"Charles, what exactly is recorded in there?" The doctor lying on the bed asked with a hint of doubt in his voice.
"Who knows? It must be something important, otherwise your family wouldn't have protected it so well. You take a rest. I'm leaving now."
Just as Charles was about to inspect the water tank and the fuel tank, Ba's silly voice came from behind him.
"372, what are you doing lying on top of Charles?"
Hearing this, Charles' whole body tensed up immediately. He quickly took off his clothes and looked down at himself.
372 was seen with a terrifying expression, like a tattoo, hanging upside down on his abdomen with a ferocious mouth open.
This scene frightened Lily and she screamed, "Mr. Charles! What is this? It's so scary!"
Charles's face was very ugly. He didn't expect that this thing would stick to him. He looked at the abstract graffiti on his body and asked, "Since I have brought you up here, why don't you leave?"
In response to Charles' questioning, 372 did not make any movement or sound.
Tuba, who was standing nearby, ran over, squatted excitedly on Charles' abdomen, and whispered something to the 372 on top.
At the end, he seemed to be talking about something happy with 372 and even laughed out loud.
"Stop laughing. Tell him to leave for me." Charles didn't want to have such a thing hanging on him.
Hearing Charles' question, Tuba nodded repeatedly and whispered something to 372.
After a few seconds he looked up, "It said that because it has not completed the contract with 241, it can't go anywhere now and can only follow you."
"What's the meaning?"
"You signed a contract with it using 241. Since you brought it here, it must also help you find the 319 mind printer. The contract is a two-way one, and neither party can violate it."
Charles' mind immediately popped up what he had written earlier with a black marker.
Conditions: 1. Find a container, 2. Let the Howling Doodle attach itself, 3. Bring the Howling Doodle to the surface of the sea.
Reward: Guide the Captain to the Mind Printer.
"Isn't that marker just used to communicate with relics?"
When Charles thought of this, he suddenly remembered something. He reached into his pocket and the black marker appeared in his hand.
"Is this the 241 you mentioned?"
"I didn't expect you to bring it up here? I haven't seen it for a long time." Tuba said as he was about to reach out to grab it, but was blocked by Charles.
"Tell this pen to cancel the contract. I don't need its help."
Tuba looked at Charles with a puzzled look on his face. "Charles, are you crazy? 241 is just a pen. How can a pen communicate?"
Looking at Tuba's crazy face, Charles' mouth twitched slightly. Sometimes, he really didn't know whether this guy was really crazy or just pretending to be crazy.
"So is this thing on me dangerous?"
Although 372 currently only appears to be a moving graffiti relic, Charles doesn't think it's that simple. If that were the case, the Foundation wouldn't have to keep it in custody.
"372 won't hurt you. You have to stay alive to find 319. If you can't find 319 and violate the contract with 241, it will be in big trouble."
This is not good news. Charles noticed that Tuba did not answer his question directly. He only answered that 372 would not hurt him for the time being, but it did not mean that 372 was safe.
"This thing is very simple. Once you write it down, you must complete it. If you choose to violate the contract, you will disappear."
"By the way, don't use it too much. It's best to use it only once a month. If you use it too much, people will disappear. And although this thing can't talk, it often tricks people into using it, so you'd better be careful."
Charles frowned as he looked at the marker in his hand. It seemed that he had a new relic, but with it came a big trouble.
Charles, with a frown on his face, picked up his clothes, put them on himself, and walked outside silently.
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Seeing the dazzling light of Hope Island in the distance, all the crew members of the Narwhal, except Orderic, showed excited smiles on their faces. They were almost home.
This was especially true for West, who was completing an exploration mission for the first time. His heart began pounding when he thought of the high salary promised by the Governor.
On this voyage, his job was exactly the same as his previous job on the cargo ship, but the salary was completely different.
At this moment, the cabin door suddenly opened, and the captain with a gloomy face walked out. West and several crew members beside him stood at attention quickly.
"Why does the captain look unhappy?" West asked in a low voice.
"Hush." The old sailor next to him winked at him.
West quickly shut his mouth and watched the other crew members in the cabin slowly walk out.
Although the voyage lasted more than two months, he didn't know much about the other people on the ship except for the sailors he worked with day and night.
The Narwhal entered the dock, and Wester controlled the anchor winch and dropped the heavy anchor. The sailor's last job was done.
The people in the Governor's Mansion had obviously known about the Governor's return a long time ago, and several cars were already parked under the ship waiting.
West was about to follow, but was stopped by the fat chef. "That's the car going to the Governor's Mansion, why are you going with it?"
The young man smiled awkwardly. "Excuse me, Mr. Chef, this is my first time here. May I ask where can we sailors get our wages?"
"Go to the Ministry of Finance. Follow me later. I can take you there." The chef patted his belly and said with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Chef. My name is West Carl. What's your name?" This was the first time the two spoke to each other.
"Max Karl Ernst Ludwig Planck, just call me Planck, actually you can call me Chef or Fatty, I don't care."
West's eyes widened. It was the first time he saw someone with such a long name, and he didn't know which island's custom it was.
After the captain got in the car, the sailors rented a car and drove quickly to the administrative department.
Seeing that Orderic, who was also a sailor, was not traveling with the group, West was about to call him, but was stopped by Planck.
"He is different from us, don't call him."
"Why is it different? Because he's a vampire?"
"He is an old sailor who discovered Hope Island with the captain. He even has a street in the center of the island."
Hearing this, the sailors and the kitchen helpers showed deep envy in their eyes.
(End of this chapter)