Chapter 134 The Gate is Closed

Duncan approached the door, anxiously reconfirming its status one last time.

This “Subspace Gate” was truly closed—he had indeed been on the other side of the door before, and that effortless closing had completely sealed off this gate, which was otherwise immovable in the real world.

He took a light breath and looked up at the top of the door.

That line of mysterious, ancient writing was still clearly imprinted on the doorframe: "This door leads to the *Vanishing Sea*."

"Leads to the *Vanishing Sea*…" Duncan couldn't help but recall the situation on the other side of the door, recalling that ship sailing in subspace, which appeared to have been abandoned and decayed for many years, and he suddenly had a slight understanding of the words on the doorframe.

The words on this door were true, the other side of the door really led to the *Vanishing Sea*, another *Vanishing Sea*—the distorted projection of the real-world *Vanishing Sea* in subspace.

Duncan grabbed the lantern, turned around and left the bottom hold, passing without pause through the cargo hold with its inverted light and shadow and the upper structure, returning to the captain's cabin.

"Ah! Captain, you're back!" The goat-headed man was still dazed here, and the first thing he did when he saw Duncan return was to chatter, "Why did you suddenly leave? Just now you said you went to subspace? You can't joke about that! You…"

"I closed the 'Subspace Gate' at the bottom of the ship," Duncan said casually, putting the lantern down, "I went down again just now to confirm it from 'this side'."

The goat-headed man was immediately choked silent, and there was another "crunch" from between his head and the desk.

"That… place?" The goat-headed man was stunned for a moment, and his tone instantly changed from shocked to extremely serious and earnest, "Please tell me, what exactly is going on?"

The goat-headed man listened to Duncan's account with extreme seriousness.

And then said it didn't know what was going on…

The goat-headed man didn't mind the teasing tone in the captain's words, it made no attempt to hide its shock: "You closed this door?! You mean, you closed the door from the subspace side…?"

The goat-headed man was suddenly speechless.

"According to your description, this is indeed subspace," the goat-headed man said frankly, "But I have never heard of such a situation, you directly… 'entered' there in your sleep, and then returned safely… You must know, although the threat of subspace to the real world is very serious, that does not mean it is an easy place to reach, its danger is more reflected in its pollution being difficult to defend against."

"That… is a relative concept," the goat-headed man explained somewhat awkwardly, "Falling from the real world is very safe, but even the *Vanishing Sea* doesn't just 'fall' down easily, falling down easily and 'difficult' to fall down are not the same concept, and… how can I explain it to you, generally speaking, the victims who unfortunately fall into subspace… their process and feelings of entering subspace are completely different from yours, that is an extremely frightening and terrifying process, and it is often difficult to simply end in death…"

Duncan was immediately a little shocked—for the first time ever, this topic didn't say anything else, just sighed! "It's just an insignificant link," the goat-headed man's voice was low and heavy, "The shattered truth of the Great Annihilation has been buried in the river of time, it is meaningless to piece together its complete picture.

Duncan was stunned, then suddenly thought of something: "That's the truth of the Great Annihilation?"

"You… you just because of this?" The goat-headed man was now a little incoherent, "You entered subspace, and returned to the real world, just to close this door from the other side? This… this isn't an ordinary wooden door in a warehouse or storage room, you just… closed it?!"

Duncan blinked, then suddenly reacted: "You mean, everything in the real world now…"

Duncan then told the goat-headed man about how he entered subspace as soon as he opened his eyes after a deep sleep—of course, he concealed the details of his exploration in that dark space, and focused on the door at the bottom of the ship, and the various scenes he saw when he looked out at the chaos on the deck.

Duncan knew that he hadn't explained the matter clearly, causing the goat-headed man to have some misunderstandings—but he mainly wanted to see that

The way the guy’s tongue tied in knots, but to share the joy of being the number one person on the boundless sea.

"Otherwise?" Duncan asked rhetorically, "Isn't this door closed from 'this side'? Or could you have bothered?"

He just watched the goat-headed man leisurely, watching this particularly nagging guy who made people's brains boil, actually fall into an incoherent state, watching this guy shake back and forth like he was in vibration mode, his face was still calm, but he was laughing so hard inside that he was about to burst.

"I know what else you want to ask, but unfortunately, this is all I know, and I don't guarantee that they are all true—I do know something about subspace, but even the so-called 'truth' may be distorted after being affected by subspace, cause and effect logic and time sequence are meaningless here, and my fragmented knowledge… I myself don't know how much of it is real memory, and how much is the shadow left over from the process of leaving subspace." "The wreckage of the world," the goat-headed man said, "All those who can survive to this day have become distorted shadows in subspace in the ancient past.

Duncan then said thoughtfully: "Especially since you have always been worried about the *Vanishing Sea* falling into subspace again, I thought it was difficult to fall into…"

Goat-headed man: "You are worthy of the name of a mobile natural disaster on the boundless sea…"

Duncan thought carefully after listening, and shook his head; "I really didn't feel it…"

Speaking of which, it paused, then turned its head, its hollow, dark eyes staring straight at Duncan: "Captain, you really haven't been affected by anything over there? You really… don't feel like you have anything left in your head?"

But Duncan finally opened his mouth, after all, it concerned subspace, and some things had to be explained clearly in order to avoid future risks, and the goat-headed man knew a lot of secret knowledge, and its knowledge might be able to help a lot: "I know you are very anxious, but don't be anxious first, listen to me finish—I did close the door, but this time entering subspace was an accident, and I also need to hear your opinion."

All flat reading, without any emotion, a sentence spoken like muscle memory.

“…Yes, what’s left after falling,” the goat-headed man said softly, “A little insignificant residue, with a few stubborn colonies remaining on it.”

Duncan's mood became pleasant.

"In your words, there is a 'horizon limit' here, all information is in an unknowable and unobservable state, unless there is some truly omniscient and omnipotent great existence, who can instantly understand all the secrets from subspace to the deep sea to the spirit world and the real world, and reverse them for ten thousand years, can know what happened during the Great Annihilation—but even so, what is the point?

After all, nowadays, apart from his "real name" and "origin," he didn't have much to hide from the goat-headed man, and hiding his real name and origin was not so much because this secret was so important—purely because the stability of the *Vanishing Sea* must be built on the "Captain Duncan" "anchor point."

The goat-headed man held back for a long time, and sighed.

In addition to the joy, even the slight sense of oppression brought about by exploring in the "Damaged *Vanishing Sea*" and this dark space was reduced a lot.

The goat-headed man was silent again, seemingly expecting and weighing something, but in the end, it still raised its head slightly: "Do you think the boundless sea is vast? Do you think… is our current real world still narrow?"

Duncan pondered for a moment, and looked serious: "Shouldn't you look a little more relaxed?"

"Loopholes in the mind, shaking of faith, accurate sacrifices, these can all lead to the infiltration of subspace power, but 'infiltration' and going in like you… 'exploring' are completely different concepts."

"No," Duncan spread his hands, looking calm, "Do I look like I'm delirious? I'm very normal. "Then let's not discuss this issue," Duncan waved his hand when he saw this, and directly changed the subject, "What are these huge shadows I saw in subspace? What are these complete lands, wreckage, and that pale one-eyed giant, what are they all?"

Duncan was stunned for a moment, then repeated in a deep voice: "The wreckage of the world?"

"Just wreckage?" Duncan frowned, "That's not much of an answer, wreckage of what? Where did the wreckage come from? When did the wreckage come from? These…"

Duncan couldn't help but glance at it: "Take it easy, don't end up with the same problem as Alice."

The goat-headed man was suddenly silent, and after nearly half a minute, it spoke quickly: "…As you can see, it's just wreckage."