboard, one with exactly the same face as her.
Lei Nuola found this place completely different from what she had imagined—yet somehow even better.
After making a round of the upper deck, Duncan brought the Frost Queen back to the deck.
"This ship is huge. There are layers upon layers of cabins below deck; if we were to tour everything properly, we probably couldn't finish in a day," he said with a smile. "For now, let's handle the important business."
At the captain's words, Lei Nuola immediately pulled her thoughts away from her amazement at the ship. She quickly composed herself and looked solemnly beyond the Lost Homeland's rail.
That seemingly ordinary mist flowed beyond the rail, thin, gentle, quiet, and harmless.
But it was not mist. There was no "mist" there at all—throughout the entire space beyond the Lost Homeland, there was only absolute, indescribable void. The "fog" that seemed to exist was merely a faint illusion produced when mortal perception, with all its extreme limitations, vaguely sensed that "something existed."
Yet the captain had said that the foundation of the New World was hidden within this ultimate void.
Lei Nuola's gaze could not help falling on Duncan. She knew that another true existence was hidden within that tall and imposing shell. Thousand-Faced Starlight was watching the distance through that body with a grave expression, as if sensing and searching for something within the flowing mist.
Duncan—Zhou Ming—walked toward the edge of the deck. His perception spread throughout the ship, then used the ship as a medium to carefully "touch" the invisible Sea of Ashes beyond it. Between those drifting veils of mist, he cautiously observed the