Dipp's voice was still echoing in the room, but the others had left, and the bandage sat in place, thinking about everything, whether his eyes were confused.

It has been a long time since the captain told himself to prepare a record for the future end of the world.

But the legendary doomsday did not appear, and Charles completely disappeared.

Not only Dipp wanted to know where Charles was, he also wanted to know.

The bandage thought for a long time, and reached out to remove the bandage on his leg, where there was a tattoo he left behind more than a decade ago: "Captain Charles can trust."

"Well..." Bandage thought for a while and reached out to take out a diary from the drawer.

He opened it and saw that it was recorded in dense and extremely special square text.

This is Charles's record of the text, and he had a premonition that there must be hidden information he wanted to know.

"Well..." The bandage was focused, his eyes getting closer and closer to the diary, and in the end they almost always stuck to it.

"Cuckoo Cuckoo~" The bird's chirping broke the bandage's immersion. He turned his head and looked at the mechanical copper bird that was stretching out from the wall clock, and found that it was his time to get off work.

With a snap, the diary closed, and West skillfully removed the bandage on his body, revealing his young appearance that had not changed as time passed.

After changing into casual clothes, he walked towards the gate of the Governor's Office. Not only him came out of the door, but also the staff in other rooms. I hope that the Governor's Office of the Island is no longer the place where the Governor's Office works and lives, but has become an administrative unit like an institution building.

Compared with other employees' cars, West has a more convenient and environmentally friendly means of transportation.

"Lingling~" He stepped on the bicycle that he used to be a postman and rushed towards his home.

It's 5 pm now, and he's more than one on the way off work, and the road has become very congested.

Witts was not in a hurry, he rode slowly while watching the scenery on the street.

As the legendary island blessed by gods, Hope Island is the most prosperous island in the North Sea. The various new things that appear in the shops are enough to relieve his boredom.

As the island center, where every inch of land is valuable, there are not only shops and other buildings, such as temples and churches.

There are the most people in front of a golden pointed cone building surrounded by banana trees. As the governor, West certainly knows who these people believe in, and they believe in the captain's daughter Shining.

As the glitter of hope sent to the original, with the word of mouth among the islanders, it was finally completely deified and became a mature religion with doctrine and leadership.

They may not care about what they believe in, whether it is Fotan, the God of Light, the Giant Bird of Suffering, or anything else, they just want a spiritual sustenance.

Instead of letting them believe in those dangerous existences, why not let them believe in glitter?

West had no reason to refuse the islanders' request, and he also pushed the Shanshan Cult to expand its power.

The blocked traffic began to move. Just as Wester was pedaling forward, two girls came out of the golden temple inside. The sound of their speech reached Wester's ears.

"Ni Ni, are you really planning to come here to be a nun after graduation?"

"Well, I've thought about it."

"This is not the same as being a volunteer, but you will never get married in your life! You have to dedicate everything to Shining God! Have you really made such a great enlightenment?"

"Hahahaha~Of course!"

"Ni Ni, why are you laughing at? I'm talking to you seriously."

"I'm serious too. Let's go quickly. The finale of the TV series tonight. I can't see it if it's late."

As the traffic turned around, the girl's words disappeared from West's ears and he had arrived home.

Putting down the iron support and locking the bicycle, he walked towards the door of the house where the smell of rice came. "Mother, I... are back."

Now it is no longer a difficult period for the sea water to rise. After having a warm and hearty dinner with his family, West came to his bedroom.

He opened a thick cowhide book, pulled out a pen to record it on it. West did not write a diary, but a navigation record. His past experiences on the Narwhal were taken.

He wanted to record everything so that he would not forget those beautiful memories, and he was also not very at ease with his own memories.

The Narwhal's voyage is very long and the various things he has experienced are very strange and complicated, but West is not in a hurry now, and he has plenty of time to spend on it.

As I was writing, it was already time to go to bed. The fountain pen head that was sliding rapidly suddenly stopped. As West frowned slightly, the plants around the building grew wildly.

But when West opened the door and found that no prey was caught in the thorn forest that he had created, and there was a yellow envelope on the carpet at the door.

With the creaking sound of trees, the thorns next to them twisted and cut the letter, and several colorful photos inside were presented to him.

The content of the photo is two green centipede monsters. As the first mate of the Narwhal, he immediately recognized his crew, the sailor Norden, who had been replaced by the monster's body.

The ship doctor Linda had wanted to treat him before, but later failed, and Norden completely became a monster and finally disappeared from Hope Island.

The other in the photo is a centipede-eyed monster with a green tail that is more than Norden. West also has the impression that she is one of Sodom's kings.

There is no text on the photo, but through the picture, Veters also saw some information. "Is Norden with that monster? And he has also laid a nest of eggs? Are these two people planning to revive the endangered race with their own use?"

The corpses of the green centipedes on the floating island flashed through his mind. No matter what this tribe is called, they seem to be the last two of this tribe.

After carefully observing the photos for a while, West looked up at the dark street outside. "Newlywed...Happy..." After saying that, he turned around and closed the door again.

After breakfast, Vites rushed to the Governor's Mansion on his bicycle. During this period, he met a group of students who were attending school. One of the more mature people caught West's attention.

It was Linda's adopted child. He was taken to the island. In his thirties, he had been studying for nearly 10 years, but he still had not graduated. It is foreseeable that he will keep going up and down, but it doesn't seem to be harmful.

When he arrived at the Governor's office, West wrapped his bandage and started working, managing all aspects of the island. It was no different from the past.

There was an album on the desk, which contained portraits of the main members of the Narwhal. Suddenly, the people in the painting melted, and the colors formed them to form a man with a protruding eyeball carrying his huge back of his head. This was the legacy left to him by Charles.

"Governor General, the fifth Alpha Ark has been built."

He knocked on the frame with his fingers wrapped around his bandages. The picture inside changed rapidly. Five huge spacecrafts under the island, like a mountain, were parked there. With the technology obtained by analyzing the foundation's wreckage and various abnormalities, this spacecraft can ensure maximum self-sufficiency in space without any supplies.

This was the task that Charles gave him at the time. He not only completed it, but also exceeded it.

With these, he could even move out the entire Hope Island people directly without leaving any one.

[To be honest, I have been using wild fruit reading to read books and follow updates recently, changing sources and switching, and pronunciation aloud for many tones, www. Android and Apple are available.]

"Governor General, everything is ready, what are we going to do next?"

Hearing the sound from the frame, the bandage thought about it and then popped up a word from his mouth, "Wait..."

"When will we wait?"

"Wait until... the captain's mouth... the doomsday comes..."

"But the time of doomsday that Captain Charles said has passed."

"Wait... and keep... wait..." As the bandage presses a button on the frame, the pattern on it returns to normal.

Bandage sat there thinking about it, then took out Charles' diary again, frowned and began to study it. "Well... there is no clue at all..."

I don’t know how long it took, “Cuckoo~!” The birds cried again to wake him up.

The bandage was shocked all over and began to rush to remove the bandage on his body. It was time to get off work again.
Chapter completed!