Mysteries of the Earthsea

"How else can I explore? Look at how many islands there are on the chart. According to the allocation, let other ships' exploration ships go to the island first. If they can't figure it out, I will go up again."

Since Charles has the power of the entire Hope Island behind him, of course he uses it as much as possible.

But facing Charles' answer, the Pope was not satisfied. He shook his head and said: "No, only you can explore these islands, and you cannot let others go up."

"Why?" Charles frowned.

"Guangming teaches a new oracle. You can only get a chart by following the oracle, otherwise we can't give you the chart."

Charles is really tired of the God of Light in the Pope’s mouth. He doesn’t believe it. Without the help of the God of Light, he can’t find the surface.

"I forgive me for not complying with this condition. Give the chart if you want. If you don't give it, I will think of another way."

With a surprised expression on the Pope’s face, the captain Charles, who was desperate to return to the light land, could actually endure the temptation of the chart?

According to his judgment, the reckless young man would agree to his terms.

Seeing that Charles was not joking, the Pope’s stone sculpture said: “Well, I can tell you the reason why the God of Light did this, let everyone else leave. This matter is important and can only be made for you. One person knows."

Charles snapped his fingers, and the others in the hall quickly retreated.

Hu En and other followers of the Illuminati sect quickly retreated. When he left, he threw a ball on the ground, and a bubble-like thing quickly wrapped Charles and the Pope in.

The statues of one person and one in the bubble have their mouths together, but there is no sound.

Charles's expression in the bubble was calm at first, then shocked, then rebutted excitedly, and finally his face became gloomy.

This bubble lasted for less than half an hour and then disappeared. The stone sculpture was removed by the believers of the **** of light, leaving a box of charts on the ground in front of Charles.

Seeing Charles with frowning brows sitting there rubbing his head, Charles' crew quickly gathered around.

Lily couldn't bear her curiosity first, jumped onto his lap and asked, "Mr. Charles, what did he tell you?"

Charles touched the sky blue hair on her body and shook his head without answering.

After dozens of seconds, he seemed to have figured out something and turned to look at the bandage aside. "First officer, all the recruited explorers are dismissed from the recruitment relationship, and the other exploration ships assembled are also returned to the navy. This time, we will set off on our own.

"Captain, why?!" Everyone's face was full of disbelief.

A boat exploring an island is definitely different from a group of people exploring an island. With other people exploring the island, both efficiency and safety can be improved a lot.

Doing so is totally joking about his life.

Charles looked at his excited crew and slowly said, "Everyone, do you trust me?"

Seeing them nodding, Charles said again: "I can't say too much about this matter. I pledge my life. We have a good reason to go to sea alone."

"Captain, what the **** is it? Can't even we tell?" Dip asked with a blank face.

"No, it matters a lot, I have to do it."

Seeing the crew's expressions slowly receding, Charles smiled faintly. "Thank you for your understanding. Let's go and look at the map. It contains our goals."

The box was opened, and inside was a huge chart. This chart was much larger than the chart published by the Explorers Association, nearly three times larger.

The second laboratory, the third laboratory, New Territories City, and various foundation islands are all on it.

Charles’ Hope Island was originally one of the most fringe islands explored by the Earth and Sea humans, but what made him never imagined is that there are more islands further north of Hope Island.

Various islands are like stars in the sky, arranged sporadically.

The frowning Charles looked at the chart in front of him, looking for his next goal.

The Foundation came down from the surface. There must be an exit to the surface in these charts, but with so many islands, which one is the most likely?

There is no clue at present, Charles really does not know which basis to rely on.

Just as Charles looked at the chart with his brows furrowed, the fat man who had sent him the prosthesis came over with a box. "My lord, things from Icha Island are here."

In full view, the pillow-sized box was opened. Inside it was a golden iron box of about the same size with various mysterious inscriptions painted on it.

"Please...please...kill...please..." Ruoyouruowu's voice came out of the box.

"Isn't the stuff in it part of 1002?" Charles thought to himself.

Then, he saw a piece of paper beside the box,

"Charles hasn't been seen for a long time. Where have you been in the past three years? I am really worried about you. I am now on my way to your island. Waiting for me there. The following records are the use of the activation box. A hole was dug in the center of the warehouse, and the activation box was put in and completely welded, and finally the stick was broken. The activation of the hull is complete."

"Stick?" Charles looked around, UU reading www.uukanshu.com saw a stick with the thickness of an index finger beside the activation box.

"Mr. Charles, what is this? Is there food in it?" Lily asked.

Charles glanced at his crew, picked up the box and walked outside. "Go, go to the dock."

In the dim bottom compartment, under the shining of the oil lamp in the bandage, Charles quickly made a small hole in the bottom of the steel ship with a black blade, and put the box in his hand.

One minute later, the dazzling electric welding light disappeared, and the box was completely sealed inside.

"Go back a little," Charles said.

Seeing them all looking from a distance, Charles took out the wooden stick. "Kacha" the stick was broken,

As a reverberant old man chanting a spell sounded from the stick, a buzzing sound came from the top of the bottom bin.

James said with a look of surprise: "Captain, the vortex furnace itself is starting to burn!"

Listening to the motivation like the sound of the boat's breathing, Charles showed an excited smile on his face, "Go, go up, and meet our old friends."

As soon as Charles stepped onto the deck, the Narwhal began to make a rhythmic whistle.

Seeing the rapid rotation of the deck gun in front of him, Charles could even feel the excitement of his boat.

Charles touched the edge of the boat with his hand, with a faint smile on his face. "Friend, long time no see."

The rope next to him twisted and rubbed against Charles's leg.

"Woo!" The whistle sounded again, and Charles seemed to have heard its meaning.

Charles patted the rope with his hand and took the chart in Dip's hand.

After looking at this chart for a few seconds, his index finger clicked on the island closest to Hope Island. "That's it, Narwhal! Pull the anchor and set sail!!"