In the backyard of the Governor's Mansion on Ancha Island, Charles quickly drew with a brush while looking at his daughter in the air.

"Shanqi, lift the third tentacle on the left, okay, very good, keep...keep, finish!"

When Charles looked at the works on the painting board with satisfaction, a fluorescent green tentacle in the sky came behind him, and looked at the exact same self in the painting with the liquid eyeballs that swam all over his body.

The content of the portrait is a swollen, wriggling tentacle monster with green cross-liquid eyes floating in the air. The background is the elevator tower behind and various airships in the air. The whole painting looks very harmonious.

"What do you think? Dad's skills are good." Charles answered the question without looking back.

"I like it very much. The drawings are beautiful. I find time to draw one for my mother."

"Forget it. I've painted it for her before. She is not such an idle person. She stayed for half an hour and was clamoring to eat people." Charles took down the painting in front of her, folded it with each other and put it in a diary.

After taking out his pocket watch and looking at it, Charles said in surprise: "It's too late? Let's go, Shanshan, let's find something to eat."

"Yes!" Shinzhan instantly turned into a young girl and happily pulled him towards the street outside.

Compared to the somewhat dull Hope Island, Ancha Island is relatively lively. After all, it is a transit station between the sea and the surface. At least there is no curfew.

The mother and daughter walked slowly by the lively crowd, feeling the different urban atmosphere for other islands. This place looks like a lively passenger transport center. All the supplies on the surface are distributed here and then delivered to the surface by airships in turn. Everyone who receives and delivers goods is racing against time.

Because they were too busy, the atmosphere was better, because they were so busy that they didn’t even have time to eat, and they didn’t even care about the rising sea water at all.

Charles looked up at the huge pit above his head and the airships up and down in the pit. He felt a little moved for a moment. When the 010 Ring of Time was still on this island, he really couldn't guess that this place had become what it is now.

Just as he was feeling emotion, he suddenly heard a hint of depressing crying in the noisy voices.

Charles turned his head and found that the postman not far away was delivering a black letter to a woman.

The woman seemed to be frightened, waved her hand and retreated repeatedly. The letter of color was nothing but a notice of death on the surface.

Looking at the letter, Charles' heart was covered with a shadow, and he pulled Shining toward the side.

"Madam, although I understand your grief, please sign for it as soon as possible. I still have a lot of letters to send." The courier's words made Charles look at the green package on the back seat of the bicycle.

"No...this is not true! He said he would come back!! He never lie to me!!" The flax-haired woman collapsed on the ground, looking completely broken.

In the end, a boy who looked like he looked eleven years old reached out to take the black letter. He opened the letter and looked carefully at the content on it. It seemed to be the woman's child.
Chapter completed!