“Ag’agth… lwhuk… yeh agthu.… ”
Charles pinched his temples with his fingers in pain, trying to suppress the irritation and pain brought by the murmur.
But even though he pressed his temples until they were bruised, the murmurs did not diminish at all.
Ever since he watched the video, the special whispering sound has followed him like a shadow.
It seemed that the spiritual pollution of those gods had contaminated Charles through the screen, even though there was darkness blocking it at the time, and even though Charles only saw some eyes.
The situation was not obvious when he first got on the boat, but as time went on, the whispering in his ears became louder and louder, and finally reached a point where he could no longer bear it.
"Here, the potion is a little hot." Linda handed a triangular glass bottle filled with black potion to Charles.
Charles immediately grabbed it and poured it into his mouth.
Charles' mind was so in a mess that he didn't even have time to taste the bitter taste of the potion.
The potion seemed to be working, and the murmurs gradually became quieter. Charles let out a long breath. "Thank you."
Linda shook her head. "Captain, this is not the end. This drug is only used to temporarily dull your brain perception. Your situation is a bit complicated. I need to conduct a further mental examination on you."
"Wait a minute, now is not the time to do this. Let's do it after we're done with this." Charles stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and walked out of the medical room.
When he arrived at the cockpit, he saw the first mate and the second mate talking to each other about something in front of the nautical chart.
"Captain, are you okay? How is your health? Why don't we go back and get well first?" said the second mate Knona with a somewhat grim look on his face.
Charles shook his head. "Don't say these useless words. Where are we now? How far are we from our destination?"
"If... the map is correct... then the trench is... below us..." the first mate Bandage replied.
Charles raised his chin to Dipper who was at the helm, "Boy, go down and take a look."
"Got it!" Excited Dipper rushed out of the cockpit, put his hand on the railing, and jumped into the sea with a splash.
"Such a heavy key fell into the trench. It's impossible for it to run away." Charles walked over and looked at the nautical chart on the wall and thought to himself.
"But let's be honest, what on earth overturned the foundation's aircraft carrier and stole the key?" Charles suddenly thought of this question.
When Charles thought about the specifications of the aircraft carrier and the size of the giant key, he always felt that the thing that stole the key must be not small.
"Could it be God?" A thought flashed through Charles' mind, but Charles rejected it in an instant.
There is absolutely no reason for the gods to snatch the key to the surface. If they really want to get out, no one can stop them.
Just as Charles was thinking about this question, the second mate Krona beside him said hesitantly: "Captain, are we really going into the trench?"
"certainly."
"But that's a trench! Going to the bottom of the sea is already risking your life. Going to the trench at the bottom of the sea, this... this... I don't know what to say. What do you think the survival rate is this time?"
At the thought of entering the deepest part of the dark seabed, Krona's body couldn't help but tremble.
"Are you scared?" Charles looked at him.
"Captain, shouldn't a normal person be afraid in this situation?" Krona looked at Charles with fear in his eyes.
When he said this, Charles suddenly saw 068's "gift" still on his wrist.
Charles took out the chainsaw that was transformed from his prosthetic limb and quickly cut the bracelet with the poison needle. With sparks flying, the high-tech bracelet broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
At this moment, Dipper's voice came from the sea. "Captain! There is a trench below. We found it! Haha, we are so lucky."
"Bang~!" The heavy steel plates slammed shut on the deck, and cold sea water poured into the water tank, slowly reducing the buoyancy of the Narwhal.
When the Narwhal completely entered the water, all the crew members couldn't help but gather in front of the glass windows and look down.
The dark sea water was broken by the searchlight of the Narwhal. At this moment, the straight searchlight was like a lightning bolt that struck from the sea surface to the bottom of the sea.
The seabed here was unexpectedly low, appearing to be only about thirty meters deep. This also allowed the crew to see a dark crack embedded in the seabed, extending into the darkness ahead.
It is called a trench, but it is more like a cliff on the seabed.
When the Narwhal slowly entered the trench, everyone swallowed involuntarily.
Charles, standing on the deck, felt something was wrong, as if something was watching him, but when he felt carefully, he found that the feeling disappeared.
"Hallucination caused by the whispering sound?" Charles turned his head and continued to look out the glass window. There was nothing outside the window except darkness.
As they went deeper, the temperature on the ship gradually dropped and the crew began to exhale white air.
Some crew members who couldn't bear it anymore rushed to the chimney, they held the chimney with their arms open and a look of relief on their faces.
Charles didn't move. He stood on the deck and looked out the window silently.
There was nothing outside except the empty darkness. That feeling appeared again, as if there was an eye made of darkness staring at him right in front of him.
"First mate! Turn on the sonar!" Charles ordered.
The Narwhal's sonar was turned on, and the sound waves responded with darkness and nothing, as if it was really just Charles's hallucination.
The depth was still increasing, and the steel plates of the Narwhal made metallic creaking sounds from time to time, and the atmosphere became a little depressing.
Suddenly, a strange cry broke the silence. The sound came from the cockpit.
"What's going on?" When Charles rushed into the cockpit, he saw the sailor in charge of observing the periscope collapsed to the ground.
"Captain! I... I saw someone outside!!" the sailor reported to Charles in horror.
Before he could finish, Charles strode over to the periscope and looked inside with his one good eye.
There was nothing in the periscope, pitch black. Just when he thought the sailor was seeing things, a tube swung past the lens.
The next second, a heavy diving suit appeared in front of the periscope. It was not just a diving suit. Through the mossy broken glass, Charles also saw the skull head inside the huge diving helmet.
It was staring at Charles with its empty eye sockets.
(End of this chapter)