"Don't worry, the Governor won't do that." Charles said to the man in front of him.
"How do you know you are the governor?" The passerby looked at the guy in front of him with disdain. The guy didn't even have eyebrows on his face.
"Of course he is—" Lily was about to open her mouth to retort, but was directly pressed back by Charles.
"Let's go and have a look somewhere else." Charles turned and walked out of the square.
There was no point in arguing with him, he would understand once the new law was put up again on the sign.
Charles continued to move forward with Lily. They crossed the square and arrived at the so-called center of the island.
Of course, due to the lack of building materials, the situation in the center of the island is not much better than before, except that the people here are dressed better.
The people living here, apart from the staff serving the Governor's Palace, are the exploration crew members who once fought with Charles.
The small number of people makes this place seem a bit empty. Apart from some houses, there are also some stones placed on some open space.
"What is this?" Charles took it out and saw something engraved on the stone. "John No. 3"
"Mr. Charles, I know this. Tiaotiao told me that people use these stones to mark this place as their land. When the route is opened in the future, they will build many houses here and then rent them out to make money."
"Oh, this is the first time I've seen it." Charles put the stone in his hand back.
At this moment, Charles suddenly saw that the guy walking towards him looked familiar.
That was Frey, the chef on the Narwhal. At this moment, he was hugging two sexy women on his left and right, talking and laughing as he walked.
He was tall and thin, standing between two plump women, and the scene looked a little funny.
"Chef!" Lily shouted, attracting Frey's attention.
When he saw that it was his captain, Frey showed a hint of surprise on his face and ran over quickly. "Captain? Are you healed?"
"Much better." Charles pointed at the woman next to him. "Who are these two?"
Frey said with a smile on his face: "I just got home four days ago, and they were standing at the door waiting for me, begging me to let them be my wife. Where can I find such a good thing? Of course I agreed."
"I can't tell. Did they come here because they saw you become a popular talent on the island?"
"Yes, but isn't this a good thing? Captain, do you know? This woman's skin feels really soft, much softer than the ones sold on the street. If you don't believe me, try touching it."
"Can't you see Lily is still here? What are you talking about?" Charles frowned slightly.
Noticing the white mouse on Charles's palm, Frey suddenly felt embarrassed. "Lily, I'm sorry."
"How are you doing on the island? Nothing happened, right?"
"You mean the Finance Department of the Governor's Office? Don't worry, I will be fine. I'm working hard."
At this point, Frey paused and said hesitantly: "Captain, we are all family. You know my situation. I can't do anything except cooking. You'd better find someone else to do this critical thing. I'm really afraid of causing trouble."
"If you don't do this, what are you going to do?"
Frey's eyes widened. "Captain, why do you have to do something? Isn't it good to have fun all day long? Isn't the reason we became islanders to enjoy ourselves?"
"What about the Land of Light? You don't plan to go there either?"
Frey chuckled. "Captain, if it's really like what you said, it's actually not that bad down there. There may not be such women coming to you up there, don't you think?"
"It's nothing, you did a great job." Charles turned and left with Lily.
Charles walked along the street and looked at the crew's quarters one by one. He found that the island had corrupted the crew more than he had imagined.
Most of the crew members can't wait to start the island life they imagined.
Looking at their ostentatious appearance, a word popped into Charles' mind: nouveau riche.
Of course, not everyone is so depraved. The doctor stays in the room all day long, doing nothing, while Bandage devotes himself to the naval construction of Hope Island.
Finally, Charles found his chief engineer, James, in a banana field.
The tall James, wearing a huge hat, was carefully inspecting the leaves of banana trees in the fields.
Seeing Charles waving at him, James walked over with a simple smile on his face, "Captain, are you healed? Hello, little Lily."
"Not bad. I saw you were so careful just now. Do you know anything about this?"
"Well, actually my grandfather taught me to grow ryegrass, but then he got seriously ill and the employer didn't want me anymore. So I had no choice but to go to sea and be a sailor."
"Really? Has any woman ever climbed into your bed?"
"Captain, what are you talking about? I'm married, and my wife is pregnant."
When talking about the children born, James' face was filled with happiness. "I really want to see them soon. They should have been born by now, and I don't know whether it is a boy or a girl."
Charles looked at his smile, thought for a moment and then said, "Is your wish to have your wife and children by your side?"
"Hehe." James scratched his head embarrassedly. He suddenly thought of something and quickly put his hands down, his face serious.
"Mr. Charles, don't worry, I can put everything aside and go back on deck if you need me to!"
Charles shook his head. "No, it's over now. Just stay on the island. If you really want to help me, make the agriculture on Hope Island better."
Without waiting for James to reply, Charles turned and left. This time he did not turn back to the hay shed, but walked in the sunshine.
Charles in the sunshine was in two different worlds from the other people in the hut.
Sensing Charles' mood change, Lily raised her little head and looked at him.
"Are you unhappy, Mr. Charles?"
"How could that be? I just feel a little emotional. We are all very happy and we won't have to worry about the sea anymore.
Women, family, money, they have found what they need. The Land of Light is just an optional place for them now.
Fortunately, the surface exit has been found, so it doesn’t matter whether they follow up or not.
Charles turned his head to look at the dark sea beside him, and he suddenly felt that everything that had happened in the past nine years was like a dream.
"Mr. Charles, don't worry. I will always follow you no matter where you go." Lily hugged Charles' coat and leaned her little head on it.
Charles stroked Lily's hair with his hands and looked up at the cracks of sunlight in the sky. "This dream is finally about to end."
(End of this chapter)