Charles sat on the dock, looked at a cargo ship unloading in the distance, and began to write to the drawing board in front of him.

Modeling, laying color blocks, pressing projection, adding reflection, gradually, a unique landscape watercolor painting appears on the drawing board.

Charles never thought that the strengthening of the body brought by 096 also had a role in painting.

"How do you feel?" Charles asked another personality in his mind.

"It's okay, is the environment a little dark?" The hand holding the brush moved by himself, adding some details on it.

The doctor just said it with his mouth, but Charles carefully considered his other options, so Charles finally chose to draw to decompress.

At first, Charles just played casually, but when he drew all the scenes in his mind, he gradually became fascinated.

The appearance of family, the scenery on the surface, and various tall buildings, and watercolor paintings that are beautiful or ugly were painted by Charles. It is a very fulfilling thing to create the works you think of.

No matter what, Charles achieved his goal. With this hobby, he finally stopped thinking about going to sea all day long. He could stay quietly on the island, waiting for the island to take away the pollution caused by the sea.

Three months passed, and as Charles' painting skills became more and more exquisite, the fatigue and haggardness on his face that had never disappeared became much weaker.

Just as the two were discussing the work, sailors with their arms around each other were walking towards this side.

One of the middle-aged men with a mole on his forehead noticed Charles who was painting.

He leaned over and looked at it, and said in surprise: "Look, this gentleman is painting our boat! It looks like it!"

A group of sailors gathered around and joined in the fun in excitement.

Charles didn't like this kind of occasion very much, and he was about to leave with the drawing board. Just as he had just stood up, the sailor with a mole on his face said with a flattering smile: "Sir, can you draw a picture for me?"

Charles' eyebrows jumped. "What to draw?"

"Do you know the Spider Islands under Governor He Fang? The goods we shipped this time were that spider silk. My son always wanted to know what it looked like there. He wanted to ask you to draw a picture so that he could see it. He has never been to other islands."

Looking at his expectant eyes, Charles thought for a while and sat down, skillfully laying the coloring blocks on the canvas. "Okay."

"Great!! Let me tell you what the island looks like. It's really scary. Whether it's trees or roofs, it's full of white spider silk. And the spiders there are very big. They are much bigger than people-"

"No need to explain." Charles interrupted him, and the brush skillfully applied on the drawing paper.

As the details slowly filled in, a white island port appeared on the drawing paper.

Behind the dense human buildings are dense spider silk, with red light hidden inside the spider silk, which is the red light of the spider's eyes. If you carefully distinguish it, you can also see the outline of the spider that is bigger than the house.

"Hey, the painting looks really like it, it's just like it's real. Mr. Painter, have you been to that island before?"

Spider Island provides a large amount of clothing materials for the entire sea. Charles has been the captain of the cargo ship for several years, and of course he also ran that route.

"Thank you, my son will be very happy with this thing." The sailor took the drawing paper and ran towards the dock exit.

When the other sailors saw this scene, they all leaned forward excitedly.

"Mr. Painter, can you draw me a picture of the island? I have never been there. I heard that the island is the most prosperous island in the North Sea. I want to know what that island looks like."

"Mr. Painter, are you drawing a person's avatar? How about drawing me one? I'm afraid of dying at the sea, and my daughter forgot what I look like."

"Woooooooooooooo~" A low whistle suppressed the sailors' argument.

When Charles saw the appearance of a ship in the distance, his indifferent expression immediately became serious. The hull had the standard of a white triangle, which was the ship of the Sun God Cult.

Charles walked straight through the sailors and walked towards the dock. His excellent vision allowed Charles to immediately see Kede standing at the bow of the ship. His previous kind expression completely disappeared. At this time, Kede was like a gambler with red eyes, with excitement and listlessness in his eyes.

Before the boat could get off the anchor, Kede stumbled down on the shaking wooden ladder, holding a watermelon-sized box in his hand.

"Give me the chart to you! Hurry up!" The box was thrown over roughly.

Inside the box was a head of Songni wrapped in lime. His eyes were wide open. Even if he died, Charles could see the viciousness and madness in his eyes.

"You spent a lot of effort to kill him, right?" Charles grabbed Songni's hair and lifted him out.

"Give it! Hai! Picture! Give it! Me!" Kede gritted his teeth and looked ferocious, as if he would swallow him alive as long as Charles didn't give it to him.

"Don't worry." Charles held the head with his hand and turned toward his hotel. Kede, who had a gloomy face, followed with a group of subordinates.

"There are no signs of disguise on the face, there is only one layer of skin, and there is also a steel needle from the Divine Sect in your mind. It seems that this thing is real." After confirming that, Charles threw his head into the smelly garbage dump next to him.

Seeing Songni's death, Charles didn't have much emotional fluctuation. He wanted to kill himself, so of course he had to fight back. This was just using Kede's hands to clear the obstacles to going home.

"Cruff~" Charles' residence door opened, and Lily on the table put down the pencil on her shoulder and jumped to the ground. "Mr. Charles, did you come back so early today?"

Charles grabbed her and touched the smooth hair on her back with his hands. He glanced at Keder next to him and said, "Let the crew gather together, the rest is long enough."

"Okay." Lily glanced at Kede behind her and ran out quickly along the corner of the wall. The brown mice in the room quickly followed.

"Pa." The page with a naval chart in the diary was displayed in front of Kede. The holy person of the Sun God Cult trembled and stretched out his hands to pick it up, but he shook back in fear. He hurriedly waved to his subordinates next to him.

A believer in the Sun God Cult next to him quickly brought a square metal box over.

After he had a fucking operation, Charles realized that it turned out to be an old-fashioned camera.

After taking the photo, Kede took the diary, lay on it with all his concentration, and started to read in detail.

After a long time, he looked up at Charles in front of him. "Have you proofread the coordinates?"

"I've been here." Charles pointed to the island where 1002 existed. "Based on its coordinates, we can easily infer the location of other islands."
Chapter completed!