Ashes Of Deep Sea

Chapter 809: Chapter 806: Far from Home

Lei Nora left, taking with her the flame Zhou Ming had given her—the traveling queen and her drifting house disappeared into the endless gray fog outside the window, and it was not until long after she had left that Zhou Ming took a deep breath and turned away from the window.

He had always been curious about how exactly the “Frost Queen” managed to “travel” through this boundless dense fog, curious about the principles and process of the drifting house navigating the ends of the world—after all, even knowing that the house was an escape pod from the New Hope, he could hardly imagine what kind of power it had now, and what it looked like as it sailed through the fog—however, Lei Nora herself seemed unable to explain this point clearly.

Faced with Zhou Ming’s questions, she only answered that it was some kind of “instinctive” process, that she and the drifting house had merged into one. When the cottage traveled at the world’s end, it was as if she was “walking in the fog,” feeling none of the chaotic spacetime rifts, nor needing to consider the “power” situation of the house.

This sounded quite miraculous, and Zhou Ming could only interpret it as the “escape pod” having a complete set of automatic navigation systems that, with the changes brought about by the great annihilation, might have become the cabin’s “Transcendent Trait”—similar to how Alice now had the “navigational instincts” after taking the helm.

Anyway, the puppet didn’t know how the Homeloss was supposed to start, but that didn’t stop her from making the ship blaze a trail at the world’s end…

Taking a gentle breath, Zhou Ming temporarily put aside irrelevant thoughts in his mind and then stepped over to his desk.

The LCD monitor on the desk was faintly glowing, and the computer main unit next to it was still emitting a soft humming sound. This “machine” which appeared as a “computer” in his eyes was running as usual, seemingly waiting for his interaction.

But this time, Zhou Ming did not touch the keyboard and mouse on the desk; he just sat there quietly staring at the slowly blinking cursor in the search box on the screen, as if… he was staring at a long-lost self in the mirror.