Chapter Ninety-Four: Lily's Food
The doctor glanced at Charles, who was getting used to the novice, and reminded in a low voice: "Don't think that thing is so good, as a doctor's reminder to you, no matter how good the new thing is, it is not as good as the old one." ”
Charles put the prosthetic leg down, thought for a moment, and then turned to the doctor and asked, "This thing doesn't look like it's just mechanical. ”
"Hmph, that kid dares to touch anyone in order to transform his body into a machine, you'd better stay away from him in the future, I know him, but it doesn't mean that I'm familiar with him. ”
Just as Charles was about to say something, Richard suddenly grabbed the right to speak.
"These prosthetic crafts all use souls, so are they very familiar with the soul level when they use magic?"
"Most of the tricksters are in the Western Sea, I don't know much about it, what are you asking for?"
Charles was equally puzzled, "That's right, what are you asking this for?"
"Dude, magic, shouldn't we try such a fun thing?" said Richard, excited.
The doctor shook his head, "Don't think about that kind of thing, those guys are very xenophobic, basically only teach their own family members, and this thing may not be as good as you think, they really want to be so powerful to occupy the whole ocean early, and they won't shrink into those islands to survive." ”
"That's it, it's a pity, I thought I could have one more craft. After Richard said regretfully, he instantly shrank back.
But at this moment, Charles's expression became a little hideous, and he covered his head with his hands and froze in place.
His strange behavior caused the surrounding islanders to look sideways.
The doctor put the flask down and examined it carefully, then stood by and did nothing.
After a few minutes, the murmuring in his ears disappeared, and Charles, whose face was a little ugly, looked at the old man beside him.
"This level of auditory hallucinations, you can bear with it yourself, and then look for me when the hallucinations appear, or the same sentence, just go to the island if you don't want to suffer this kind of torture. ”
Charles put his hand down, didn't say anything, and continued walking towards the Bat Hotel.
"Crunch~" The door of 303 was pushed open by Charles, and as soon as he entered, he saw several plates of indescribable dishes on the table, and Lily's rats quickly shuttled between them.
"Mr. Charles, you're back, wow, are you pretending to be a novice?" Lily the white mouse jumped up in front of him and climbed up his trouser leg.
"Where did you buy those?" Charles, reaching out to pluck her from her body and gesturing his hand at the table.
Lily stood in Charles's palm and propped up her little head, "I made these things, you can taste them, they are delicious." ”
Looking at the rats running between the plates, Charles was really nervous, but when he saw Lily's expectant expression, he finally walked over.
"Why didn't you think of making me something to eat?"
"Mom is at home today, teaching another one me to cook, Mom said, a girl must have good cooking skills, I hid next to me and learned a lot, you try this, this is my mother's best sweet fish soup." ”
Lily jumped from her hands to the table and crouched in front of a pot of soup, wagging her tail with some excitement.
Looking at the white mouse, Charles took a spoonful and put it in his mouth, and the extreme sweetness exploded in his mouth in an instant, as if there was no water in the soup at all, and the liquid was all made of white sugar.
"How much sugar do you put in here?" said Charles, who had swallowed hard, as he put the spoon down.
"Isn't it delicious? But they tell me it's delicious. Lily's little ears drooped a little sadly.
Seeing it like this, Charles hesitated for a moment to pick up his knife and fork and cut the black pieces of meat from the plate on the side.
After chewing a little, Charles said to Lily, "That fish soup is not good, but this meat is good." ”
"Yes, that's great, I made that, too!" Lily's ears stood up, and she jumped happily on the table.
At this time, Richard said in his mind, "Hurry up and spit it out secretly! If you want to swallow carbon to kill yourself, don't take me with you." ”
"Don't talk nonsense," Charles swallowed as he swallowed the contents of his mouth and continued to eat without changing his face.
"Mr. Charles, will you leave me in the future?" Lily asked coldly, causing Charles to stop chewing
"Why do you say that?"
"I just feel like Mr. Charles doesn't like it here, as if he's going to leave at any moment. The white mouse crouched down on the table, holding its cheek with its little paws.
"Maybe, but you can't follow me for the rest of your life, you'll have to go home. ”
"But I'm a rat now, my family doesn't want me anymore, Charles, can you not go?" Lily leaned over and snuggled up to Charles.
Charles stopped the knife and fork in his hand and touched her hairy head with his hand, a flash of warmth in his eyes.
Lily is not just his crew, after so many months together, the relationship between the two lonely people is more like a family member who relies on each other.
"I'm really going to get out of here, but if you want to come, I can take you to my place, which is so big that a rat can't take much of a place. ”
"Charles, where are you going, what's going there?"
"It's my house, there's a lot of food you can't think of, you just have to point your finger and it will fly to your house, and there's all kinds of fun stuff there......"
Listening to Charles say all kinds of incredible things, Lily's eyes lit up slightly, and she squatted on the table and listened with relish.
This time he didn't rest for long when he returned to port, and when he was fully skilled with his new prosthetics, Charles couldn't wait to inform the crew to assemble at the dock to replenish supplies and prepare for departure.
Breathing in the sea breeze, Charles's spirit was shocked, and he always felt that he was truly alive when he kept moving on the ship.
"Captain, is your hand good?" the boatswain looked at Charles's prosthetic leg with some curiosity.
Charles pointed to the cable next to him and said, "While you work, don't think about anything else, and let the sailors get new ones." ”
Charles turned and walked towards the captain's quarters. The diary opened, and the tip of the pen swiped across the paper, leaving lines of Chinese characters.
"Crossing 9/2/24
The newbie has been very easy to use since I expected, and I'm glad that my strength hasn't diminished with a broken arm.
The narwhal set sail again, this time targeting another island in the chain.
The people of this island have never returned, and the danger on this island is certain, and there are few islands left that can be reached by steamboats, and I have a hunch that this voyage must have been discovered.