Chapter 338: Preparing for Sailing
Charles looked down at the ants on the ground, his eyes straight at them crawling in and out of the burrow. "Are we humans destined to be ants in front of them?"
"No! Of course not! Our great god of light is different. He is the Great Being, He is the Mercy Beingβ"
"Alright!!" Charles interrupted the pope's propaganda about his religion. An irritated expression suddenly appeared on his face,
"If you can't find a way, you can't find a way, what do you do with all this nonsense. β
"No, of course there is a way, you just need to find the surface exit to solve it, as long as you find the surface exit, the Almighty God of Light can get out, as long as he can get out of the predicament, then it will be a matter for him to lift Yidik's gaze. β
Charles's face showed a trace of contempt, and after saying that he wanted to set off as soon as possible after a long time, he turned around and walked towards the banana field without looking back.
"Kid, hurry up, don't let me rush, we have the same purpose!" the Pope shouted to Charles behind his back.
Watching Charles's back quickly walk out of the banana field, the Pope folded his hands behind his back, and walked slowly towards the Cult of Light like an ordinary old man.
When he reached the door of the church, he saw a believer engrossed in reading a newspaper from the Cult of the Illuminati.
The Pope did not bother him, standing behind him, peeking up from his shoulder.
"Fellow Catholics, fellow citizens, the world knows that the Photans have been known to the world for all the evil crimes they have committed, that their major dioceses are shrinking rapidly, and that the dioceses they have vacated have been completely occupied by our conscientious missionaries!"
"Of course, this is indispensable to our great Pope, the moment when the Pope defeated Longka with a huge spire, we took it with our cameras from all angles, and with the propaganda of these photos, the prestige of our Cult of Light was greatly spread. β
"Because of these two things, the number of our new compatriots has increased rapidly recently! There are not enough blessing needles to hold blessings, and the craftsmen are working overtime to build them!!"
"According to the current momentum, it is expected that in 3 months at the earliest, our compatriots will exceed 10 million!!!
The believer who actually looked at the newspaper looked very excited, and his hands were a little unsteady, and he couldn't help but shout out at the end. "Long live the God of Light!!"
At this moment, he noticed the Pope behind him, and immediately lowered his body by half a head, and handed over the newspaper with trembling hands.
The Pope didn't answer the newspaper, but touched his head with his hand with a smile and turned to walk towards the prayer room.
The joy on his face couldn't be hidden by his light steps, and he couldn't even help humming a song at the end.
In the deserted governor's palace on Hope Island, Charles walked silently towards his bedroom, thinking about what the Pope had just said as he walked.
To be honest, he can only believe half of his ant theory at most, and with the fact that the Cult of Light and the God of Photan are mortal enemies, the possibility of slandering the other side may be even higher.
At least if the gods really don't care about humans, then how could the bandages be cursed because of a failed sacrifice.
If the gods really don't care about humans, then how could Swan go to England because he sacrificed the humans of the entire island.
"Human beings are not ants, even if they are ants, if they have to use pliers, they can also hurt him!"
When Charles first thought of this, he was suddenly stunned, how could he have such an idea?
With a slight smile, he took two quick steps to his bedroom, holding the doorknob in front of him and twisting it gently. "Anna, I almost made you ......"
Looking inside the empty room, Charles slowly lowered his hand and exhaled deeply.
He walked in, slowly tidying up the somewhat messy room, and Anna's melodious voice and glittering cries still sounded in his ears.
"Maybe it's not too bad to live with her in Earthsea like this. β
Just as Charles was thinking this, he suddenly heard messy footsteps behind him, and it sounded like there were quite a few people.
As soon as he looked in, James, Lily, Odryk, West, Feuerbach, and a whole bunch of his own crew members were crowded in.
"Captain, we all agree that we can't go on like this, that woman is really dangerous!Since you say she has never changed your memory, let this Mr. Finn test it, he is also good at it!!, as long as he checks, he will know if she has changed your memory!!" James said with a solemn expression.
"Honey, I heard from my subordinates, you call a circle of floating monsters your daughter? I don't mean to take you over, I really think that woman has definitely changed your memory. "This is Elizabeth's voice.
Glancing at Elizabeth behind the crew and the old magician Finn Gunter, Charles had a wry smile on his face.
Looking at the way the people moved, if Anna hadn't left, they would have to make a move.
"Then you're afraid you're going to run for nothing, Anna, she's just gone. β
"It's impossible! The dock is temporarily blocked by me, and half of the ship can't get out!"
Charles laid the folded sheets down on the bed. "Alright, don't waste your energy on unnecessary places, since the rest is almost over, we will go to sea in five days, the chief engineer will prepare the fuel, the boatswain will change the rope to check the condition of the ship, the cook will prepare the food, and the second mate will work out the route with me. β
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
The crew of the narwhal looked at each other a few times, then immediately turned and rushed towards the door.
Elizabeth slowly approached Charles and nudged his shoulders lightly with her broad shoulders. "She's really gone?"
"What are you lying to you about? β
Elizabeth's soft body slowly leaned in. "So, we only have five days left together?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more wrong, Charles hurriedly stopped her, "Wait, there are others here." β
Finn Gont at the door coughed and prepared to leave secretly.
"Wait, Mr. Finn, don't go yet, I just need your help here. β
"Governor Charles is gracious, please ask me when you need me, just ask, compare our alliance with us. β
"Are you still enough of the materials for the anti-personality potion?"
The damp Hope Island Felon cell was empty at this time, and everyone was pulled out to work, so that Charles's footsteps echoed a little.
There was a "click" and the steel door in the innermost room opened.
"Stand up!" Charles's sudden roar startled the warden next to him, and he shuddered.
"Captain, have you finally come to see me? I thought you were going to lock me up for the rest of my life. Dipu put down the notebook in his hand and looked at the people in front of him calmly.
Charles looked at the former boatswain in front of him with a complicated expression. After looking at the descendant for more than ten seconds, he asked, "Who came up with the idea of turning me into a deep diver that day?"
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