"Don't stop taking your medicine. You must continue taking it. It will probably take more than three months to completely eliminate the possibility of recurrence." The doctor said to Charles.
Charles nodded and looked at the deformed monster in the cage thoughtfully.
At this moment, the sound of leather shoes tapping came from behind. The three of them turned around together and found that the big guy James was chasing them from behind.
"Captain, I heard you were in prison, so I rushed over. Are you feeling better?"
Looking at the burly man in front of him wearing a black neat uniform, Charles found it hard to associate him with the honest and simple engineer before.
"It's just right that you're here. I just happened to be looking for you for something."
Charles then turned to the doctor and asked, "Where are the four successful ones?"
"The innermost red door."
Soon, the four of them rushed to the four large red iron doors.
"Open the door on the left." Charles said to the prison guard beside him.
"Governor, the guy here is very dangerous. He..."
"Open it quickly if you are told to."
“Yes, sir!”
"Click, click, click." The door with triple mechanical locks was pushed open forcefully by two prison guards.
Charles soon saw the prisoner imprisoned inside. It was an old man with dishevelled hair and a dirty face. He was hung upside down in the middle of the house with various chains.
"Put him down."
The sound of chains rattling was heard, and the old man fell heavily to the ground along with the chains.
"How is your new ability? How do you feel now?" Charles stepped forward and asked.
"Quack, quack." The old man lowered his head and laughed like a crow. "You ask me about my ability? Governor of Hope Island, then I will show you how powerful my ability is!"
"Whoosh~" The temperature in the entire room instantly rose by dozens of degrees. The old man's whole body turned red in an instant and he rushed up desperately.
Looking at the indifferent one-armed young man in front of him, Toban showed a ferocious smile on his face. He wanted to burn this lucky guy into charcoal.
The distance was getting closer and closer, close enough that he could see the contempt on the young man's face.
The next second, he felt something squirming against his head.
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~" Electric arcs jumped, and the old man in front of him fell to the ground trembling violently, and the temperature around him instantly returned to normal.
"The ability to control fire?" Charles pondered.
"No, it's just the ability to control temperature," the doctor explained.
After thinking quickly for a while, Charles said to James: "What do you think about this?"
After careful consideration, James spoke slowly in a low voice: "Captain, do you want to use this method to improve the navy's combat effectiveness? But I personally don't think it's a good idea."
"Not to mention the astonishing elimination rate, this method of transplanting the power of the relic into a person is just like carrying a relic with no side effects. He will bleed if he is hit by a bullet, and he will die if he is hit by a shell."
Charles shook his head. "Don't just look at the surface, this is a seed with great potential. If the elimination rate is high, then find a way to reduce it. There is always a way."
"I will ask the Governor's Office to cooperate. You select a group of tight-lipped people and ask them to improve this method as much as possible, find the rules for success, and then continuously optimize them."
The foundation has already provided the rough embryo, and Charles only needs to send someone to fill it with flesh and blood. With so many successful cases, finding ways to increase the success rate has greatly increased.
"Got it. I'll do my best." James nodded solemnly. He knew what this meant. If what the captain said came true, then Hope Island's combat power would be greatly enhanced. In that case, their island would become the overlord of the North Sea.
"Thank you for your hard work on the island. You've taken so much trouble on this matter." Charles hammered his hand on the chest.
"It's not hard. This is all for our common home."
A smile appeared on James' face, and Charles saw the big guy's former honesty from this smile.
After explaining everything, Charles and the doctor came out into the sunny outside again.
The doctor turned his head and looked at Charles next to him. "I can't do this without you. Those successful people seem to have some mental defects. I will help you in this regard."
"Thank you."
"I'm not trying to help you. I'm just curious about what this thing does."
Charles chuckled softly. The old man's temper has become more like a child's since he got off the boat.
"What you just said is right. I also think that this technology has great potential. Maybe it can increase your strength to the level of Governor Julio." The doctor agreed with Charles for the first time.
Hearing the doctor suddenly say this, Charba was stunned. He knew that this kind of power could bring about huge changes to the situation in the Earth Sea, but he had never thought that it could reach the level of the Governor of Cat Island. You know, Julio can fight against the giant metal structure Longka.
"Since you can absorb two sources of essence, you can absorb more. With so many added together, quantitative changes will eventually lead to qualitative changes."
"Do you really think Julio is the strongest being in this ocean? All the various forces have their own trump cards in order to avoid being swallowed by Julio."
Charles nodded in agreement. For example, the vampire grandmother of the Dark Crystal Island, the "God" of the Heik tribe, and the Pope of the Church of Light, these beings may not be much worse than Julio.
These are only what he knows, not to mention those existences hidden in the depths of darkness.
As he was thinking about it, Charles suddenly thought of the gods in the deep sea, and his heart suddenly calmed down.
What he had thought before was as powerless as a child in front of God.
"Can these people unite to fight against the gods?" Charles suddenly thought of this question.
There is no answer to this question, but Charles is pessimistic.
"Hey, does your school teach doctors?" the old man next to him asked suddenly.
"No, the school only teaches the basics, and then other departments will conduct acceptance after graduation."
"How can there be no medical classes? Who will treat you without a doctor?" The old man patted his wheelchair excitedly.
In the following period of time, Charles began to let the people on the island set up a scientific research department specifically for studying the relics.
This department is secretive. Not many people know about it. The main people in charge are James and the doctor.
Charles does not need to personally take charge of this matter. As the governor, he only needs to say a word, and the people below will choose qualified candidates for the venue themselves.
(End of this chapter)