This...... What is it?"

"Mr. Charles, do you think it's a hill under water?"

"No, I think it's more like a clump of coral, since there are schools of fish around, there shouldn't be any danger, first mate, get closer. ”

Charles took two quick steps to the periscope in the back, closing one eye and looking inside.

Although it can only be seen with one eye, it is undoubtedly much wider to see with a periscope.

As the narwhal slowly approached, the outline of the mass directly in front of it began to become clear under the light of the searchlight.

It was a ship, a shipwreck covered in corals and barnacles.

"Hope Island is known only to the kings of Sodom except me, is this a pirate ship?"

Just as Charles was thinking this, a flash of red flashed in front of the periscope and rushed towards the boat, which was Feuerbach's shark.

When the narwhal was 40 meters away from the wreck, the group of red sharks came out, and they swam in circles in front of the ship with a changing octopus in their mouths.

"Captain, my gadgets tell me that it's just an ordinary wreck except for this octopus. Second mate Feuerbach said.

Charsto pondered for a moment and said, "No danger, let's try a wetsuit with this wreck." ”

Since it was a sea trial, I had to try all the new things on the narwhal.

If an accident occurs here, at least next to Hope Island, if there is really an accident in the open ocean, it will be completely finished.

In the narwhal's decompression chamber, Charles is assisted by the crew to put on a wetsuit.

In order to resist the strong water pressure, this heavy diving suit is not comparable to the rubber suit of the previous Illuminati Cult, and the weight alone reaches 220 catties.

An all-metal round helmet with a layer of crash net hanging from the front of the helmet's thick glass, which is no different from a space suit except for the helmet.

A wetsuit that weighs so much tends to be extremely clumsy if it doesn't have enough strength, but fortunately Charles can fully handle the suit.

"Bell. Charles knocked on the glass in front of him, which he estimated to be at least 10 centimeters thick, which would definitely hold the water pressure.

After making a successful gesture to the crew next to him, everyone except Feuerbach exited the decompression chamber.

The sea slowly rose from under him, and Charles saw the two mouths next to him open and say something, but he couldn't hear it in a sealed state.

There was a noise of salsa coming from behind, it was the sound of an oxygen tube.

The bell inside the "ding-ding-ding" suit was runged, and the thread pulling the bell was protruding from the oxygen tube, and the sealed heavy wetsuit could only communicate through this.

The water pressure inside the decompression chamber began to slowly increase, and when the pressure inside was exactly the same as the water pressure outside, Charles slowly crouched down and held the red handle of the round gate on the ground and unscrewed it vigorously.

Bubbles fly, and the dark and deep seabed appears in front of Charles.

"Huh~Si~Huh~Si~" Charles listened to the sound of his own breathing and jumped into the hole.

The narwhal was not far from the bottom of the sea, and as the sand was raised, Charles landed firmly on the bottom of the sea.

He opened his hand, waved a few flags at Feuerbachi, and then walked towards the wreck.

It is very difficult to move around on the ground, but in the water, the buoyancy of the water makes it easier to move the suit, and it feels like walking in space.

As Feuerbach's sharks wandered around the wreck, schools of sardines and clownfish weaving among the corals quickly disappeared in fright.

When Charles reached the wreck, he looked up and felt more and more the enormity of the wreck, which was almost twice the size of the narwhal, and it was now stuck diagonally into the bottom of the sea like a broad knife.

"What is the origin of this ship??" With this thought, Charles walked towards the gap in the wreck.

However, as soon as he approached, a word next to him, which was hidden by coral, immediately caught his attention.

Charles reached out and pulled the coral away, and the name of the ship appeared in front of Charles. D134。

"The name of this ship seems familiar. Charles looked at the row of words and frowned.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he remembered that the ghost ship he had just encountered on the island of England was named this one, and he said that the name of this ship was the D134 transport.

The memories of 3 years ago were quickly recalled by Charles, who remembered that he had come across by revealing information to the Cult of the Illuminati.

"That guy said he was going to ship goods to Hope Island, so it sank here, it's really unlucky, it's almost there. ”

Charles was curious about what kind of cargo this ship was transporting, and he didn't know if it could be used after so many years.

Of course, Char also knew that this possibility was very unlikely, and this time he finally tried a wetsuit.

He glared hard at his feet on the ground, and his body continued to drift towards the black crevices in the sunken ship.

It was dark inside, and all kinds of aquatic plants were covered in all kinds of aquatic plants, and the traces of human beings had been almost corroded by the sea.

"This ship won't collapse, will it?" said Charles, who was a little apprehensive, but at the thought of his heavy armor-like diving suit, he settled down and stepped on the rugged coral.

Although it was very corroded and covered in various coral barnacles, Charles could tell the location of each compartment of the ship as a man who ate the sea.

Slowly he came to the cargo hold. Not surprisingly, the warehouse was also filled with colorful coral.

"Bump!" Charles' fist slammed into it, sending debris flying in all directions.

"Touch!!" began to crack the corals, and the water became more and more turbid.

When Charles slammed it a third time, the coral fell off, and the rotten red rusty hatch appeared in front of him.

"Compared to my previous strength, my strength is at least four times greater. Charles thought as he reached into the crack in the door, and the muscles in his arms began to work.

"Ah~" With a sound like a fingernail scraping a blackboard, the hatch slowly opened.

At the moment of opening, something white immediately floated out of it, and Charles raised his hand and punched it directly.

Things shattered, but more things poured out, and those were bones, human bones.

Charles stood still, looking at everything in front of him in shock, and the words of the ghost captain three years ago rang in his ears,

"Transport, D134, full speed ahead! We must get this cargo to the 16th before the 16th!"

It turns out that the cargo in the ghost captain's mouth is all alive!!