This sound was different from the previous murmur, and the sudden explosion in the ears was as shrill and loud as firecrackers, followed by a strong tinnitus.

Charles gritted his back molars and put his hand over his stinging ear, enduring the pain.

The bandage next to him supported Charles's body with both hands, and his mouth with green moss opened and closed, as if to say something.

But at this time, Charles could not hear it at all, and the roar full of rage in his ears sounded again.

“Ywaqgagqam，lwhukh‘iwnagthu！！”

Charles felt a terrifying smell of burning begin to fill his surroundings, the stinging pain in his ears continued unabated, the blood in his body began to flow faster, and his mouth opened and gasped for air.

A nameless anger burned in Charles's heart, everything in front of him was dyed red, his eyes suddenly stared at the bandages beside him, and his fingers sometimes opened and sometimes closed.

A desire suddenly emerged in his heart that drove him, making him pinch his first mate's neck and pinch it down with all his strength.

Charles knew that this feeling was absolutely wrong, and he closed his eyes and forcibly endured it.

However, when he came back to his senses, he was horrified to find that he had already done so, and the bandaged neck had deflated under his pressure.

"Ahhh "Hurry up!!Lock me up!Lock me up!"

"Whoosh~" The ropes on the deck shot over instantly, and they writhed and quickly wrapped around Charles's body, tying him firmly.

The captain's anomaly attracted the attention of all the crew, and they looked at the writhing Charles with anxiety, and the relaxed atmosphere above the narwhal suddenly became a little solemn.

This anomaly did not last long, and after half an hour, Charles, who had broken three ropes, finally quieted down, and he looked like he had been fished out of the sea with sweat drenched in sweat.

There was some kind of change in his body, and some dark red spots appeared on his white skin.

But Charles didn't pay attention to any of this at all, and the first thing he did when he came to his senses was to look at the bandage next to him, and when he saw that he was standing beside him like no one, he sat down on the ground.

"Ahem~" Because of the roar, Charles felt that his throat had hurt, and he felt that his mouth was full of rust.

"There's something wrong with this kind of thing, and supernatural power isn't so easy to obtain. Charles thought to himself.

Linda walked over and immediately checked Charles's mental state, but the results were not very good.

"Your spirit seems to be polluted again, but it is a little different from the mental pollution caused by the murmuring before, I can't figure it out, I need to go back and discuss it with the teacher. ”

Charles, who was paralyzed on the ground, nodded silently, the feeling just now was too terrible, if it weren't for the amazing recovery ability of the bandage, he would have strangled his own crew.

He didn't want his anomaly to hurt anyone else, and he had to find a way to control himself.

Soon, a pair of heavy handcuffs and shackles made of communication tubes were created, and Charles with these things was firmly held in a cargo hold, and no one was allowed to approach them.

Subsequently, Charles also appeared in a state of anger several times, but under custody, he did not cause much harm.

Charles began to live the life of a prisoner on the Narwhal Whale, and he didn't have that for long.

While Charles was writing in his diary with a pen, the blue Lily wriggled her little body and slipped through the tiny crack in the door.

"Don't come here, stay away from me!" Charles's voice was a little hoarse, he was not in a suitable situation to contact Lily now, he was afraid that he would suddenly fall ill, so he directly screwed off Lily's head.

"Mr. Charles, we're home!" said Lily's voice with joy.

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Rasto Herman slowly opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling above his head, and realized that he was retired, and he was no longer the narwhal's ship doctor.

His mission on the ship is over, a new ship doctor has been cultivated, and the next thing is to wait for death.

Although he told everyone that he didn't care at all, Rustto still cared very much in his heart.

After lying on the bed for half an hour, he picked up the mechanical watch and found that it was after four o'clock in the afternoon, so he slowly got up and sat in the wheelchair next to him.

The steel prosthetics on his hands and feet had been replaced, and the heavy two pieces of iron hung on his body were too heavy for his old body to support such a heavy thing.

Usto pushed his wheelchair out of the door with one hand and walked into the nearest restaurant, where the waiter seemed to be very familiar with the old man who looked like a beggar, and walked straight to the back kitchen without asking what he wanted to eat.

Soon a portion of food was delivered to Lasto, freshly picked fresh apple oily grilled sausages, buttered toast bread, and rich boat maggot soup, and it was definitely a hearty breakfast.

But as a doctor, Lastto knew that his weak stomach could not digest these things, and if he really had to eat them all, they could easily send him away.

He tore off a bit of bread with one hand, dipped it in the soup, and then slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

He has very little time now, but he has a lot of time, and he can take his time for everything.

Eventually, after an hour of eliminating the small half slice of bread and half a bowl of soup, he raised his hand to the waiter in the distance and motioned for the bill.

"Mr. Rusto, as I have told you many times before, that some of your expenses will be reimbursed by the Governor's Palace. ”

As if he hadn't heard, Rustto Herman slapped two green echo coins on the table and left in his wheelchair with a blank face.

He has money, but these things are just numbers in the bank for him now.

The streets of Hope Island seem to be bustling again, and various high-rise buildings are erected. But Rustto Herman paid no attention to this, pushing his wheelchair to the school gate two blocks away.

It was a newly opened school on Hope Island, and the clean and tidy white school building made people feel comfortable at first glance.

He sat next to a vendor with grilled octopus tentacles, as if waiting for something.

"Bell Bell Bell ~" The bell rang and the students began to get out of class.

The heavy school gate opened, and a large group of children, large and small, ran madly in front of Rustto Herman, carrying cloth satchels at their waists and smiling innocently.

Some students with pocket money gathered around the grilled octopus whisker stall, shouting happily.

Ratto listened to the energetic voices around him, and a slight smile appeared on his terrifying face.

He loved being with these children, and with them, he felt as if his depleted body was radiating vitality again.

But because of the scars on his face, every time he talks to other children, he makes others cry.

"Don't look crazy, kid Charles, but this school is really good. Rasto's age-strewn fingers tapped lightly across the wheelchair.