"Pop!" A long flame spurted out from the brass lighter. The firelight illuminated the exquisite explicit murals on the wall, and also illuminated the green fish mouth with sharp teeth behind the firelight.
The fish moved its mouth slightly forward and placed the end of the cigar in the fire.
The cigar was lit, and the billowing white smoke rings rolled into the air, swaying and hitting a huge and gorgeous crystal chandelier, flashing in a flash.
"I don't know what's added to the cigars imported from the outer islands, but they're stronger than those from Hope Island."
"No, doesn't the first mate have the ability to modify plants? I haven't seen him improve the taste of our tobacco. Growing tobacco is more profitable than growing grain and fruit."
"Tsk, we printed all the money ourselves, is there still a shortage of money on the island?"
While feeling the numbness in his mouth and mind, Dipper's three personalities chatted with each other in his mind.
The webbed hand grabbed a corner of the quilt next to him and gently covered his wife's exposed shoulder with a red spider web tattoo.
As Dipper twisted his neck slightly, his body covered with green scales quickly misted up, passed through the slightly swaying curtains, and condensed again on the balcony.
It is night time on Hope Island now. The newly renovated metal roof blocks all the sunlight from above, plunging the entire Hope Island into darkness.
However, as a reward for having three personalities, Dipper has the ability of night vision like Charles, and he can see the magnificent mechanical city in deep sleep clearly.
Dipper used his round fish eyes to quietly watch everything in front of him. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.
I don’t know how long I watched, but accompanied by the clicking sound of gears that sounded like the sound of a clock, the huge iron tiles on the ceiling began to move, and rays of sunlight shone in obliquely, waking up the entire city.
When the first ray of sunlight hits the ground, the first people to start working are the newspaper deliverymen. Young men on bicycles are like elves shuttling through the streets and alleys, stuffing a newspaper into every household's mailbox.
Then the metal trams started from the terminal on time, circling the island and starting their daily cycle.
Doors were opened one after another, and people wearing various uniforms walked out.
Wearing upright and refined black uniforms, comfortable and simple blue school uniforms, and durable and difficult-to-use canvas work clothes, everyone began to play their own role on Hope Island.
These people are like the gears of Hope Island, making the entire island burst with endless vitality.
After the three personalities in my mind discussed with each other, they finally decided on what to eat for breakfast today with a two-to-one vote.
Dipper pushed hard on the balcony railing with his feet, and his green body flew into the air like an eagle.
He first came to the kitchen of Chef Plank's house, holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, knocking on the exquisite wooden table loudly. "Breakfast!! Breakfast!! Breakfast!! Breakfast!! Breakfast!!"
After knocking for about three minutes, the kitchen door was suddenly pushed open, and a large-caliber pistol was thrust in and shot directly at Dipper's head. "How many times have I told you! This is my home! Not your restaurant!"
"A raw codfish sandwich on white bread, a glass of milk, and a fruit salad, thank you." The smashed head quickly condensed into Dipper's hideous face as a Deep One.
"Get lost!! No!! Do you want to eat shit or not??"
After a while, Dipper tasted the food he had wished for with satisfaction. "Cook, how have you been lately?"
"Except for the fact that every now and then a madman comes to my house and bangs on the table and wakes me up from my sleep, I'm living a good life," replied Planck, who was reading a newspaper with his head covered.
"Hahaha, really? Then you're really unlucky." Dipper chatted with him with a smile.
"Do you know? The letter from the ship's doctor Linda and the chief engineer Audric was delivered from Dark Crystal Island the day before yesterday. I heard that they adopted a child and they also invited us to visit them. How about we join them?"
Gangplank responded without interest, but he suddenly thought of something and looked at Dipper with a teasing look in his eyes.
"Why? You still want to taste the taste of a vampire woman? I heard from James and the others that you were hung up and had your blood drawn while they played with you. Is that true?"
"Uh...hahaha, you must have heard it wrong. When I fought the three vampire sisters alone, I was the one who hung them up."
After chatting for a while, the fat chef of the Narwhal looked at the boatswain in front of him and his expression became serious. "Um, how is the first mate? Is he still so mysterious?"
Hearing this, Dipper's smile froze and quickly disappeared. He said helplessly, "Yes, he still has that dead look on his face. He won't say anything when I ask him. This guy must be hiding something from me."
Plank shrugged and continued to read the gossip about the movie star in the newspaper. "He is the Governor. If he doesn't want to talk, you can't force him to talk."
Having said this, Dipper's expression suddenly paused, and his body turned into blue mist and flowed out through the window gap.
When he regained his composure, he was already sitting in the back seat of the chief engineer's car. "Good morning, big guy."
"Uncle Dipper! Good morning!" Hearing his daughter, who was sitting in his arms, shouting in surprise to the fish head beside him, the chief engineer coughed lightly. "I have an important meeting later. I don't have time to chat with you. Go back to work."
"Don't give me that excuse every time. Can't you come up with something else? I want you to come here because I have something important to tell you about the first mate."
"What?" James' expression instantly became serious when he heard it was related to bandages.
"Have your three informants found out anything? Who in the Earthsea dares to attack the Governor of Hope Island now?! Are they tired of living?!"
His expression instantly became intimidating without even being angry. The current James is completely different from the honest big guy back then.
"It's not that serious. We just noticed that our respected Governor's amnesia has worsened. He is gradually forgetting some things. You know his brain..."
After hearing what Dipper said, James didn't dare to be careless. As the head of Hope Island, any changes on his part would affect the entire island, not to mention the disappearance of his memory.
"Jim, take my daughter to school. I have some things to do here. Also, help me cancel the meeting with the mice regarding basic salary." James instructed his driver.
"Yes, Minister."
As the matter was urgent, James was wrapped in the atomized Dipper and arrived at the door of the Governor's Mansion as quickly as possible.
Given Dipper and James' identities, there was no need for the guards to notify them. They had green lights all the way to the Governor's office.
The door was pushed open, and they saw the first mate, who was wrapped in bandages, sitting there working. "What's up?"
An anxious James was about to speak when he was stopped by Dipper, who stood on tiptoe and whispered something in the big man's ear.
James took a deep breath to calm his anxious mood, walked to the bandage and said, "First mate, do you remember where we found Hope Island?"
"Hmm? Why? The captain found it."
"So do you remember our gunner's name? Where she's from?"
"Lily. From. Another. World"
"What was the captain's daughter called?"
"That. Monster. Shiny?"
The two of them asked and answered questions faster and faster. In the brief gap, Dipper suddenly interrupted and said, "What did the captain tell you during this period?"
"The captain ordered. He ordered..." Bandage paused, and the eyes hidden behind the bandages looked at Dipper with some hostility. "Are you. lying. to me?"
Dipper didn't care at all. He had gotten what he wanted from what he just said. He clapped his hands excitedly, "Ha! I just know that the captain gave you instructions! Tell me, where is he now?"
At this time, James also recovered. He remembered that the bandage had nothing to do with him. He was used as a gun by Dipp.
His breathing became rapid, and he raised his right hand and pointed at Dipper, shaking it. His expression became more and more serious, and the anger on his face was growing.
But at the climax, all of this turned into a sigh from James. "You are not a child anymore, can you please stop doing stupid things like this?"
The Deep Diver with green scales all over his face turned around, pursed his lips, and shouted at the receding figure with all his might: "Why didn't I think about it! This is the result of a detailed discussion among the three of us!"
After watching James disappear, Dipper turned around and looked at the bandages behind the desk. Seeing the anger in his eyes, it seemed that the joke had gone a little too far this time.
Dipper looked at him with a complicated expression, his mouth opened and closed several times, and finally he lost control of his expression and shouted at the bandage fiercely: "He is my father!!"
(End of this chapter)