Black water wrapped in a leech dripped onto the second engineer of the Narwhal. He staggered to the ground and desperately stretched out his right hand towards Charles, but it was of no avail. His body quickly liquefied into black liquid.
This terrifying scene made everyone's scalp tingle. Driven by human instinct, everyone rushed into the supermarket next door. At the same time, the rain in the sky fell completely.
Looking at everything outside being dyed black and the wriggling leeches crawling all over the street, Charles knew that they could not wait. The speed at which that thing reproduced was beyond his imagination. They had to leave this damn place as soon as possible.
After looking around the supermarket, Charles came to the clothing area and touched the clothes with his hands. These things looked like clothes, but felt a bit like plastic.
"Put all of these on! Bring some extra hats too! Hurry!!"
"Bang!" A crowd of people wearing various clothes pushed against the glass door of the supermarket and rushed quickly towards the huge wall in the distance.
Even with so many layers of protection, people in the crowd would occasionally fall to the ground, covered by leeches.
At this time, no one dared to stop, because stopping would mean death.
Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters!
The ticking sound above his head stopped, and Charles rushed into the hole in the giant wall with all the exhausted people.
The huge city wall blocked the black rain, and they were finally safe. Without taking a rest, everyone quickly took off all the coverings on their bodies to prevent the leeches stuck on them from drilling into their bodies through the cracks.
"You take half of the people on your ship, and I will take half of the people on my ship. Hurry up!" Charles shouted to the female Illuminati believers in front of him.
Even though everyone was extremely tired at this time, they all got on the boat and rowed without hesitation.
The small boat full of people slowly approached the Narwhal. As the Narwhal's whistle sounded again, the boat, which had been moving slightly for a long time, finally started moving.
Charles, panting rapidly, stood on the deck, supporting himself on the edge of the boat and looking at the huge island in the distance.
Under the bright searchlight, he saw black leeches begin to climb the giant wall, devouring everything like the devil's palm.
All the things that happened on the island flashed through Charles' mind like a movie. Although he had only stayed on the island for a few days, he felt like he had been there for a long time.
"This island is finished, and the Mihs inside are also completely finished. They will never be able to catch people to perform their live-action stage plays again." Richard said.
Charles ignored him, as he had an important matter to complete. Charles grabbed Dipper beside him and dragged him towards his captain's cabin.
"Snap!" The oil lamp was lit, and Charles stuffed the notebook, ruler and pen directly into the hands of Dipp, who was looking puzzled, and began to take off his coat with some trembling.
"Draw a map of the wound on my back, quickly!" Charles, with his upper body naked, said to his boatswain with his back to him.
"But Captain, there is no wound on your back."
"What!" Charles' heart tightened instantly. He touched it excitedly with his hand and found that the wound that Salin had carved on it had healed.
Charles immediately thought of the capsules that White Robe Mih had given him before. That medicine seemed to be able to heal wounds.
"Did I work in vain?" Charles suddenly felt that everything around him was dim and his body almost couldn't stand.
"Captain, although there are no wounds on your back, you do have some scars." The boatswain's words made Charles want to beat the boy to death.
He glared at Dipper and turned away fiercely, "Then draw according to the scar, quickly."
Soon, a copy of the chart was handed to Charles' trembling hands.
"Captain, are you all right?"
"It's okay, it's okay," Charles, with a smile on his face, hugged him tightly, opened the door and pushed him out.
"We found the exit, we can go back soon!" Charles stared at the nautical chart in his hand and muttered to himself.
No matter how much hardship and despair he had endured during this exploration of the island, he felt it was all worth it the moment he saw the chart.
"Oh, I haven't even started writing Twenty Thousand Leagues in the Earthsea yet. I have to start writing quickly, or it will be too late when I get out."
Listening to Richard's voice in his mind, Charles' smile slowly faded. He carefully put away the chart and tucked it into his diary.
"It's over now. We can have a good talk about the trouble you caused us before."
Anna lay on her side on the soft bed, humming along with He Fang's most popular songs on the gramophone.
She was naked, resting her head on her elbows as she looked at a picture album, which contained pictures of hideous and terrifying monsters.
The door of the bathroom next to her opened, and a strong young man with a towel rolled around his waist came out excitedly. "Ms. Anna, I... I'm done."
Anna glanced at him absentmindedly, "Are you all clean?"
"It's clean, it's very clean, look, it's not good enough." The young man leaned towards the bed excitedly.
He was just an ordinary gangster in the harbor, but he was lucky enough to be favored by a famous socialite from Hefang Island. This was something he could never dream of. If he brags about this to his friends tomorrow, they will definitely die of jealousy.
With some excitement, his left hand reached out to touch the skin that was softer than white bread, and with his right hand he lifted the bath towel around his waist.
But soon, the anger on his face quickly turned into fear, and the young man's terrified screams quickly filled the entire room.
The tentacle monster in the pool of blood swallowed its food whole and quickly turned back into a beautiful woman. She clapped her hands lightly, and three women in black and white maid outfits came in and respectfully cleaned up the mess in the room.
Anna slowly lay down on the boat and continued to absentmindedly flip through the album. "Any news about Coral Island?"
"Dear master, no." A maid said after bowing slightly.
"Oh~" Anna picked up her hair with her fingers, turned her body and rolled to the other side of the bed. There was a portrait of Charles on the cabinet.
Her left hand turned into a tentacle and slowly rolled the portrait over.
"Master, who is this?"
"Him?" Anna raised her lips, with a little struggle in her eyes, and gently stroked the glass with her tentacles. "He is my man."
"Ding Dong~" The doorbell rang. Anna lay on the bed without moving, and raised her chin slightly towards the door.
The maid quickly laid out the new carpet and ran over to open the door. "Master, it's the Governor's eldest daughter."
Before the maid could finish, Margaret, with a look of excitement on her face, rushed in with her long skirt lifted. "Sister Anna, has Mr. Charles replied?"
(End of this chapter)