Mysteries of the Earthsea

Charles walked through the dark corridor to the top of the Narwhal tank,

He unscrewed the wooden lid and took a flashlight to shine inside.

This is one of his daily inspection tasks as the captain to make sure that the fresh water situation is normal.

Just as Charles was about to close the water tank door, he suddenly felt a peeping look coming from the round porthole next to him.

Charles didn't panic at all, he slowly closed the hatch, pretending to leave.

The moment he stood up, the flesh and blood revolver appeared in his hands

"Papa!!" The gunfire continued, and along with the glass of the porthole shattered, a green palm with fish webs was torn in half by bullets.

Charles rushed to the window and found that apart from the half of his disgusting palm, there was only some disgusting purple blood left.

"It's already out of the safe route, so have all these messy things started to come out?" Charles murmured.

It was also at this moment that Charles suddenly felt someone behind him. He quickly turned around and pointed his gun at the person who came. "Stop!! Tell me your position and name!"

"Deep, the captain of the sailor, leads the sailors in the maintenance of the hull and deck equipment and other daily tasks." A haggard face, Deep stood and reported.

Charles breathed a sigh of relief, he lowered his gun and walked over. "Why did you run out? Didn't you let you go back to bed and lie down?"

"Captain, I'm okay, it's just a bit cold. With your scarf, I feel a lot better." Dip, wearing a thick coat, pulled the gray scarf around his neck with his hands.

"It's okay, fortunately, I finally made it through." Charles breathed a sigh of relief. When Dip's condition worsened and became unconscious the other day, he thought he was going to lose his captain.

"Captain, you can re-schedule the helm. I can already take the helm again."

"Forget it, you have recovered from a serious illness, take more rest, just follow the bandage." Charles, with a touch of relief on his face, patted his shoulder with his hand and walked up the ladder.

In the cockpit, a sailor was steering the helm very nervously, while the bandage on the side silently looked at the dark water under the searchlight in the distance.

"It's my class, you go to rest." Charles patted his first officer on the shoulder.

The bandage nodded silently, pushed open the hatch, and passed Dip who came in.

The hippy smiley Dip walked over, smiling and cursing and snatching the sailor's steering wheel.

"Captain, I'm really fine, you see, I'm really completely healed." Dip expertly checked the various equipment in front of him, begging Charles to let him steer.

Charles sighed slightly. He knew that this kid was not such a person who could stay in bed safely.

He pulled a side stool and sat down. "Then you first try on a four-hour shift today. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me as soon as possible."

"Okay, no problem, lying on the boat every day, looking at the doctor's old face, I am going crazy." Dip's voice was relaxed.

"Your temper is still so free, maybe it will be better for you to find a woman and have a child."

Dip chuckled twice.

"Are you still dreaming of your mother's dream recently?"

Dip thought for a while and said, "No, she seems to disappear for a while."

"That's good, it's definitely not a good thing that appears in the dream inexplicably, maybe that thing caused your illness."

"But Captain, that warm feeling is really similar, the mother in my memory." Dip said with nostalgia in his eyes.

The two of them continued to chat with each other, and as they chatted, their conversation turned to the place of light that Charles was looking for.

Charles talked to him about the miracles of modern civilization, and Dip listened quietly beside him.

Later, Charles didn't know whether these words were to be told to him or to himself.

"Captain, I heard the doctor said that your life won't last too long?" Dip interrupted Charles's statement with a sudden question.

Charles chuckled slightly. "It seems that he said that. He said I will not live to be forty years old. By the way, how old am I?"

There was a little struggling expression on Dip's face, "Captain, let's find a cure for you first, we have to live before we have a chance to find the place of light in your mouth."

Charles shook his head. "I don't have time to waste in this aspect. In my heart, finding the surface exit is always the first priority. Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe I died at sea before I was forty."

Dip rarely said anything, his eyes fixed on the outside of the glass, his hands tightly holding the steering wheel.

"Crunch~" The stool rubbed the floor with a harsh sound. Charles stood up and looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

Under the bright searchlight, a white mist slowly appeared in the surrounding waters, and the sea of ​​mist had arrived more and more.

"Kaka" accompanied by the sound of crystals, some frost condensed on the outside of the glass, and the temperature here dropped instantly.

Faced with this exciting news, everyone on the crew was full of excitement. Life at sea was depressed and uncomfortable. Now that they arrived in the sea of ​​mist, it proved that they were not far from going home.

But this excitement lasted until the fifth day, and it was replaced by anxiety.

At the coordinates of the broken island that should have appeared, there was only a dark sea, and the Narwhal lost its target.

Audrick in the form of a bat rushed into the door of the cockpit and fell in front of Charles to become human. "Captain, I have searched all around here, and there are no islands. It should not be a problem with chart errors."

Charles's face is very ugly. "Damn it, is the chart that guy gave me a fake map?"

After passing Gavin's contact quickly through his mind, Charles felt that this possibility was very low.

If that kid really wants to hurt him, there is no need to give a wrong chart.

And the materials on the ship were enough for them to return to the previous island~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He did it, which was of no use except for wasting Charles' time.

He didn't think that the kid was a prank on his life.

What's wrong?

Charles frowned, thinking about various speculations. But there is no answer.

Just when Charles was puzzled, the bandage next to him pointed to a round frame on the next device with a compass inside. "Captain...that thing...has a problem..."

Charles rushed over and raised the compass with the black blade.

When he saw a small magnet on the very edge inside, his pupils suddenly shrank.

The compass was disturbed by a magnet, and their ship hadn't known where it deviated.

Charles squeezed the compass in his hand, and said lowly to the Dip on the side: "Notify everyone to gather, there are other things on board!"