Five days later, Charles was sitting in his office and heard the guard's report.
"Governor, according to the Navy's intelligence department, no method has been found to transform the Deep Diver back into a human."
"All records show that they were originally Deep Ones, rather than transformed into Deep Ones. It may be possible to transform from a human into a Deep One, but there is really no way to transform a Deep One into a human."
Dipper's heartless smile flashed quickly in Charles' mind, and he exhaled slowly. "Is there really no way to change that boy back?"
"Keep looking. If there's no solution in the North Sea, go to the South Sea or the West Sea. This world is so illogical, there must be a solution."
"Yes! Your Excellency Governor!" The guards quickly stopped and saluted.
The guard left and Charles stood up and walked towards the sunny balcony next to him.
At this time, the island has changed a lot. It can be said that except for the fields where fruits are planted, the rest of Hope Island is covered with sheds of various heights.
The central area was so dark that several holes had to be cut in the awning to let in light.
A few rays of sunlight slanted down on the roof, like small golden waterfalls.
Not far from the balcony, some boys gathered around a beam of light, laughing and touching each other with their fingers, as if they were competing to see who was the bravest.
When the two prosecutors rushed up whistling, the crowd dispersed with laughter.
"The island is becoming more and more beautiful. Take a good rest today."
Charles walked slowly down along the wall of the Governor's Palace. He came back after just two steps and put the drawing board that had not been used for a long time on his back.
On the street, everyone's face was full of confidence, as if the Hope Island really gave them hope.
Looking at their smiling faces, Charles, who was alone, seemed a little lonely from behind.
"Maybe we can invite everyone to have dinner together at the Governor's Mansion tonight." After thinking about it, Charles finally decided to give up.
Crew members are crew members, subordinates are subordinates, and he has no real friends.
On the ship, everyone listens to him because of his position, but off the ship, everyone has his or her own family.
Bandages might be one, but talking to him is a conversation piece.
As for Lily, she is just a naughty kid at best.
In this land, only Anna can truly understand herself. But she is not a woman who is content with her life and is always busy with her own affairs.
As for Elizabeth, Charles' relationship with her was very complicated. He didn't know whether she was his woman or he was her man.
Just as Charles walked towards the dock with the drawing board, the familiar smell of milk wafted into his nose.
Charles followed the smell and saw a small stall selling milk oysters.
"How much is one serving?" Charles asked.
"30 per portion, Mr. Painter, would you like some?" The stall owner tapped the shovel in his hand and looked at Charles with a smile.
"So expensive? The Coral Island isn't that expensive."
"How can you compare with them? Coral Island has its own cattle ranch. Besides, it's much easier to find a job in Hope Island than in Coral Island. 30 echoes is really not expensive."
"Have one."
"Okay." He used a spatula to cut open a bag of sealed milk and began to stir-fry it skillfully.
Watching the boss in front of him sweating, Charles always felt that he overlapped with someone in his mind.
"Mr. Painter, this is your milk oyster. Please take it. If you like it, you are welcome to come back next time."
Watching the painter in front of him walking into the crowd with food, Tom smiled and started to clean the iron plate with water.
"He has a scar on his face, black pupils, and a prosthetic left hand. My goddess, could this man be from the Governor? Does the Governor like to eat my food?"
Charles turned and walked towards the telegraph office with the milk oysters.
He was not in a hurry to eat because the stall owner just now reminded him that as the governor, it was time for him to take an old friend over.
Charles sent a top-level telegram to old John's address, which was not only the fastest but also had a special delivery person.
"Beep~beep~beep beep~" The other party responded quickly.
"Excuse me, who are you to your father? John's son Aurora sent:"
Father? Charles frowned slightly. Why had he never heard that old John had a son
"My mother was a refugee from Yingdao. He bought my mother from the brothel owner with a piece of gold, and I became his son."
"My name is Charles. Just tell old John my name and he'll know it."
"I'm sorry, my father has passed away. The doctor said it was due to excessive drinking. Who are you to him?"
Looking at the translated telegram in front of him, Charles blinked, silently picked up the drawing board on the ground beside him and walked out of the telegraph office.
He came to the dock, set up his drawing board and started drawing quickly. Soon a fat old man with a big laugh appeared on the drawing paper. It was Old John, the former first mate of the Mouse.
Charles picked up the painting and looked at it, then bent down and sent old John into the sea.
If I were to ask who helped me the most when I first came into this world, this kind-hearted old man would be one of them.
When I couldn't speak the Earthsea language, he was the one who read to me word for word. Now that I had become the governor, I should have repaid him well, but he died like this.
"Maybe this isn't bad. Old John should be content to be able to live to this age in Earthsea and have children and a wife before he dies."
Charles watched the paper being slowly swept away by the sea and merged into the endless darkness.
Just as Charles was reminiscing about his old friend with melancholy, he suddenly felt a sharp gaze shooting at his back from behind.
Charles turned around and saw a woman with a horrible scar on her face. She looked familiar.
After looking for a second or two, Charles suddenly realized that she was Margaret, the daughter of the former Governor of Hofang Island.
"Long time no see, you've grown so much." Charles showed a relieved smile on his face and was about to walk towards her.
When he was about five meters away, Margaret spoke up. "Governor Charles, I was the one who saved you when you were crazy."
"I know. I was just about to say thank you. I had been sending people to look for you but couldn't find you."
Thank you? Margaret's expression twisted slightly, but she immediately retracted it.
"Governor, I would like to use the favor of saving you to exchange for a few ships and some navy from you." Margaret's voice sounded a little cold.
"I already know your story. You don't have to—"
"Governor Charles, is your life not worth even this little thing?" Margaret interrupted Charles forcefully.
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