The cold sea water was injected into the Narwhal's water tank. As the gravity increased, the Narwhal turned into a submarine and slowly dived underwater.
Charles stood on the deck and saw a hazy bright spot in the distance through the glass window on the steel plate.
The island was just diagonally below the Narwhal, and judging by its size, it was probably about the same size as Hope Island.
"Bandage, come closer."
As the distance shortened, everyone on the boat was stunned. They saw an extremely shocking scene.
The cold and dark sea was illuminated by the lights of a sunken island, a huge island that was slowly moving.
Various tall buildings stand above the island, and the lights before were shining through the windows of these buildings.
The architectural style is very modern. If it were not located on the bottom of the sea, Charles would have thought he had arrived above Shanghai's Lujiazui.
Only the Foundation could build such a building on Earth Sea, but Charles knew before that the Foundation used an aircraft carrier to deliver the key to the island, so the appearance of the Foundation's building was not surprising at all.
But what surprised Charles was that there were lights on the island and it could even move.
As he got closer, Charles saw more details of the island. There were rows of giant tracks at the bottom of this bustling island.
That set of huge tracks could definitely not be a man-made product. No human has ever been able to create tracks wider than a mountain. This island is like a big toy of God.
But when Charles thought back to the Dawn 1 that had hung above the New Territories City, he felt that it was entirely possible for the Foundation to build such a huge, movable mechanical island.
With the help of the powers of various relics, they have become undoubtedly gods.
"The island is still moving, and the lights in the buildings are on. Could there still be people from the Foundation on the island?"
This thought flashed through Charles' mind quickly and then disappeared immediately.
He didn't know what the Foundation had been through, but at least there was no Foundation in Earthsea now.
"Captain, what should we do next? Continue to approach? This island looks a bit dangerous. Could this thing be alive?"
The words of the boatswain beside him made Charles frown even more, but since he was already here, he couldn't just let it go.
"Give me the diving suit, I'll go down and take a look, Dipper, follow me." Charles said and turned to walk towards the decompression chamber.
A heavy diving suit weighing more than 200 kilograms was covered on his body, and cold sea water began to pour into the pressure chamber.
"No matter what happens, follow my instructions and don't act rashly." Charles, who was gradually submerged by the sea water, shouted to Dipper beside him.
"Understood!" Dipper raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a row of ferocious sharp teeth.
When the seawater pressure in the pressurized chamber was exactly the same as that outside, Dipper suddenly turned the gate and the two were instantly exposed to the dark seawater.
Dipper swam behind Charles with his webbed legs and dragged him into the sea.
As the distance gradually approached, larger details of the moving underwater island appeared in front of Charles.
He knew that this was an island, but looking at the lights in the water, he was curious about who lived on this island.
When Charles was still a mile away from the island, he suddenly stopped. As he quickly waved his hands to signal with flags, Dipper led him slowly over the island.
Charles lowered his head and looked down at the huge island that was dozens of kilometers long. At the moment, he didn't see any danger.
But at the same time, he did not find the huge key he was looking for. If such a large key was really outside, he would definitely be able to see it at a glance.
Whether the key to the surface gate is on the island requires further exploration, and it is impossible to find out just by looking from the outside.
But the fishman who was holding him in both hands shook his head and said he would go down and take a look first.
As he spoke, Dipper let Charles go, and the sea water was swung by his limbs. Charles reached out to grab him, but he suddenly shot out like a barracuda.
Charles started cursing inside his diving suit. He had just told this guy to listen to him, but it turned out that he just liked to act rashly.
He knew that the boy was afraid that he would be in danger, so he ran over to explore the way first, but he didn't need this kind of out-of-control thing at all.
Dipper went there quickly and came back quickly. He rushed to Charles, who was hanging in the air by an oxygen tube, and gestured with his arms. "Captain, there is no danger, nothing unusual."
After hitting Dipper hard on the chest, Charles waved at the Narwhal above.
As the Narwhal slowly descended, Charles followed Dipper and gradually approached the island below.
The bandages controlling the speed of the Narwhal appeared to be very careful, and the ship descended very slowly, as if they would immediately use the oxygen tube to pull their captain back if anything happened.
"Bang!" The diving boots with thick iron plates slammed heavily on the street, stirring up flying dust.
Charles landed at the very edge of the island. Judging from the huge metal cranes and neatly arranged containers around it, this place used to be a dock with very modern facilities.
Charles walked slowly, observing everything around him.
He could see that the surroundings were very clean. Apart from some sand on the ground, there were no corals or barnacles on the tops of buildings or on the various docks.
This is obviously abnormal. Not to mention that this is on the seabed, even on the surface this situation is also very abnormal.
"Buzz~" Charles' prosthetic limb quickly turned into a chainsaw and chopped hard on the container next to him.
Touching the cut of the container with his hand, Charles discovered that it was indeed made of metal, and not the same material as Mih had made before.
This is not a good thing. Maybe this island has the protective weapons of the previous Foundation.
"Bang, bang, bang." More sailors in diving suits jumped off the Narwhal. They surrounded Charles, asking what to do next.
"Gather and search for all living things, and anything with writing on it."
Charles didn't ask them to find the key. The key was so big and he was not blind. If he really wanted to get out, he would have found it long ago.
With a thick oxygen tube inserted behind him, Charles led the crew to slowly explore the dock.
As time passed, the other sailors were exhausted and started to be replaced.
The exploration under this situation is not very efficient, but it is safe and stable.
"Captain, let me go look over there. This is too slow." Dipper said towards the other side.
"Don't go. If you want to go, go together. Everyone must be within the sight of their companions."
Slowly they searched the entire dock and began to move towards other areas.
On top of a telephone pole that they couldn't see, there was a gray bird the size of a ping-pong ball squatting. Where its head should have been, there was a silver metal camera emitting a dark red light.
The camera zoomed in and out, reflecting Charles and others who were searching for clues in the distance.
(End of this chapter)