Mysteries of the Earthsea

Chapter 247

Seeing that the chief mate understood what he meant, Charles was lying on the ground and gasping for breath. At this time, he felt unusually uncomfortable in his chest, and he vomited a mouthful of blood with pink bubbles.

"Mr. Charles, what happened? Are you all right?" The worried Lily ran over first and asked cautiously.

"Go away. This guy swims too fast and has a decompression sickness. Can't you stop on the way for a while? It's got it again and again. Hey, you guys, take him to Go to the medical room." The doctor holding the hip flask ordered the sailor next to the theater.

Charles, who was carried by the sailor, slowly moved towards the cabin. When Charles found that there were no tentacles extending out on the dark sea, he was completely relieved.

It was already five hours after Charles finished his treatment.

He was lying on the hospital bed with some complexion on his face, thinking about what he saw in the water just now. Although it was not big, Charles seemed to feel that it possessed a certain "divine nature."

That kind of gushing out from the depths of his heart almost swallowed his whole soul with extreme fear, absolutely not something ordinary creatures in water could possess.

Charles estimated that if he stared at that eyeball for a while, his sanity might collapse on the spot.

"How about it, did you find what you want?" The doctor sat down on the stool next to him and took the flask that Linda had brought him.

Charles shook his head. "No, but I found the map of the underwater island. I need to discern it carefully and go to the sea again to find it. The success rate will be much higher."

"What? You have to go down? Don't you be afraid of encountering something else?" Linda and the doctor were very surprised by Charles's decision.

There was a trace of hesitation on Charles's face, but he finally nodded. "Well, I must go down, there is definitely something in there."

He has already crossed the sea once, and this time he can avoid his previous mistakes.

And although it was said that there was danger during the trip to the sea last time, no one was injured.

"Okay, you are the captain, listen to you. I will prepare the herbs for you to launch the water. Don't get decompression sickness anymore this time. If you get it again, just throw your lungs away."

The doctor was struggling to sit up but couldn't get up for a long time. In the end, Linda next to him helped.

"I use your support? I'm not old yet!" The doctor shook off Lingda's hand and limped towards another room.

Glancing at the doctor's back, Charles looked at the believer of the Shining God Sect in front of him and asked: "Why are you here?"

"The doctor asked me to learn from him. He is dying. He is afraid that he is dead and there is no ship doctor on board." Linda replied calmly.

Listening to the scolding voice of the doctor in another room, Charles felt a little gloomy in his heart. I am afraid that another crew member will leave the Narwhal.

He immediately put away this unnecessary mercy. He didn't need it, nor did the doctor. He had more important things to do now.

The black ink of the pen quickly drew straight lines on the diary paper.

According to memory, Charles reproduced the map of the sunken island. After various exercises, his technique of drawing maps has been very superb.

The Narwhal’s chimney stopped emitting black smoke again, and the chief officer bandaged to the medical room and drew a picture with his captain.

"We have already walked. When you drive the boat for five nautical miles in the direction of 1 o'clock, you should reach the top of the project laboratory. It should be easier to dive directly from above." Charles said to the bandage , The bandage nodded silently.

It turned out that Charles was calculating where the Narwhal was located above the Foundation's main island in order to make it easier to dive.

"No, right, there is nothing you are looking for in that place." A voice came from behind Charles abruptly.

Charles turned his head and found that it was Touba holding a large group of colored mice. He changed into clean clothes, and all the hair on his head was shaved, and he looked very energetic.

He saw Charles looking at himself, holding a mouse with his hand and rubbing it on his smooth head, as if embarrassed. "Little Lily said, if I don't wash it, she won't let her friends play with me, so I wash it."

"I didn't ask you this. What do you mean by the words you just said?" Charles Mingrui noticed the abnormality in the Touba words just now.

"Look at me, I'll help you draw." Touba grabbed Charles' pen and scribbled in a Japanese book.

"The place you painted was changed a long time ago. They had a lot of morning meetings to change places. In fact, the 319 you wanted was put here, you go from here, then from here, and then from here. Just go in."

Looking at the unrecognizable map, Charles looked at Tuba in surprise, "How do you know you are looking for 319? And how do you know the location of 319?"

"Aren't you looking for 319? You are looking for 319. Of course I know, and I have lived in this place for a long time. I and 319 are good friends."

"Good friend? 319 is alive?!" Charles's voice suddenly increased.

"No, it's a printer, but who says that people can't be friends with?" Touba said with a very natural expression.

Charles's mouth twitched, "Sorry, you are so normal, you almost forgot that you are a lunatic."

Touba chuckled, as if Charles was complimenting him.

However, his face suddenly turned aside, and he surreptitiously said to Charles' ears: "When you go down, remember not to go to Gate 3, there seems to be an extraordinary thing closed."

Charles felt tight, "Are there many dangerous relics on the main island?"

Touba tilted his head thinking. "Um... it's not dangerous~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The relics in that place can't move or talk, but if you play with them, many bad things will happen."

"Oh, by the way, when you go down, remember to find 372 at door 15 for me. The last time I played Texas Hold'em, it and 246 both owed me money."

Charles looked at Touba thoughtfully, the lunatic seemed to know many things.

He grabbed the pen in Touba's hand and quickly drew it, and Charles drew the thing that had been drilled in the bone soon.

"Do you have any impression of this thing? Is it a relic that the main island once contained."

Looking at the tentacle eyeballs on the paper, Touba showed a trace of doubt on his face. "It seems familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere."

The bandage on the side looked blankly at the two of them asking and answering.

But when he glanced over Charles' painting, his whole body was shocked. "Captain...then...paint...live..."

(End of this chapter)