On the empty back deck of the Narwhal, Charles drank one glass of strong liquor after another. The weapon that used to help him relieve his sorrow was no longer effective. After drinking, he felt even more powerless.
It was a very unpleasant feeling to watch his crew members die in front of him again, which was why he tried not to develop feelings with the new crew members.
But this time it was the bandage. From the first island to now, he has been with him for almost four years, and another old crew member has left him.
"Is there really no way at all?" Drunk Charles sat on the deck, leaning against the hull and looking at the darkness in front of him.
He has been thinking about this problem these days, but he is not a ship's doctor and is of no use in treating illnesses.
The fastest way to reach Hope Island is 7 days. If we go to the place where God descends, there won’t be enough time. This is basically a dead end.
Just as Charles continued to pour wine into his mouth, a deformed hand with a hollow palm crawled out from the edge of the boat.
"Fuck!" Charles, his face full of rage, threw the bottle in his hand and rushed directly towards the thing.
Charles poured all his rage into this monster that looked like a deformed child. Its shrill screams echoed far away in the dark sea.
Just as the mutilated body fell helplessly into the sea, a voice sounded from above. "Captain, are you okay?"
It was Odric in bat form, now hanging upside down on the ropes of the tower.
Charles, who was in a bad mood, said a few perfunctory words and prepared to leave.
However, he froze after taking a few steps. He turned his head and looked at Odrick. "Before, at the bottom of the sea, I asked you to take that thing. Did you take it?"
"Those papers? Of course I got them. They are under my boat. I have wanted to give them to you for a long time, but because of the first mate, I have never found a suitable time."
"Go get it and show it to me. I want it now." There was a hint of excitement in Charles' voice.
Soon, the content of the experiment that 198 had mentioned before, which could allow humans to possess relic abilities, appeared in front of Charles.
Experiment name: K3378/954
Experimental location: First Laboratory
Experiment leader: Dr. E5
Experimental materials: Subject D, Item 3741, Item 751, a sharp dagger, 2 kg of sea salt, 1 black marker,
Experimental steps: Use a black marker to draw Figure No. 9 (modified 1) on the ground. Then use sea salt to draw Figure No. 1 and Figure No. 3 on Figure No. 9 (modified 1).
Instruct Subject D to pick up Item 751 with his right hand, crush Item 3741's head, filter out the Essence from Item 3741's body, and before the Essence evaporates, instruct Subject D to cut open his abdomen with a dagger, accurately find the pancreas, and quickly press the Essence on it. "
Experimental results: Success (doubtful) After the experiment, Subject D fell into a long coma. He woke up on the third day and successfully possessed 3741's extremely sensitive sense of smell. He told Dr. E5 that 3741 was still in the room, and she was looking at him silently with her smashed head. After being examined by a psychiatrist, Subject D was mentally normal and did not suffer from a mental illness with visual hallucinations.
Experimental evaluation: "Although there are some flaws, after so many experiments, this is the closest to success. I cannot guarantee that this success can be replicated next time. Although the source substances filtered out in the project look the same when tested, I feel that each source substance is different. Perhaps they have a specific format for each experiment to succeed."
"I feel like we are now like alchemists in the Middle Ages, synthesizing various unknown substances based on our own imagination and luck."
"But this first success has provided a lot of help to our progress. If you give me another 20 years at most, I will definitely be able to crack the true mystery of the source, just like Mendeleev summarized the periodic table!"
"Hmm..." Charles frowned and looked at the various papers on the table without saying a word.
But Charles changed his mind and thought about Bandage who was lying on the bed dying, and finally decided to give it a try. This was the only way now, and Bandage could not wait.
Now that he has made up his mind, the only thing left is what relic ability the Bandage can obtain that will allow him to survive.
Charles quickly searched his own and eliminated them directly. The various relics on his body did not have the ability to save his life.
Charles immediately gathered all the crew members and said, "Take out all your belongings. This concerns the life and safety of our first mate."
Upon hearing this, the crew members took out their belongings.
But Charles soon showed a look of disappointment on his face. There were not many relics in the hands of the crew members, and most of them were of offensive or defensive type, purely for combat.
"What's the use of this thing?" Charles asked, picking up the golden shell in Feuerbach's hand.
"Captain, this is a good thing. It can attract schools of tuna. This kind of fish is the most delicious when used to make sashimi. If you really want to catch it yourself, you can't catch it at all."
As Feuerbach spoke, he looked curiously at the messy papers on the table.
Charles walked past him towards West on the left. Seeing West with nothing in his hands, he turned his gaze to the last chef.
The fat-faced chef held a strange statue that looked like green soapstone in his hands. It was a fat woman, and her face, which should have had facial features, was covered with various plants. Although the statue was small, the leaves and branches were carved vividly.
"Captain, I bought my relic to save my life. As long as I feed it with blood every day, it will not die even if it is fatally injured, but will directly enter a vegetative state. This will leave precious time for doctors to rescue it." Chef Planck explained to his captain.
Charles took it from him and looked it over. "Really?"
"Um... I haven't tried it either. That's what the merchant said. His store is next to the police department, so he shouldn't be a liar. I spent a full 350,000 yuan to buy it."
Charles looked at the small and exquisite sculpture for a few seconds, then looked at the offensive relics next to it, and finally decided to choose this one.
He held the sculpture in his hand and gave orders to the sailors. "You guys take some sea salt to the medical room, quickly."
No matter whether it works or not, he'll just give it a try. This is the only thing he can do now.
Soon all the crew members gathered in the medical room. They curiously watched their captain drawing on the ground with a pen and sea salt.
When Charles placed the bandage in the center of the complicated triple group and pointed the black blade at the statue of the chef, someone in the crowd immediately asked, "Captain, what are you doing?"
That was Linda. Her expression looked a little incredible. As a believer of the God of Light, she rarely showed such an expression.
"Take the relic to revive our first mate, can't you see?"
"Use the black mist inside the relic to save?"
"Have you seen anyone else use it?"
"If he swallows that thing, he can be saved, but the one who survives may not be our first mate."
(End of this chapter)