The bright street lamps illuminated the streets, but walking on the deserted streets under the sea really made Charles feel a little weird.

"Prepare your weapons and stay safe. Charles kept reminding the sailors around him with a flag.

Above them, the narwhal's pitch-black torpedo hatches had been opened, and as soon as any enemy appeared, the attack began.

"Wow" ~ The white at the end of the distant street flashed, and Charles saw it, but they didn't chase it.

"There's something here, they're starting to notice us. Charles's heart hung in the air.

Charles knew he couldn't sit still, his hand swayed slightly, and Deep, who was next to him, slowly swam away.

Pretending that nothing had happened, Charles and the crew walked slowly down the street towards the front, and he didn't let the crew enter the surrounding buildings to explore, so as not to be attacked by the thing just now.

The place grew stranger and stranger, and at this moment he suddenly missed Feuerbach's shark very much.

Perhaps Charles's lack of reaction gave the other party the illusion of paralysis, and a few minutes later, on the roof of a small building two hundred meters away from Charles, a white head quietly poked out again.

As he quietly watched Charles and them, he didn't notice that the terrifying fish-man who had been hideous all along, had swam in his head.

"Wow~" Dipp waved his hands and pounced directly on the thing with his teeth and claws.

"Captain!!I've caught!' it's a child!" cried Deep, with his gills wide open, in the water.

Charles, who was wearing a heavy diving suit, immediately rushed over, and soon, he saw Deepp's hand, the guy who had been watching him before.

He looks very ordinary, with a white baseball cap on his head, and brightly colored children's clothes, this is a little boy, and his whole body is dressed exactly like the dress of a child on the ground.

The child seemed to be frightened by Deep's horrific appearance, writhing and struggling to cry for help.

"Earthsea language, can this boy communicate?"

Charles thought about it quickly, and quickly pointed upward, it is inconvenient to ask here, since he has caught his tongue, he has to ask carefully.

All the divers' thick tubes began to shrink and pull them towards the narwhal, with Dip grabbing the kid and following him.

In the narwhal's decompression chamber, as the sea slowly fell, the child's expression of extreme horror disappeared when he saw Charles's face behind the glass.

Charles stopped the bandages on the outside of the decompression chamber from opening the hatch and turned his head to look at the boy in front of him, who was only eight or nine years old.

"Do you understand me?" Charles asked.

"Who are you? Why are you coming to arrest me? I didn't do anything, I just looked at it, can't I see?" he replied in trepidation.

When he saw that the other party could negotiate, Charles breathed a sigh of relief. It's much easier to communicate, and this is the first time Charles has met such a fluent indigenous person in so many years.

"Don't hurt me, I don't have much, I can give you all the points, I was wrong, I shouldn't have sneaked out of the shelter. ”

The boy was about to touch Charles's hand as he spoke, but he was greeted by a fast-spinning chainsaw.

Scarlet hot blood splattered, and the boy held his right hand, which had been cut off from his middle finger, screaming in horror and shaking his feet.

"Don't make any noise! I'm annoyed!!" the second mate, Knona, slapped him and stunned the boy.

Charles reached out to stop Knona, and he walked up to the boy and looked at him calmly.

"Your actions made me overreact a little, I'm sorry, but we're just in contact, so it's best not to make any unusual moves, but fortunately, the misunderstanding is not big, just some minor injuries. ”

Charles's words did not take the boy out of his state of confusion, he stood motionless, as if he had died.

"Smack~" Charles's hand in the thick wetsuit gently patted him on the shoulder, causing the boy to tremble, his expression froze and almost collapsed, and a stream of yellow liquid flowed out from under him.

There were all kinds of signs that the child was just an ordinary boy, but Charles's vigilance did not fall in the slightest.

You know, no child, whether on the surface or on the sea, can breathe underwater.

Charles walked to the door of the decompression chamber and said something through a slit to the bandage outside.

Soon he brought a few things, one of which was a mind printer and a few sugar cubes.

"What's your name?" Placing the printer on the floor, Charles asked the first question.

Surrounded by a group of men twice as tall as himself in heavy wetsuits, the boy fought back to cry and opened his mouth several times before finally opening his mouth. "Wave ...... Poguero ......"

"呲呲~呲呲~" The printer began to move, and the data it displayed proved that the other party was not lying, and the boy's name was Poguero.

"Very well, Pogoreau, tell me, what is this island?" said Charles, shoving a piece of candy into his mouth.

"Number 68" seemed to have its effect as the water droplets from Bogro's brown hair slowly dripped down, and at least his body didn't tremble as much as it used to be.

"Island 68? It's a very Foundation-like way of naming it. Charles said in his heart.

"Is there anyone else on the island besides you?" Charles asked.

Poguero nodded, "Hmm...... They were shelters under the streets, and the mayor said that there was a great danger lately, so that we absolutely could not come out. ”

Mayor: So it seems that the humans on this island are still in normal order, which is a good thing.

"Have you seen a giant key on this island 68? ”

As if hearing the possibility of returning home, Bogoro's frightened eyes lit up.

He reached out and took out a key with a round handle from his neck, "You want a key, is this key okay? This is the key to the door of my house." ”

Charles shook his head, "It's not this kind of key. See the ship we have? The key is 10 times bigger than this ship. ”

Pogro glanced at Knona, who was staring at him in fear, and said, "I don't know. ”

Charles asked for some details again, but the other party knew very little, whether it was the Foundation or the key, he couldn't answer. Psychic printer, proving that he did not speak.

Just as Charles was about to think about how to pull more clues out of his mouth. The bandages on the outside of the decompression chamber pushed the door straight in.

"Captain...... There's something out there...... Flew over. ”