"Hey, stop looking. You should leave. Otherwise, you will be like me and be completely transformed by 041. This is the map of the main island. Write it down quickly."
The voice beside him made Charles look up, and he saw a three-meter-diameter three-dimensional sea chart floating in the air.
It has obvious similarities with the nautical chart provided by the Church of Light, but is more detailed and has more islands.
As the man in shorts next to him raised his left hand, one of the islands on the nautical chart, which was a circle larger than the nearby islands, emitted a bright red light.
"Remember, keep it firmly in your mind, this is the location of the main island, and there is the exit you want."
"Is it impossible for you to produce a nautical chart like these papers and let me take it away?" Charles asked.
"You can't take it away. Any information you take out will remain in your subconscious and must be extracted through Project 319!" The man in shorts said incomprehensible words to Charles.
After quickly determining the distance and location between the main island and other islands, Charles looked at him deeply, grabbed the paper in his hand and rushed to the dock.
The man in shorts looked at Charles's receding back, then he sat down on the tile and looked at the layers of roofs around him, a trace of confusion on his face.
"I'm going to be affected by 041 again soon, right? What should I do with this little time now?"
After thinking for a while, he slowly raised his right hand and placed it on his left shoulder. Aaron's confused eyes gradually became firm.
"I thought I was just shouting slogans, but I didn't expect that this was what I wanted to say the most at the last moment."
Charles held the paper in his hand and rushed towards the dock, which was only a few hundred meters away. The nearly transparent prophet next to him informed him that time was very urgent. "Hurry up! Hurry up! Get out of this place quickly!!"
At this moment, his keen ears heard a trembling shout coming from behind him.
"We fight in the darkness so that people can live in the light and protect them from the threat of anomalous items!!"
“People always say that our experiments are cruel and inhumane! But this is the necessary path to continue human civilization!!”
"All the beautiful emotions that we humans hold on to will be transformed into a rock-solid belief! In order to protect their existence! We must continue! We will become the last line of defense between humans and various supernatural projects!!"
"This war! We must win!! Not only for ourselves, but for our race!!"
"Me!!" Upon hearing this, Charles heard a hint of crying in the voice behind him.
"I, Aaron Lee Hotchner, take this oath!! I volunteer to be a C-level staff member of the Foundation!! I promise to be absolutely loyal to the Foundation, obey orders, strictly observe discipline, and keep secrets!! We control! We contain! We protect!! All for all mankind!!"
Hearing the shouts filled with complex emotions behind him, Charles seemed to be touched by something.
He suddenly realized that he knew very little about the Foundation.
The only thing we know about them is that they are an organization that studies and utilizes various relics.
As for the members of the foundation, it was exactly the same cruel imitation of Mih's previous behavior.
He didn't know whether what the guy just shouted was true or not, but at least when he shouted these words, his heart was pure.
Suddenly, an almost completely transparent prophet floated in front of him, and an ethereal voice floated out from it. "You have wasted too much time. You can't go back. I'm sorry, I can't help you."
With a ripple, the transparent prophet disappeared like a bubble.
"What!?" A chill rushed from Charles' tailbone to the back of his head.
150 meters, 100 meters, 80 meters, 50 meters. When Charles was 50 meters away from the Narwhal, he slowly slowed down.
Charles slowly changed from running to walking quickly, and finally stopped.
Charles sighed slightly and suddenly felt that returning to the surface was not so important. It was not bad to continue staying here. At least there was food and drink, and there was no danger.
After looking at the papers in his hand, he wanted to let go and throw them all away.
But just as he was about to let go, that very comfortable feeling of ease faded a little.
Taking advantage of the moment when he regained his sanity, Charles flipped his left hand and the steel prosthesis turned into a chainsaw.
"Buzz~" The rapidly rotating chain saw directly pierced into the left waist,
As a sharp pain came, Charles' brain suddenly became a little clearer.
Almost subconsciously, he took three or two steps forward and jumped directly into the sea.
The cold sea water soaked his whole body, and the next second, Charles, still in shock, stood up suddenly.
He looked around while breathing rapidly, and found that the dock had completely disappeared, and he was standing on the deck of the Narwhal.
Not only him, but other crew members of the Narwhal were also lying around in a mess. They closed their eyes and breathed slowly, looking like they were sleeping.
"This... What is going on? Where is that strange island?" Charles muttered to himself while looking out over the edge of the boat.
There were no islands outside the Narwhal at this time, and the ship was surrounded by steamboats drifting with the current.
Judging from its rusty appearance, it has been parked here for several years at least.
"Is there anyone?" Charles looked intently at the deck of the ship on his left and found that there was also something lying on the deck of the steamship on his left.
They didn't look like humans though, something had happened to their bodies.
Their hair began to fall out, their hands were folded into fins, and a faint white light began to emit from their bodies. The seven orifices on their faces disappeared, and they seemed to be transforming into some kind of aquatic creatures.
"Plop!" The sound of an object entering the water suddenly sounded behind him. Charles pulled out his gun and pointed it in the direction of the sound.
That was the movement coming from another broken boat. The increasingly round eyeless "dolphins" twisted their bodies, flipped over the rusty edge of the boat and jumped into the water.
The sound just now was the sound of them falling into the water, and at that moment, Charles felt that the water surface was a little too bright.
He stood on the edge of the boat and looked down into the sea. The unimaginable scenery in the water made Charles' mouth open slightly.
For the first time, light appeared under the long-dark sea. At the very bottom of the sea, there was a circle of light with a diameter of about 5 miles, which was formed by countless "eyeless dolphins".
At this moment, they were swimming slowly and neatly like a school of sardines, and in the center of them was a bird emitting a soft glow
(End of this chapter)