Seeing that the first mate understood what he meant, Charles lay on the ground gasping for breath, and at this time he felt an unusually uncomfortable chest and a mouthful of blood with pink bubbles was spit out by him.

"Mr. Charles, what the hell is going on, are you alright?" asked a worried Lily as she ran over first, cautiously.

"Let's go away, this guy is swimming too fast, and he's getting decompression sickness, can't you stop for a while? Hey, you guys, carry him to the infirmary. The doctor with the flask ordered the sailors who were watching the play.

Charles, who was carried by the sailors, slowly moved towards the cabin, and when Charles found that there were no tentacles extending out of the dark sea, he was completely relieved.

By the time Charles finished his treatment, it was already five hours later.

His face regained some complexion, and he lay on the hospital bed, thinking back to what he had just seen in the water, although it was not big, but Charles seemed to feel that it had some kind of "divinity." ”

The kind of extreme fear that gushed out from the depths of his heart, almost swallowing his entire mind, was definitely not something that ordinary aquatic creatures could have.

Charles estimated that if he had stared at that eyeball for a little longer, his sanity would have collapsed on the spot.

"Well, did you find what you were looking for?" the doctor sat down on a nearby stool and took the flask from Linda next to him.

Charles shook his head. "No, but I found a map of the underwater islands, and I need to look for it carefully and then go to the sea again, and the success rate will be much greater. ”

"What? You're going down, aren't you afraid you'll encounter something else?" Linda and the doctor were surprised by Charles's decision.

There was a hint of hesitation on Charles' face, but he nodded eventually. "Well, I have to go down, there's definitely something in there. ”

He had already gone to sea once, and this time he would be able to avoid his previous mistakes.

And although it was said that the last time I went to the sea, there were no injuries.

"Okay, you're the captain, listen to you. I'll prepare herbs for you to go into the water, don't get decompression sickness this time, if you get it again, your lungs will just throw it away. ”

The doctor struggled to sit up but couldn't get up for a long time, and in the end, Linda next to him helped him.

"I'm not old yet!" the doctor shook off Lingda's hand and limped towards another room.

Glancing at the doctor's back, Charles looked at the Cult of Light in front of him and asked, "Why are you here?"

"The doctor asked me to learn from him, he was dying, he was afraid that he would die, and there was no doctor on board. Linda replied calmly.

Listening to the doctor's scolding voice in the other room, Charles's heart was slightly gloomy, I am afraid that another crew member is leaving the narwhal.

He immediately put away this unnecessary mercy, he didn't need it, neither did the doctor, he had more important things to do now.

The black ink of the fountain pen quickly drew straight lines on the paper of the diary.

According to his memory, Charles reproduced the map of the sunken island, and after various exercises, his drawing skills were very high.

The narwhal's chimney stopped emitting black smoke again, and the first mate took a bandage to the infirmary, and drew a picture with his captain.

"We've already walked through, and when you get the boat five nautical miles to 1 o'clock, it should be just above the project lab, and it should be easier to dive directly from it. Charles said to the bandage, who nodded silently.

It turned out that Charles was calculating where the narwhal was currently located above the Foundation's main island in order to make it easier to dive.

"No, no, there's nothing you're looking for in that place. A voice came from behind Charles.

When Charles turned around, he found that it was Tuba holding a large group of colored mice, he had changed into clean clothes, and all the hair on his head had been shaved clean, looking extraordinarily energetic.

He saw Charles looking at him, grabbing a mouse with his hand and rubbing it against the smooth head, as if embarrassed. "Little Lily said that if I don't wash it, she won't let her friends play with me, so I wash it. ”

"I didn't ask you this, what do you mean by what you just said?" Charles keenly noticed the anomaly in Tuba's words just now.

"Look at me, I'll help you draw. Tuba snatched Charles' pen and scribbled on the Japanese book.

"The place you painted has long since changed, and they had a lot of morning meetings in order to change places, but in fact, the 319 you want is put here, you go from here, and then from here, and then get into it from here. ”

Looking at the unrecognizable map, Charles looked at Tuba in surprise, "How do you know you're looking for 319? And how do you know where 319 is?"

"Aren't you looking for 319? You're looking for 319, of course I know, and I've lived in this place for a long time, and I'm good friends with 319. ”

"Good friend?319 is alive?!" Charles's voice suddenly raised a knot.

"No, it's a printer, but who says you can't be friends with things?" said Tuba with a very natural expression.

The corners of Charles's mouth twitched, "I'm sorry, you spoke so normally, you almost forgot that you were a madman." ”

Tuba smiled as if Charles was complimenting him.

However, his face suddenly turned to the side, and he whispered into Charles's ear: "Don't go to Gate 3 when you go down, it seems that there is a big thing closed in it." ”

Charles's heart tightened, "Are there a lot of dangerous relics on the main island?"

Tuba thought with his head tilted. "Uh...... It's not dangerous, the relics in that place can't move or speak, but if you play with them, a lot of bad things will happen. ”

"Oh, by the way, remember to help me find 372 at Gate 15 when you go down later. The last time I played Texas Hold'em, he and 246 owed me money. ”

Charles looked at Tuba in front of him thoughtfully, the madman seemed to know a lot of things.

He snatched the pen from Tuba and drew quickly, and soon the thing that had been buried in the skeleton was drawn by Charles.

"Do you have an impression of this? Is it a relic that was once contained on the main island? ”

Looking at the tentacle eyeballs on the paper, Tuba had a look of doubt on his face. "It seems familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere. ”

The bandage on the side looked at the two expressionlessly, asking and answering.

But just as his gaze swept over Charles's painting, he was shocked. "Captain...... That...... Draw...... Live...... ......"