In the next period of time, the Foundation seemed to have really compromised. The whole earth and sea were calm and there were no abnormalities. It seemed that everything had passed.

   But both sides knew that this kind of situation could not happen, and the day when things must finally be resolved, they both started to act.

The chief mate of the Narwhal woke up from the chaotic dream. He dreamed of a woman with a blond single ponytail hugging herself and crying silently.

   For bandages, this kind of messy information has been well adapted, and they will appear in their dreams and hallucinations from time to time.

   He knew that it was his own memory, but this kind of scattered memory is too many and too complicated, as if there are several completely different memories.

  West silently got up from the bed, walked to the table, took off the pen cap, and wrote down all the information in the dream. He must record it as soon as possible, or he will forget it soon.

After briefly drawing the appearance of the woman, West quickly turned over the other pages and picked up some of the skins with various phrases in it. It was the skin he had peeled off from himself and tattooed on it. Some scattered information is recorded.

   He tried to compare the relevant clues from this information. If he could successfully splice a piece of memory, he might be able to sort out part of his memory.

   But he gave up after a while, which is a bit difficult.

  West stood up and grabbed the bandage on the table with his hands to wrap it around him, but he stopped shortly afterwards. He was already on the island, so he didn't need to get this again.

   silently put on the green clothes of the hope island postman, he turned and walked out of his bedroom.

   "Witts, are you up? Wait a while for breakfast, let's do it first." Hearing West's footsteps, Elena in the kitchen came out of the kitchen.

  Witters turned to look. In the gorgeously decorated hall, his younger sister was sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper, but his younger brother was nowhere to be seen.

   "Where is he...man? He hasn't woken up yet...?" Vestra sat down upright at the open table.

  In Hope Island, it is very rare that his family does not have a single servant. Fortunately, the mother is in good shape. It is easy to clean and prepare meals for the three brothers and sisters.

   "He didn't come back after the appointment was made yesterday. He is a girl! Don't tell mother, Mark kept us secret."

   Hearing the sound of his sister Lucy coming out from behind the newspaper, West frowned slightly. "too early."

   "It's getting late, Mark is fourteen, and my classmates are coming to school with big bellies."

   Just as she finished speaking, Irina had already walked out of the kitchen with her breakfast, and she quickly put down the newspaper in her hand and went to help.

   The breakfast is not rich, but it is much better than the previous Narwhal. At least there is nothing else on Hope Island. There are as many fresh seafood.

  West picked up the spoon and picked up the black glue-packed food in the bowl, and chewed it up. He had seen this thing when he was exploring the sea before.

   This is a black film on the inside of a jellyfish. A jellyfish is not much. It is not easy to collect, but as long as it is kneaded together to make a pudding or boil it into a soup, it tastes very delicious. .

   swallowed what was in his mouth, he used a fork at the grilled fish that was charred and tender. The fresh grilled fish that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside was definitely not comparable to canned fish and marinated fish. Fresh food had a special taste.

   The breakfast was quickly wiped out by Waiters. He looked at his mother who was chewing slowly next to him. There was a trace of gentleness on his dull face. He liked the feeling now, the feeling of being accompanied by his family.

   Irina felt her elder son's gaze, she raised her head and smiled at him and asked, "Is it all done?"

   Waiters shook his head, "No...but...the captain...has taken over."

   "Oh, that's good. After so many disasters, we should have better luck,"

The girl next to me didn’t think so. She picked up the newspaper and pointed to a piece of news published on it. She exaggeratedly said: “How lucky is it? You see, since the last time everyone fell to the ground and screamed in pain. After that, many people went crazy! They all became fanatics of Fatan, and the newly opened mental hospitals couldn't hold them anymore."

  West looked at the photo in the center of the newspaper. In a blood-stained basement used for human sacrifices, the Hope Island police in black uniforms were dragging some corpses outside.

   "Hmm...Captain...expected...it's here...a small problem..."

   "Still a small problem? Didn't you say that these mental illnesses are found on more than one island, as long as there are living people on the island, they have a chance to get sick!!!"

  West ignored his sister. Compared with the previous crisis, it was just a little more neurotic, which is really a small problem.

   Just after he had enjoyed his breakfast, he just wiped his mouth with a napkin, closed the door and opened with a creak. Mark, who was already half his size, poked out a head from the outside.

"You still have the face to come back!! Say! Where did you go last night?" The angry Elena stood up, rolled up her sleeves, grabbed the broom in the corner, and rushed to the little son~www. wuxiaspot.com~ The two mothers and sons chased each other and fled.

  West didn't care much about the chores at home, because he was going to work, otherwise he would be late.

   At the door, just as he lifted his leg to straddle the bicycle mat, he saw his sister follow out of the lively room. "Something?"

   Lucy's face was a little shy, she said with a bit of twitching: "Well, I have a friend who is very fascinated by the Governor, and thinks he is amazing! Can you ask for something that the Governor has used?"

  West looked straight at himself, his sister who had begun to grow taller, "Your...that...friend...is it you...you?"

   seemed to be hit, Lucy's face flushed immediately, she clenched her fist and hammered West on the body a few times. "Are you going to help?"

   "Don't help...he's dangerous...anything else...nothing else...just stay away from him." After warning his sister, West kicked off and set off.

  Although he can trade his life for the captain, this does not mean that he is a qualified brother-in-law. If he marries him, both mentally and physically will be harmed.

   Lucy is just an ordinary person, she only needs to live a life of stability under her own protection.

   After West came to the post office and picked up today's letter, he began today's delivery mission. The bicycle tires were spinning round and round, and they took West through the streets of Hope Island.

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