In the captain's cabin of the Narwhal, the oil lamp flickered with the waves. Outside the window, the sound of waves constantly hitting the hull showed that the sea was not peaceful.
Captain Charles frowned as he looked at the paper in front of him. There were all kinds of messy information written in Chinese characters on it. "041, Foundation Main Island, 003, God Futan, Dr. K9, XK Scenario."
Although Charles didn't have much contact with Aaron, a member of the foundation, he still obtained many important clues, and he wanted to find useful information from these clues.
"When I saw the clothes you were wearing, I should have guessed that Dr. K9's experiment failed. She caused the worst possible XK scenario." Aaron's original words.
Thinking of the "disaster" mentioned by the praying mantises before, as well as the so-called experimental material, the god Futan, Charles had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Could it be... Could it be that these guys are studying the god Futan just like they did with the other relics? Are they dabbling in the realm of God?"
Suddenly, Charles felt that the disappearance of the foundation made perfect sense.
"An XK-class scenario... It looks like this should be a disaster that will definitely give people nightmares..."
At this moment, a terrifying thought popped up in Charles' mind.
The Foundation is connected to the surface. Behind such a huge organization, there must be the support of several powerful countries mentioned above. Their power is so great, can't they defeat the gods
He had seen the almost earth-shattering power of hydrogen bombs on TV. Charles found it hard to imagine any creature being able to survive under that kind of power. Could these "gods" really be gods
Charles's pale profile flickered in the swaying firelight.
The sculpture of the god Ftan and the ball of flesh and blood with various eyes kept flashing in his mind.
What exactly are these "gods"? What do they mean to us humans
"G..."
The sudden sound in his ears made Charles stand up suddenly, gasping for breath with a terrified expression. After careful listening, he found that the sound just now was just the knocking sound from the bottom of the boat, and it was not the return of those maddening whispers.
Charles stopped thinking about these things. He crumpled up the paper in front of him and threw it out of the window next to him.
These were just his wild guesses. To know the actual situation, they had to find the main island of the foundation. No matter what 319 was, as long as it could extract the information in its brain, then all the truth would be revealed.
Charles turned his head and looked at the left side of the table. There was a nautical chart, the same one Aaron had told him about before.
On the various nautical charts listing islands, there is an island specially marked in red, and that is his next target.
“The main island of the Foundation is also in the North Sea. It seems that the Foundation’s main activities were mostly in the North Sea.
Charles was just about to pick up a pen and ruler to plan the route on the nautical chart, but suddenly stopped.
He quickly compared the drawing he had taken from the Pope.
Charles soon discovered that the nautical chart given to him by the Pope did not include the location of the Foundation's main island.
The main island of the Foundation. You can tell the importance of this island just by hearing the name. Is it true that there is no information left on the New Territories City
Or is it that the old Pope is deliberately hiding something
Charles had felt before that this guy had ulterior motives, and now his suspicion of the Pope increased even more.
"I can't let that guy know that I got the news of this chart." Charles made a decision secretly.
Since the other side is hiding something, it is not excessive for us to hide some secrets on our side as well.
As a captain and a painter, Charles was very fast. He put away the nautical chart, opened the door and walked outside.
"These are our next sea missions. What do you think? Is there anything that needs improvement?" Charles asked the bandage in the cockpit while holding a nautical chart.
Assisting the captain in making sailing plans is also one of the duties of the first mate.
"Sure." Bandage replied calmly.
"But... we... need more manpower..."
"Yes, we need to recruit more people. The losses this time are quite heavy." Charles nodded.
Three died and one escaped, and the one who escaped was the crew member he trusted the most.
"Captain, have you... have you seen... Dipper?" The Bandage at the helm suddenly asked.
Charles did not answer, but asked him back: "How do you know?"
"Patrolling... the deck... I saw... the footprints of the Deep One... running up... but he didn't... attack us... it should be... only him..."
"Heh." Charles cast his gaze towards the dark sea in front of him, with some emotion in his eyes.
The two stood in silence for a long time. After a while, Bandage spoke first.
"Should we... want... him to come back..."
"Come back? How come? He is no longer human now, and have you forgotten what he did before?"
"He... is... doing this for your own good..."
"For my own good? Turning me into a disgusting monster is also for my own good? I watched this kid grow up, and now that he has grown up, he starts to make decisions for me? It is because of this kid that three of our crew members died!!"
Charles showed a hint of anger at Dipper's betrayal, but he suppressed it immediately.
He said again in a low voice: "Those deep divers, I don't think they are the kind of people who help others for free. Becoming a deep diver may change their personality."
There had never been anything good but fish under the Earthsea, never.
"So... should we go back... to find... another... boatswain? Or... wait...?"
Thinking of his previous actions to help him, Charles showed some hesitation in his eyes. He thought for a few seconds and then said, "I'll go back and find a way. Maybe there is some way to convert the Deep One back. If I can change him back and remove the other two personalities in his head, maybe I can catch that guy back."
No matter how angry he was, Dipper had been with him for so many years that he was almost like a son to him. Even if the hope was slim, he still wanted to give it a try.
Although it sounds unlikely, this is the Earthsea. Since it is the Earthsea, what is impossible? Maybe Anna has some way.
Bandage nodded. "How's your... head...?"
"There's no problem. Not only have I not had any auditory hallucinations recently, but I've also had the best sleep quality in the past few days. There shouldn't be any problem."
"That's good… "
(End of this chapter)