Tuba didn't wake up in the end, and the incoherent words he said before seemed to be just nonsense.
Maybe this is a good thing, it seems to be a sign of his recovery.
As for Lily, Charles spent a long time trying to figure out what was going on with her, so the matter was put on hold for the time being.
In the first-class cabin of the battleship, Lily used all her strength to close the novel in front of her.
A large circle of colorful mice nearby quickly brought up another book, but Lily was not satisfied.
The bed was piled with romance novels, but Lily still couldn't find anything she wanted to read.
"How long will it take before we can go back? I've read these novels twice. Life on the ship is so boring. I really should have brought more with me."
The golden mouse turned her head and looked at the deserted room. She thought for a while with her head tilted, then ran directly to the kitchen. She was a little hungry now, and the group of mice quickly followed her.
As soon as she entered the kitchen, the heat wave pushed Lily back a few steps. No matter what kind of kitchen it was, the temperature was always so hot, even the floor was hot.
The number of chefs needed to feed the thousands of people on the battleship was equally astonishing. These chefs prepared food in an orderly manner at the same time, which made Lily feel very spectacular.
Lily walked slowly in the kitchen, which looked like a land of adults. Her sensitive nose allowed her to smell all kinds of different smells.
Shrimp, canned meat, mushrooms, and even pickled fruits that are rarely seen in normal times, all these different flavors made her saliva water.
Just as Lily was about to climb up the table leg, she was grabbed by a big hand and placed on the table. Then, a small candied red fruit was stuffed into her little paw.
"Lily, when it's busy, don't run around in the kitchen. Be careful not to fall into the broth and get cooked." Chef Plank reminded while cooking.
At this time, Lily came to the table, and the view in front of her suddenly became clear. The table was filled with various delicious foods. This was not like an ordinary lunch.
"Wow, why did you make all these delicious foods today? Have you taken out everything?"
"Yes, we have taken them all out. We are almost at the port, and there is no point in leaving them here any longer. The captain said he would hold a banquet to celebrate our return, so of course we have to have a good one this time."
Lily took a small bite of the candied fruit, looked at the smile on Plank's face and asked, "Mr. Chef, you seem very happy."
"Hahaha, good days are coming soon. Of course I'm happy, little Lily, this leg of mine is really worth it."
Planck patted his artificial leg hard as he spoke, and the double chin on his fat face trembled.
"So, Mr. Chef, what are you going to do when you return to the island?" Lily asked, taking another small bite of the fruit.
"I'm going to use the land awarded to me by the Governor to open my own restaurant. This is my dream, and I've already planned that this restaurant will only sell dishes that I create! My next goal is to become the best chef in the entire ocean!"
When Lily heard his words, she didn't react at first, but the chefs next to her all looked envious.
Although they are still chefs, their fates have changed since then. There is no chef who doesn’t want to own his own restaurant.
"Yes! Then when the time comes, Mr. Charles and I will definitely go to your place to try it!" Lily nodded vigorously.
"Haha, thank you, little Lily, but you can't bring your rat friends over when the time comes, otherwise I'm afraid no one will dare to go to my restaurant."
"My mouse friend is cute and clean, and takes a bath every day, so why can't he go?"
Plank chatted with Lily while following the food prepared by the other chefs.
The crew members came to the mess hall in twos and threes. Whether they were from the Narwhal or the Victory, there was excitement on their faces.
We are about to return to Hong Kong, and military discipline is not so strict anymore. There is no alcohol limit today, you can drink as much as you want.
As Charles raised his glass and drank it all along, the banquet officially began.
At first, everyone seemed a little reserved when they saw the Governor, but the atmosphere became lively under the leadership of the crew of the Narwhal.
They drank and ate meat with big gulps and chatted with each other enthusiastically, as if at this moment, this place was no longer the cafeteria of the battleship, but the most lively bar in the dock area.
In particular, some people took out some musical instruments to show off and started playing under the encouragement of people around them.
When the atmosphere reached its climax, some drunken men started dancing and singing foolishly in the cafeteria.
Charles, with a blush on his face, had a silly smile on his face, and he held a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, waving them wildly to the rhythm.
Charles knew that he was not a funny person. He had never felt so happy before. For Charles, alcohol was the first time that it was used to amplify joy rather than suppress pain.
The entire cabin was filled with a relaxed atmosphere. They were about to arrive at the port, and the days of living like years on the warship were over.
Anna, wearing a silk dress, sat next to him, holding her chin with her hand and looking at Charles. "Are you happy now?"
Charles stretched out his right hand and held her slender waist, then gently pulled her and kissed her seductive red lips deeply.
"Happy! I have never been so happy. My crew members are back and I have found my home! This is really worth being happy about!!"
After saying that, Charles, who was so excited that he couldn't sleep, kissed her hard again.
After a long time, Anna slowly retracted her tongue, put her arms around his neck, and her soft body almost hung on his body. "Just be happy, I'm happy if you're happy."
"Anna, I love you."
"Yeah, I know, I'm tired of hearing that, let's try something new."
"We'll have a bit of time next time, shall we have another baby? I promise to be by your side this time." There was a hint of laughter in Charles' voice.
"Oh my God, please forgive me."
Just as the two were whispering face to face, a shrill whistle sounded outside the door.
"Hey! Come out and look! We can already see Hope Island! Hoo~! What is that thing?"
Hearing this, everyone in the cabin swayed their drunken bodies and walked towards the deck with their arms around each other's shoulders.
When they all walked onto the deck, they were surprised to see a tall tower standing in the center of Hope Island.
This tower is extremely tall and long, reaching straight up to the rock layer above. At the very top there are some hanging baskets building something.
Charles' excellent eyesight allowed him to see that at the top was a track that was constantly spreading. It was the high-speed rail that they had successfully built.
(End of this chapter)