"Okay, I'm here." The doctor pushed open the car door and walked towards his residence. At the door, Linda was holding a smoking beaker in her hand, waiting for him anxiously.
"Bang!" The car door was closed again. "To the dock."
The car soon arrived at the port. At this time, all the shipyards at the dock had stopped working and all manpower was centrally planned to assist the Governor's submarine plan.
Now, the Governor's submarine plan is above all else.
In the largest dock, James saw the Narwhal. She was hoisted up by thick chains, and some workers were installing steel plates and machinery on her.
Some boatmen were standing on the bottom of the boat and drilling holes, as if they wanted to put something in.
As if seeing James coming, several ropes kept twisting towards this side.
Shortly after James waved hello to the Narwhal, he found his captain in the busy dock. Charles was talking to an old man wearing rimless glasses.
As he slowly approached, the conversation between the two reached his ears. "Remember to make a dozen diving suits. They must be the kind that can withstand high-intensity water pressure."
"Then we'll have to add a few more oxygen tubes to the ship, which is a bit difficult, but I'll find a way as soon as possible."
Charles was about to say something while looking at the blueprints when he saw the front engine chief coming over. He asked with some surprise, "James, why are you here?"
"Captain, it's just a small matter. Please tell me how to deal with this." James handed him the document in his hand.
Charles took a quick look and immediately understood the cause and effect of the matter. "According to the laws of the island, what will be the consequences for them."
"This has never happened before, but if we treat it as a prisoner escaping from prison, he will be shot."
“This is a bit too heavy.”
"You should ask that kid Dipper. He was the one who issued the decree."
Charles turned his head and looked at the designers who were arguing over the blueprints in the distance. "Lock them up first, and then release them when the ship is finished."
After all, it was I who ordered the arrest of these people, and they just wanted to go home.
If anyone who wants to go home should be shot, then he should be shot.
Just as they were about to chat, a person came over. The person who came was a believer of the Church of Light wearing a red robe.
He smiled and said to Charles respectfully, "Governor, the Pope invites you to come over."
What? The Pope is alive!? Although Charles had a premonition, he still tensed up when he heard the news.
Charles no longer cared about the Narwhal which was still under renovation, and got directly into the car of the Church of Light.
As soon as he got off the car, Charles found that the magnificent church was surrounded by a sea of people, and each of them had a white triangle on their forehead.
Judging from the joyful smiles on each of their faces, the Pope had indeed returned alive.
The one who came to greet him was Cardinal Huen, who had an irrepressible smile on his face. "Governor Charles, I have said it before, the respected Pope cannot be killed by the evil god in the water. What do you think now?"
Seeing his smug look, Charles didn't bother to pay attention to him and walked straight towards the familiar prayer room.
In the prayer room, where the floor was covered with red and yellow silk, Charles saw the statue of the Pope again.
"Where have you been for so long?" Charles asked the statue.
Facing Charles' question, the thing did not respond.
After three full minutes, the mouth and nose of the stone sculpture moved slightly. Of course, only that small area moved, and there was no change in other places.
"It's hard to explain, my child. I was seriously injured. I once thought that I would go to the kingdom of the God of Light. Fortunately, the God of Light saved me. I still have an unfinished mission."
When Charles heard him say this, he didn't know whether he was happy or disappointed. Thinking of the warning Tuba gave in the video, he was a little more disappointed.
"The God of Light is right. Swan was really contaminated by the evil in the deep sea, but we didn't stop them." Charles only believed half of what the Pope said.
"Do you recognize the thing that Swan summoned?"
The Pope did not answer Charles' question. The eyes in the stone sculpture slowly turned and looked at Charles. "Kid, how much do you know about those things in the sea? I seem to have heard that you have seen some before?"
Charles had no need to hide this. "According to my diary, 12 years ago, when I first arrived in this sea, I saw the huge yellow eyes of the god, and 4 years ago, I saw the palm of a god."
Charles paused for a moment. "I have been to a swamp island that could trap people inside a wall. After the island sank, I saw a dark mass with red eyes in the depths of the sea. I don't know if it counts as the third one."
"Cough, cough, cough!" The Pope started coughing violently.
After coughing for dozens of seconds, he slowly said, "There are indeed some records about them in our religion, but I don't want to tell you."
"Still hiding something at this time?"
"Child, I'm doing this for your own good. Their mysteries are beyond your imagination. When you get to know them, it also means that they have noticed you. Have you forgotten how much effort you put in to get rid of their attention?"
Charles' mind flashed through the events that had occurred in 041, while the Pope next to him continued to speak.
"The less we know, the safer we are. The dark existences in the sea are truly terrifying. Humans are no better than ants in front of them. That is why we need to have devout faith in the God of Light."
Charles looked at the stone sculpture in front of him in confusion. How did it get to the point of believing in the God of Light
"The Gods of Light are our only hope in this world. Only they can lead us to defeat the despair from the deep sea."
"How can you be sure that your God of Light will help you? Maybe your God is the same as those guys?"
"No, no, no, the great God of Light is definitely different from those things. He is the only hope for us humans."
Charles was too lazy to listen to what he said. He didn't come here to listen to the prayer of the God of Light. He interrupted him directly.
"What do you want to talk to me about? I'm a little busy right now. I'll talk to you later when I have time."
"Oh, that's right. I want you to be careful about Swan. He will probably blame us for the hatred of the British Isles. It doesn't matter to me since I'm in the Cathedral of Holy Light, but you go out to sea all day long. It will be troublesome if you run into him. Try to be careful."
"Wait, what did you say? Swan is not dead?" Charles' voice was so loud that even the believers stationed outside could hear it clearly.
"He sacrificed an entire island of people, how could he die? Not only did he not die, but he also received a reward from the revelers."
(End of this chapter)