Darkness, eternal darkness is everything in front of Charles's eyes, time has passed for some time, Charles thinks he can adapt, but he still can't.

A soft palm gently lifted the back of his head, and the cold iron bowl was brought to his mouth.

Charles smelled a familiar fishy smell. "What kind of medicine is this?"

"Human blood, promotes wound healing. ”

"Does drinking blood have this function?"

"It's useless for others, but your body can. ”

Hearing this, Charles opened his mouth and drank it directly.

He didn't know if it was good or bad, but his body seemed to be a little closer to a vampire in various degrees due to the fact that he used the mirror relics too much.

"If I become a vampire completely, will my eyes be restored?" a ridiculous thought came to his mind.

Just as Charles was messing around, he sensed Linda removing her bandages and changing her dressing.

When it came to the leg, Charles reached out and pinched the broken leg that had been picked up.

Charles breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the obvious pain. "It's okay, Linda's skills are good, this leg is saved. ”

He reached for the bedside table to his left, and a woman's hand brought the folded paper.

Touching the surface chart with his hand, a smile appeared on Charles' face. This is his way home.

From the doctor's tablet, it can be seen that the Foundation will communicate with the outside world, and since it is written as a surface exit, then the location of the chart here must not be wrong.

"If Anna knew the news, she would probably be very happy. ”

"Captain, what do you want to eat? I can do it for you. Linda asked, changing her bandages.

Charles was a little surprised, he hadn't heard of the narwhal having sick meals before. "No need, whatever the crew eats, I'll do the same. ”

Immediately after, Charles felt the sound of footsteps next to him walking from his left to his right, and a hand suddenly rested on the base of his thigh.

"Captain, are you a little panicked if you haven't been ashore for so long? Do you want me to help you solve it?"

The meaning of this cold voice made Charles tremble in fright, "What do you mean?

"No, I just think that if you are uncomfortable, I want to help you. ”

"Linda, are you alright?" said Charles's voice with hesitation.

"Of course I'm fine, don't I really need to?"

"You really don't need to, you go to the cockpit and see who's at the helm now, and ask how long it will be before you get back to Hope Island. ”

Charles breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Linda's footsteps fade away.

Linda is a cultist of the Illuminati, she can't lie, since she said she doesn't like herself, then definitely not, but how can this woman be a little weird.

After thinking quickly, Charles suddenly realized that there was a hint of guilt in her voice just now.

"Guilt what, didn't guilt cure my eyes?"

At the thought of his eyes, Charles's good mood slowly lowered.

He reached out and slowly ran his hand across the bandage in front of his eyes, pressing it lightly, and there was nothing in his eye sockets.

"Why are eyes eyes? Any other location is fine. ”

"Those guys who do the prosthetic limb business should be able to make prosthetic eyes that can see, right?" Charles's heart couldn't help but feel uneasy.

He didn't know the actual technology of those people, and he knew that the eyes were so sophisticated that it would be forgivable if they couldn't.

In this constant thought, Charles fell into a groggy sleep, and his body needed to rest.

The crew seemed to know that Charles couldn't be in a better mood in this situation, and they didn't bother him too much.

Because he has no eyes, Charles has been living this life day and night, he doesn't know how much time has passed, the only thing he can know is that the wounds on his body are healing rapidly.

When he heard the whistles of steamships outside the window, and the bustling sounds of people on the docks, he could already get out of bed and walk around.

Holding the cold scales on Deep's arm, Charles stepped off the narwhal.

He heard a panicked chatter ringing on his left, the man who greeted him on Hope Island, and all eyes were fixed on the bloody bandage on Charles's face.

Charles tilted his head slightly in Deep's direction. "I don't have time to deal with them, so take me back to the Doge's Palace first. ”

"Hmm!" Dipper pointed his gun up at the feet of the crowd. "Bang Bang!!" "Get out of here!!" Captain doesn't want to see you now!!"

The voices were getting louder, but this time they were moving away.

Riding back to the Governor's Palace in the car, Dipper helped Charles with excitement on his ugly face. He felt that he was once again needed by the captain.

"Alright, don't be busy. I went to the café on the 1st floor of No. 48 in the heart of the island and called the people with prosthetic limbs to me, and they said that I was looking for them. ”

"Okay! I'll go find them right away!!" Deep, excited, rushed out in a gust of wind.

Touching the cushion woven of tough spider silk under him, Charles took a slight breath and exhaled a breath, he took out the map in his arms and stroked it with his hand.

Suddenly, Charles heard movement at the door, "Who?" and he turned his ear to that side vigilantly.

Who knew that the man came directly to Charles and reached out to tear the bandage off Charles's face directly.

Smell the familiar mixture of wine and herbs and sweat. A smile crossed Charles' face. "How's it going? Do you have a cure?"

"Wasn't it good before? Why did you suddenly get like this? Why did you suddenly get hurt so badly? The doctor's voice was tinged with chagrin.

"Who can say for sure about the exploration of the island, to be honest, it's good to come back alive this time, by the way, to tell you the good news, you see, this is a map of the surface exit. ”

The doctor's tone didn't sound a little happy, and he slapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his right hand. "Alas, just keep looking for death! One day you will die before me. ”

"How can it hurt your eyes!" another voice exploded at the door, and this time Charles was surprised by the arrival, it was actually the Pope's voice, and he could hear the extreme anxiety in that voice.

"What did you do? How did you hurt your eyes? What about your eyeballs?" the old voice sounded very irritable.

"I don't know, I guess I threw it on the island. ”

The Pope's roar almost knocked the ceiling off. "Throw it on the island! Why don't you get it back! If there's any hope of repairing it!!'re not a mess of your brain!"

Charles frowned slightly. "I'm glad you're so worried about me, but you think this is something I'd like to see?"