Fifteen days later, the Narwhal tracks were rotating rapidly, and the crew members were doing their own things at their respective posts.

They are now located in the Gobi Desert behind the desert, which is an untouched place.

Under the guidance of the first mate, sailor Norden held the steering wheel, and next to him was a thin bald old man. He was the second mate from Hope Island, an old captain who knew the truth.

A touch of black flashed through the air, and turned into a man in a black cloak at the cockpit door.

"There is no abnormality on the left and no harvest." Audric said to the bandage inside.

Bandage nodded silently and quickly painted a dotted line on the map on the wall with a pen.

"Captain, haven't you come back yet?" Oderick groped into the cockpit.

"No, the Governor said he would transfer a few more places." The second deputy said with his mouth.

"Okay, then I'll go down. I need to explore other places before calling me." After Audric said, he turned into a bat and quickly slid along the communication pipeline to the turbine compartment.

The last time the big wheel tube was explored, he was now the big wheel tube of the Narwhal.

As soon as Oderick left, the cockpit suddenly became quiet.

Bandage was originally this kind of personality. Seeing that the first mate had no intention of communicating, Norden did not dare to speak rashly.

In the end, the new second-teacher spoke first. "Cough, don't you mind if I smoke a cigarette? My mouth is a little dry."

"Hmm..." Bandage responded simply.

"Thank you." Second deputy Charlie pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a lighter and lit it.

He slowly vomited a smoke ring, "Before he came, I was really surprised that I heard that I was going to board the Governor's ship. I didn't expect that I would get along well with him, and I didn't have the arrogant attitude of any island-minded person."

"Um……"

"I am a person who grows out of the garbage dump. I hate the look of despised the most. When I was intercepting goods, whenever I met those guys who looked at people with their chins, their fate would be to go to the sea to feed the fish."

When Norden heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank slightly. He wanted to say something, but when he saw the bandage next to him was indifferent, he forced himself to hold it back.

"This... has been dead on this boat... many people... dare you come..."

Second pair stretched out their right hand with a cigarette in it and scratched their shiny scalp.

"I know, but it doesn't matter. I'm 74, and I'll die if I die. But my grandson was just born. The island cannot be flooded. He can't die if he comes out."

Speaking of this, a hint of tenderness appeared in Charlie's wrinkled eyes.

"Listen... the captain said... you have... special relics... that's why he... chose yours..."

"Yes, yes, that thing is really good. I originally planned to leave it to my grandson, but the relics are not a good thing. There is too much blood sticking on it. Think about it, let's just forget it."

"I told the Governor that if I die, the relics will belong to him. I don't want any reward. I just want him to do everything possible to stop the sea water from rising and let my grandson live as an ordinary person."

As the chat was held, the relationship between the new crew and the old crew was slightly closer. The atmosphere was finally not as stiff as before.

Just as Charlie vividly described to the bandage, his grandson never made a fuss when he went to bed at night, he suddenly heard the sound of flapping his wings from outside.

"Turn left 30, I saw some strange things over there!" Charles, who turned human, rushed in with a serious expression.

"Did you find...what?" Bandage was surprised by Charles' attitude.

"I knew it in the past. I don't know very well whether those things have anything to do with the disappearing darkness."

The Narwhal began to turn quickly and moved in the direction Charles said.

In just half an hour, something appeared on the barren ground, some powder similar to ash.

The more you go, the more powder you get, and finally you reach the point of snow.

"Huh~!" The bat that Alderick turned quickly swept over the powder. When he returned to the deck, he held the things in his hands and sent them to the ship doctor Linda. "Give it."

Charles, who was fully focused and vigilant, turned his head and looked at her, and saw the other party sniffing his hands over the powder and smelling it. "I seem to have seen this kind of thing somewhere."

"Are you sure you've seen something on the surface before?" Charles doubted Linda's words.

Linda didn't refute anything. She looked at the powder carefully, and finally picked up a little with her fingernails, stuffed it directly into her mouth, pursed it and vomited it out.

"I can't promise, but I think this thing looks very similar to ashes."

"What kind of ashes?"

"Human ashes."

As soon as Linda said this, the deck was silent for a second or two.

"You're wrong, doctor, do you mean that there are humans on the surface?" Dipp said in surprise.

Hearing this, Charles' heart beats quickly.

"I don't think it's possible, so I can't explain it clearly."

After thinking about it, Charles patted Lily on the shoulder with his hand, "Let your mouse start preparing for the battle, and the front and rear deck cannons must be in a state that can be activated at any time."

"Okay! Mr. Charles!" Lily jumped off his shoulder and ran towards the muzzle.

This is the first time I have seen this situation in the Dihai Sea. Faced with unknown dangers, everyone secretly cheered up.

But this scene was longer than Charles imagined and lasted for three days, and the powder seemed to be indifferent.

Just at four o'clock in the morning of the third day, Charles, who had just lie down, was woken up. "Captain! Wake up! The sailor on duty on the deck saw something! It seemed like a huge house!!"

When he hurried to the deck, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

A square metal building appeared in front of him, and the Narwhale was parked next to it, like a toy boat next to the shoe box.

The powder on the ground was sprayed out from the small holes above the "shoe box". The number was so large that it had accumulated into a slope. The powder they had seen before was blown out here with the wind.

"There are really people on the surface? Are they still alive?" Charles looked at the building gate, and his heartbeat began to accelerate. "Search."

The bats flew over and the mice rushed over quickly. They began to investigate around the huge building, but the harvest was not great. There was nothing outside except the thick layer of gray.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" The Narwhale made an extremely harsh whistle, and the building was still motionless without any reaction.

Following the footprints of the mouse, Charles brought the crew to the huge building.

"Captain, the door crack has been completely welded to death," Dipp reported.

Charles stood there and touched the cold wall with his hands. His expression was flat and smooth, and it was obvious that it was an artificial building.

"We must find a way to go in and see. If there is really someone inside, we may have more options than looking for darkness."

In order to open the building, Charles used various methods, explosives, acid corrosion, and mechanical cutting.

After nearly six hours of hard work, the welded iron door finally opened a crack that could barely enter.

"What kind of metal is this? It's much harder than alloy No. 3." Dipp complained.

"Shh, don't talk, there is a sound inside."

As everyone held their breath, the faint sound in the crack came out.
Chapter completed!