The "click" of the camera sounded, and Linda lifted the black cloth covering herself and the camera, and gave the photo to Charles, who was waiting next to her.

The picture that has not been processed in the darkroom is white and vast, and there is nothing to look at.

Charles flipped the photograph over the back, took out a ruler and a pen, and drew an accurate chart on it with coral islands as anchor points.

There was already a stack of photographs on the table next to him, each with the same chart on the back.

As long as the Cult of Light can get any of them, they will be able to find this sun-drenched island of hope.

These things can be done by others, but he believes in himself more than other hands.

"Captain, you're running out of negatives. Linda's tone was calm.

"Wait. Charles took out the sunglasses next to him, removed the lenses of the two sunglasses, and folded them on top of the lens.

"Take a picture of the gap on the top and use all the remaining negatives for me. ”

Charles didn't believe it, with such conclusive evidence in front of them, those Illuminati believers could still pretend to be stupid.

That's how Charles came up with it, using hard evidence to tell the cultists of the Illuminati that the place of light they had been dreaming of for a long time was here, and that if they wanted to meet their great god of light, they should come quickly.

If there was any organization in Earthsea that was more desperate to find a place of light than Charles, it would have to be the Cult of the Light, which worshipped the sun as a god.

The power of the Cult of Light in the Earthsea is amazing, as long as they come here.

Don't plane, as long as you can return to the Land of Light, even if it is to use the power of the entire earth and sea to build a tower, it is not a problem at all.

That's much faster than Charles going it alone.

And as soon as the Illuminati arrived here, Sodom's pirate threat would be solved. In terms of numbers, pirates can't do anything fanatical. What's more, there are far more followers of the Cult of Light in the Earth Sea than there are pirates in Sodom.

After quickly drawing the charts on the photographs, Charles carefully stacked them and handed them to the waiting captain next to him.

"Monzi, take these, I don't know how you will send them, these things are related to all of our lives. Tell your father to give these pictures to the lunatics at the Cathedral of Light, and tell them that Ted is here, that he has found the land of light in the legend. These photos are proof of this. ”

The captain named Monzi cautiously took the pictures. However, he did not turn away, but looked up at Charles and said, "300 nautical miles is far away, and the fuel on my ship is not enough to support it." If thirteen ships put together the rest of the fuel. I should be able to arrive. ”

"You can't go on a ship, your ship needs to be escorted, and you must make sure that nothing goes wrong. ”

"What if there is no fuel?"

Charles's gaze fell directly onto the lush woods in the distance in the sun. "How could it not be? It's not all fuel. ”

Monzi and Linda looked at each other, "But we can't get through that place now except for you." ”

"There are many ways to block the sun, and can a living person suffocate urine to death? Is there a good way, and there is no stupid way?"

Soon, all the wooden boats used to land on the island were lowered and rowed towards the shore.

As they approached the edge of the sun, all the crew turned the boats over, turned their bottoms up, and walked towards the shore with the boats on their heads, and land submarines with long legs appeared on the bright sand.

By the time they reached the shore, Charles had already set up a makeshift straw hut.

Most of the ship's crews made it easy to repair the boat, let alone build a pavilion to block the sun.

With the wood, palm leaves, and plantain leaves that Charles had brought in, the huts that the crew could move around were getting bigger and bigger.

Soon, a large shadow area obscured by foliage appeared on the ground of Hope Island, and it expanded rapidly.

After the construction of the activity area was completed, the crew began to work, using the "land submarine", and after they cut down the hard trees, they quickly cut them.

It is too inefficient to pull the wet wood down to the ship and use it as fuel, and it has to be turned into charcoal before it can be transported on the ship.

Turning wood into charcoal is a very simple task, first digging a pit in the ground, arranging the cut wood, and placing some hay on it.

After stacking a layer of wood and grass, cover it with wet mud, and light the hay inside at the opening below, and the white eyes will continue to come out of the vent above.

In this inadequate combustion, the wood is rapidly carbonized and transformed into a good fuel.

Under the straw hut, a large carbon kiln was burned, and after only a tael, the beautiful woods of the island were devastated by Charles, and the beautiful and peaceful woods were all turned into bare wooden stakes.

Of course, environmental protection is not on Charles' agenda, and he just wants to make more fuel now.

By the third, when the charcoal in the first batch of kilns had completely cooled, Charles snatched the fully carbonized wood out of the roasted clay.

After breaking it hard, it was found that the charcoal was completely burned inside, and the texture was clear and the color was distinct.

Even if Charles doesn't know much about this, he can see that this carbon is good.

"Throw it in the turbine and burn it. Charles handed the charcoal in his hand to James next to him.

The big man nodded, picked up the charcoal in the bag, and walked towards the shore.

At this time, the grass hut has extended into the sea, and it is possible to walk directly from the island back to Dark Zheng

Charles continued to check the other kilns, and just as he was checking the third kiln, he saw a guy in the distance rushing out of the hut to pick up something in the bushes, and quickly ran back.

It was his boatswain, and Charles came over and slapped him on the back of the head. "What are you doing!

Charles then saw that he was holding a rusty machine in his hand, which looked like something left behind by the Foundation.

Dipper smiled nonchalantly. "Captain, it's okay, I've tried it out with everyone, and it's not dead if you stay under this light for a while. ”

Charles always felt that his boatswain was sometimes missing a root in his head, what was there to try in this kind of thing, as long as he made a mistake, he would die completely.

After repeatedly warning him not to do so, Charles walked towards the left side of the hut, where the twelve captains were approaching, as if looking for something to do with him.

It was always Feuerbach who spoke first. "Captain Charles, my men see fresh water over there. ”

"So what's going on?" the trees are growing so well, of course there's fresh water, and the Foundation still has ruins here.

The other captains all had eager expressions on their faces. "Can we discuss the occupation of this island?"

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