"Captain...... That...... Draw...... Live...... ......"

The words of the bandage made Charles feel his scalp tingle, almost subconsciously, and he instantly crumpled the drawing paper in his hand and threw it at the porthole next to him.

With a "click", the glass of the porthole was shattered by Char's bullet, and the ball of drawing paper flew out of the window with the glass.

At the moment when the paper ball flew out, Charles could even see that a wriggling black tentacle had stretched out from the paper ball.

"Man, get out of here!" shouted Charles, shouting around.

With a low whistle, the narwhal quickly departed from its previous position.

"Why did you throw it away? It was just about to come out of it, how bad it was for you to interrupt it like that. Tuba leaned on the round porthole and said with a look of regret.

The bandage stood up and pulled him back from looking at him again.

"That's obviously something that I drew casually in less than a minute, so how can it move?" Charles, whose face was cloudy, couldn't understand what had just happened.

After this incident, Charles suddenly understood the question of why there was no illustrated record of what was in the water in any of the island's libraries.

It stands to reason that in order to avoid making the same mistake in the same danger, human beings should write down the enemies they encounter and make them into a picture book to warn future generations.

Before, he thought that the humans of the earth and sea were a little taboo about things underwater, but now he realized that the mysteries of things in the water were beyond human imagination, and even simple records could cause fatal trouble.

"Don't look, don't listen, don't speak. Charles added another one in his mind, "Don't remember." ”

Charles didn't sleep very well that night, and every time he felt sleepy, he would be awakened by a sudden heart touch, and in a trance, he always felt that something was watching him outside the porthole, but the night watch rat next to him did not respond.

In the end, Charles still found the doctor's medicine, and he fell asleep completely, but even so, his spirit was very bad.

The next morning, Charles decided to continue his expedition, the place he felt bad, and the longer he stayed, the more dangerous it became, and he had to fight quickly.

The purpose of coming here is twofold, the first is to find the surface exit information, and the second is to find 319 and take out the data that Aaron has put in his head.

The first target, it seems, doesn't have a clue at the moment, but the second one has a good chance of being found.

Tuba has already determined the current location of 319, just go down and find it.

With 319, you can get those data out of your head, so you can know what the Foundation did before, and you can also know how they disappeared.

It may be possible to find some clues about the surface and the current situation on the surface from this information.

With a sickly look on his face, Charles walked down the deserted corridor towards the deck.

Just as he walked to the deck, there was a wall between him, but he heard a faint cry outside.

"What's in the water?" Charles, in an instant, pulled out the flesh revolver.

"Crunch~" The hatch opened, Charles lowered the weapon raised, and the cry came from a back squatting in the bow of the boat, and the characteristic green hair made it easy for Charles to identify him.

"What's wrong?" Charles asked, walking over to him.

The back figure slowly turned around, it was his new second mate Feuerbach, his face full of snot and tears, enough to see the extent of his sadness.

He was crying so sadly, and his hands were not idle, and he was shaving barnacles from the back of a struggling sea turtle.

Feuerbach wiped his face clean with his clothes, and said with grief: "Captain, it's nothing, I'm just missing Kevin who disappeared." ”

Charles quickly went through it in his mind and realized that he didn't have a crew member named Kevin on the ship. "Kevin, you're talking about the vanishing shark?"

Feuerbach, whose eyes were red from crying, nodded vigorously, "Captain, do you know what? It's the longest shark I've been with me, and it turned out to be ......."

As soon as he finished speaking, he cried again in great grief.

Charles was amazed that this guy didn't care about anything all day long, and turned out to have such deep feelings for his shark.

The choked Feuerbach didn't care whether Charles wanted to listen or not, and kept confiding in Charles about the shark named Kevin.

He said how he protected himself in the deep sea, how he lay in his arms and coquettish, and how he cleaned Kevin's stomach with a small brush, and frenched his sharp teeth.

"Alright, alright. Charles interrupted him, and he understood what Feuerbach meant, this guy didn't want the shark to take any more risks.

"Get your sharks ready, it's not negotiable. ”

Feuerbach froze in astonishment. "Captain, it's all like this, you're going to let my shark go on an adventure?!"

Charles looked at him lazily, turned his head to prepare various tools for going to the sea, he was going to come with him at the beginning, and since he came, he had to have the consciousness of death.

Although Feuerbach was very resistant, the captain's orders had to be decided.

Sullen, he quickly got the sharks ready, hugging them and whispering about Charles's coldness.

The doctor handed over the round black herb, "You have already taken this medicine once, and you have no good injuries, I advise you not to stay down there for too long." ”

"I'll come up as soon as I can, this time just to get one thing. ”

"And remember to stop when you go up, don't get decompression sickness again. ”

"Got it. Charles, dressed in leather, spoke with a bit of a voice.

"Hmph, I've never believed what you said, I think I'd better go and prepare the healing potion first. The ship's doctor turned and walked towards the cabin.

"Tuba, what gate is 319 in?" Charles asked to a line of bald old men holding mice.

"No. 7 Road, the last time I saw it was at Gate 7. ”

Munching on the astringent herbs in his mouth, Charles walked towards the side of the boat.

After the last situation, the rest of the crew was obviously very nervous, but the captain was going to the sea, and they couldn't help much at this time. Only cheer for your captain in your heart.

The icy waters soaked Charles again, and after giving a thumbs up to Lily, who was standing on the edge of the boat, he began to dive below the surface of the sea, led by the red shark.

The sea is still as cold as ever, and darkness is the only color here.

Charles and Feuerbach silently dived straight down.