"The captain...that...then...then...then...then...then..."

The bandage made Charles feel numb on his scalp, almost subconsciously. He instantly kneaded the drawing paper in his hand and threw it at the porthole next to him.

With a "click", the glass on the porthole was broken by Char's bullet, and the ball of painting paper flew out the window with the glass.

The moment the paper ball flew out, Charles could even see that a wriggling black tentacle had stretched out from the paper ball.

"Man, hurry up! Get out of here!" Charles shouted loudly to the surroundings.

With a low chirping sound, the Narwhal quickly left the position just now.

"Why did you throw it away? It was about to come out of it, how bad it would be if you interrupted it like this." Tuba said with regret on the round porthole.

The bandage stood up and pulled him back, not letting him look at him again.

"That's obviously something I drew casually in less than a minute, so how could it move?" Charles, whose face was gloomy and gloomy, couldn't understand what had just happened.

After this incident, Charles suddenly understood a question, that is, why no library on any island has recorded the things in the water.

Logically speaking, in order to avoid making the same mistakes on the same dangers, humans should record the enemies they meet and make them into illustrations to warn future talents.

Before, he thought that humans in the sea of ​​the earth were somewhat taboo about things underwater, but now he understood that the mystery of things in the water was beyond human imagination, and simple records could cause fatal trouble.

"Don't read, listen, or talk." Charles added another one in his heart, "Don't remember."

Charles didn't sleep well that night. Whenever he felt sleepy, he would be awakened by the sudden touch of his heart. In a trance, he always felt something outside the porthole looking at him, but the night-watching mouse next to him did not react at all.

Finally, Charles found the doctor's medicine and he fell asleep completely, but even so, his spirit was very bad.

The next morning, Charles decided to continue his adventure. The place felt bad. The longer he stayed, the more dangerous he was, and he had to fight quickly.

There are two purposes for coming here. The first is to find the information on the surface exit, and the second is to find 319 and take out the data that Aaron put in his head.

The first target seems to have no clue at the moment, but the second one has a high probability of finding it.

Tuba has determined the current location of 319, just go down and find it out.

With 319, the data can be taken out of the brain, so you can know what experiment the foundation has done before, and how they disappeared.

Perhaps some clues about the surface and the current situation on the surface can be found from this information.

Charles, with a hint of morbidity on his face, walked down the deserted corridor toward the deck.

Just as he walked to the wall next to the deck, he heard a faint cry coming from outside.

"What's in the water is coming up?" Charles instantly took out the flesh and blood revolver.

"Cruff~" The hatch door opened, Charles put down his weapon, and the crying came from a back squatting at the bow of the ship. The unique green hair allowed Charles to easily identify his identity.

"What's wrong?" Charles asked over and walked over.

The back slowly turned around. It was his new second vice Feuerbach, with his nose and tears on his face, which could tell how sad he was.

He cried so sadly that his hands were not idle, and he was cutting barnacles on a struggling turtle's back.

Feuerbach wiped the things on his face with his clothes and said, "The captain is nothing, I'm just missing Kevin who disappeared."

Charles quickly passed in his mind and found that he did not have a crew member named Kevin on the ship. "Kevin? Are you talking about the kind of vanishing shark?"

Feuerbach, who was crying with red eyes, nodded vigorously, "Captain, do you know? It is the longest one I have followed in my shark, but it turns out..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he cried out again in great grief.

Charles was very surprised. This guy didn't care about anything all day long, but he ended up having such deep feelings for his shark.

Feuerbach, who was choked, didn't care whether Charles wanted to listen or not, kept telling Charles about the little things about the shark named Kevin.

Tell me how it protects itself in the deep sea, how it lies in his arms and acts coquettishly, how it uses a small brush to clean Kevin's stomach and picks its sharp teeth.

"Okay, okay." Charles interrupted him, and he also heard Feuerbach's meaning. This guy didn't want the shark to take risks anymore.

"It's not negotiated to get your shark ready."

Feuerbach stood there in surprise. "Captain, it's all like this. Do you want my shark to take the risk?!"

Charles looked at him lazyly and turned his head to prepare various tools to go into the sea. He was going to follow him at the beginning. Since he came, he would have to be dying.

Although Feuerbach was very resistant, the captain's order must be decided.

He was so depressed that he quickly prepared the sharks and hugged them and complained softly about Charles's coldness.

After the doctor handed over the round black herb, "You have taken this medicine once, and you have not healed your injuries, I advise you not to stay under it for too long."

"I'll come up as soon as possible, just to get a piece of stuff this time."

"I still remember to stop when I float up and don't get sick with decompression."

"I understand." Charles, wearing leather clothes, spoke with a hint of anger.

"Hmph, I have never believed what you said. I think I'd better prepare the healing potion first." The ship doctor with a disgusted look turned and walked towards the cabin.

"Tuba, what gate 319 is at?" Charles asked to a group of bald old men holding rats.

"Road No. 7, the last time I saw it was at Gate No. 7."

Chewing on the astringent herbs in his mouth, Charles walked towards the boat with his steps.

After the last situation, the other crew members were obviously very nervous, but the captain was going to the sea, so they couldn't help at this time. They could only cheer up their captain in their hearts.

The cold water soaked Charles' whole body again. He gave Lily a thumbs up on the edge of the boat and began to dive below the sea under the guidance of the red shark.

The sea water is still as cold as ever, and the darkness is the only color here.
Chapter completed!