"I agree to the deal," Charles said to the doctor who was suturing the wound.

The doctor stopped his hand and raised the corner of his mouth full of scars, showing a scary smile. "Really? That's great. I will definitely give you the best medicine to restore your brain to health."

"But the transaction conditions must be changed, I can give you a hand... "black mirror", but you must become my ship doctor."

If he learned anything in his previous battle, it was that there was a ship doctor on one ship. If there was a skilled ship doctor in the last battle, the casualties would definitely be much better.

The doctor lowered his head and slapped his skin again. "You are not the first one who wants to find me as a boat doctor. Their boat is bigger than you and stronger than you. Why should I choose you?"

"Because I have what you want and attach so much importance to the black mirror, you should not only need this object, but also want to know the origin of this thing, right? It just so happens that as long as you become my ship doctor, I can tell you everything behind that thing, provided that you believe what I say."

After booking the wound, the doctor returned it and looked at Charles in detail, as if he wanted to see what he was thinking from his face. "Show me the black mirror again."

Charles threw the phone over. Seeing the doctor gently stroked the black screen with his hands, his face suddenly showed a tenderness that was completely incompatible with his appearance.

Seeing him like that, Charles wanted to know what he recalled. "Did he have ever had a cell phone?"

"Bang!" The doctor smashed the edge of the bed with his iron hand, "I'll stay on your boat for 2 years. Tell me everything."

"The deal is yours now. Everything about it, you can ask me any time after you get on the boat."

As long as he becomes the narwhal's ship doctor, this will ensure that he will not hand over his phone to others. Moreover, two years have passed to Charles to understand the doctor's character and make plans for the next step.

“nglui mglw…nafh…”

The murmuring sounded in Charles's ear. He looked at the doctor in front of him and quickly deformed the monster. This time it became even more serious. At this moment, he felt that his consciousness was rolling like the clothes thrown into the washing machine were constantly rolling, and he might fall apart at any time.

Charles trembledly and touched the gel inside the clothes next to him with his hand. He just took it out but was knocked away by the deformed monster in front of him with tentacles. It rolled up a cup of potion and handed it over.

Looking at the monster in front of him who was constantly changing shapes, Char knew it was a doctor, and took the potion with his trembling hands and raised his head to drink it.

The monster left, and a moment later, it sent more potions, not only potions but also various pills and ointments.

Various strange flavors rush over and over again Charles' taste buds, making him almost lose his sense of taste.

"Doctor! How long will it take?" Charles, who covered his head with his hands, shouted in pain at the deformed monster in front of him, and the potion did not come immediately.

The six seven-gee eels on the monster's belly opened and said something, but Charles' ear was blocked by murmuring, and other sounds could not be heard at all.

At this moment, everything distorted slowly began to shrink, and the ugly giant face of Rusto Herman was presented to Charles again.

“Has it been cured?”

The doctor's expression was a little restless. He kept scratching his half-white hair with his iron hand, and his dandruff flew. "Impossible! How could the silent salt be ineffective!!"

Seeing him like this, Charles had the answer, and his auditory hallucination symptoms did not seem to be so easy to cure.

Rusto suddenly rushed to Charles nervously and stared in his eyes.

Charles subconsciously wanted to hide, but the doctor pressed his head tightly. "Don't move!"

After a few seconds, the doctor let go of his hand and asked hurriedly and nervously: "Have you seen anything amazing at sea?"

"God? I've seen it twice, once eight years ago, not long ago."

This answer seemed to stimulate Rusto. His body shook and he was furious and chopped the floor with his steel legs. "I knew I should have guessed it long ago. My medicine is fine! My medicine is absolutely fine!!"

"This disease has something to do with gods?"

"God?"

The doctor sneered, "I don't know if that's a shit god. I just know that as long as the guys involved with them are in trouble in the end."

"Can you cure this disease?"

"It's not a disease, do you understand? It's a curse! A shit thing! It can kill you at a glance, and it's a god! Humph!"

The doctor's ugly face touched again, and his trembling eyes stared at Charles.

"I can suppress this symptom, but I just control it for a while. If you want to survive, you have to find a way to solve the curse yourself. I'm not good at that."

Thinking of the auction half a month later, Charles made a judgment in his mind. "Then you help me suppress it first, I will solve some private matters first."

When he was looking for the surface, he didn't want to be distracted by other things at this time. As long as he could return to the surface, everything would be easy to say.

The doctor grabbed a sea spider with a fist from the bottle under the bed and walked to the table to prepare medicine. "I'll agree first, Captain, if you die in advance within two years, I'll be considered as fulfilling my promise."

"Yes, as long as you don't poison me in advance in order to complete the task ahead of time."

"Poison!? You are an insult to a doctor!!"

In the next ten days, Charles began to continue to taste the various strange potions prepared by the old man.

Although the various tastes are not satisfactory, Charles' spirit is obviously much better. Even if the murmur appears, it is only the size of a mosquito, and the vision never appears again.

Moreover, with the improvement of the recovery power of the Black Blade, Charles' wounds recovered almost in just over ten days, and his body returned to the peak.

"Captain, do you confirm that guy is our ship doctor? I secretly saw him put gunpowder into the pills you took the day before yesterday." The second deputy Knona asked worriedly.

Charles, who was writing a diary, paused and then continued to write, "How are the crew members in good health do you do your own thing?"

"It's okay. They know the name of this place and don't dare to wander around. Captain, how long will we stay in this place?"

"It won't be long." As soon as Charles finished speaking, a bat broke into the goal and turned into the appearance of Audrek. "Captain, Sodom's auction is about to begin!"

Charles put on his captain's coat and walked towards the captain's outdoor.
Chapter completed!