Sunny Hope Island, sitting in a grass hut on the top of a hillside, ** Charles, who was in the upper half, carefully looked at the map of Hope Island that was explored in front of him.

"This area can be zoned as a residential area, this area can be zoned as a port area, and this piece of land is relatively flat and can be used to grow food, but the ryegrass in the sea will definitely not block such a strong sun, and you must find suitable crops.

Drawing pictures was a piece of cake for Charles, and soon the whole island was planned by him, and the planning of the island should have been done by professionals, but unfortunately there are no such people on the island now, and Charles can only reluctantly do it himself.

It's been a month since the photo was sent, and Charles, who had nothing to do, began to work as the governor of the island.

Not only because he is now the governor of Hope Island, but he also has another plan, if he finds his family and cannot live on it, then bringing them down is also an option.

Charles walked out of the hut with the planned map.

As far as the eye can see, the ground is full of grass huts built by the crew, and when you look down from above, it looks like a crooked fat centipede lying in the woods.

On such a beautiful island, the crew was no longer satisfied with staying in the huts, and many of them were scurrying around excitedly with a huge hat umbrella made of leaves.

They tasted all kinds of fruits everywhere, even if they were poisoned several times, they never tired of it.

The big umbrellas crawled all over the island, and also brought back the newspaper of Hope Island to Charles.

The whole island of hope is large, a little bigger than Charles thought, with a length of 63 kilometers and a width of 42 kilometers, and the shape of the island resembles an irregular prismatic shape.

The island's landscape is mostly woods and shrubs, and there are no peaks on the whole, so the ideal place to build it is undoubtedly the site of the Foundation's pre-foundation, where Charles intended to build the center of the island.

Just as Charles was looking at his territory, he found that the crew in the distance was cutting down trees again, and he frowned and quickly rushed down.

As soon as I arrived at the place, I saw Deep, who was on the top of the big umbrella, shouting excitedly.

"Stop! I can't say I'm not allowed to cut wood?"

Dipper smiled and turned his head and said, "Captain, we plan to build you a governor's palace, the carpenters of the Wave Razor are amazing, and they will definitely build you the most magnificent governor's palace in the whole of the earth!"

"The Governor's Palace will have time to rebuild it in the future, and the remaining trees are not allowed to be cut down. I'm not kidding you, it's my order. ”

The trees were easy to cut, but they were much more difficult to plant, and he didn't want his island to be bare in the long haul.

Seeing Depp walking towards the hut in frustration, Charles stopped him and wanted to find something to do for this guy. Otherwise, this kid will not be idle.

"You take someone to take a diary of all the plants on the island, and carefully record all the plants that can be eaten. ”

Selling carbon is definitely not good, to say that Hope Island in the sea to take the shot, in addition to the sunshine should be those fruits, maybe this business opportunity.

"Report, I requested an extension of two hours. Richard's flirtatious voice rang in his head.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm preparing a gift for my sister, it's been so long, we can't go up empty-handed, why don't we bring some souvenirs." ”

"So when you went to the beach last night, did you also prepare souvenirs for your sister?" As soon as Charles's words came out, Richard suddenly stopped talking.

Charles didn't ask any more questions, he already knew what this guy was thinking, and it would be useless to ask any more questions.

There will always be a fight between the two, but at least not now.

Just as Charles was about to walk back to the hut to continue adding details to the plan, he suddenly heard the whistle of a steamship coming from the seaside.

It was not just a sound, but more than a dozen ships sounded at the same time, and in the agreed meaning, this represented the highest vigilance.

"Under what circumstances would the guards of the sea sound the highest alarm??" Charles's mind flashed to Soroma's suffocating shadow.

The crew members on the island, who had just been rejoicing, rushed along the grass hut towards the shore as fast as they could.

However, when they rushed to the beach, everyone froze, and on the southern horizon, it seemed as if a new sun had risen.

Grabbing the binoculars of the crew next to him, Charles saw the front of the "sun" clearly.

The dazzling light of the 400-meter-long golden ship kept coming out of the ship's mirror, piercing into the darkness around it.

Charles's heart, which had just been hanging, fell instantly, and the obvious triangular mark on the ship proved that it was not Sodom's pirate, it was the ship of the Cult of Light.

The Cult of Light ship was surrounded by ships of all sizes.

The sight of so many ships coming from the sea towards the Hope was spectacular, and it made Charles feel like he was watching a military parade.

But when it comes to eye-opening, the people on the boat are definitely much more eye-opening than Charles, and their reactions are the same as when Charles came before, either standing still and not moving, or constantly slapping themselves in the face.

Seeing that their ship was getting closer and nearer and was about to run aground, Charles quickly asked the narwhal to alert them with a whistle.

The glittering ship began to dumpling, quickly put down the boat and rushed directly to the beach.

Some guys who don't have a boat can't wait, and jump directly into the sea and swim desperately towards this side.

Looking at their excited appearance, Charles, who was standing on the beach, hurriedly reminded loudly with someone. "Don't go near the sun!!!You're going to die!!'

Even though Charles's warning was timely, more than a dozen people eventually collapsed on the beach, their faces with peaceful smiles, as if they had returned to their mother's arms.

The thousands of people scattered from the ship filled the straw hut that Charles had built.

At this time, they were so excited, looking around incoherently, that it was very difficult for Charles to find someone to talk to.

Just when Charles was looking at these excited guys with a little headache, a mustache with a single lens next to him walked up to Charles with some excitement.

"Hello, Mr. Charles, I'm George, the branch president of the Coral Island Explorers Association, please sign here, and your ownership of this island will be backed up by the Association. ”

Charles took it. "I remember I didn't inform you. ”

He had just noticed that except for the glittering golden boat, those small boats were not coming down from the Cult of Light believers, and he didn't know what they were trying to do with such excitement.

The mustache looked at the fantasy scene around him, and replied absentmindedly: "We have cooperated with the Cult of Light, and when we first heard them say that we had found the Land of Light, we felt very ridiculous, but we didn't expect it to be true. ”

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