Hearing the other party's indifferent tone, Charles finally suppressed his annoyance. He was too lazy to say anything else and just picked up the revolver and fired a shot at the window.
"What are you doing?"
"Call the doctor and see if he can help with this situation."
Upon hearing this, the second personality immediately became nervous, "I'm telling you, don't try to erase me. I have the same memories as you do! If you want to play tricks, at worst we'll all be done for together."
Charles suddenly put the gun hand to his chin, and at this moment, the doctor opened the door and walked in.
Facing the captain who wanted to commit suicide, the doctor acted very indifferent. "If you want to commit suicide, you can. Tell me what you promised before you die."
"Let's talk about that later. I have a problem here." Charles told him in detail about the extra personality in his body.
"It's interesting that there are relics of split personality." The doctor observed Charles on the bed carefully with the eyes of a test subject.
“Is there any solution?”
"Doctor, I feel fine like this, please go out."
The two personalities speak different languages.
After a few seconds, the doctor, who looked a little excited, took out a clown mask from his coat beside him and said, "Is this it?"
Seeing Charles nod, the doctor turned around and walked out with the mask without saying anything.
Hearing the door closing, the inner personality interrupted and said, "Forget it. The old man doesn't look very reliable. This thing is hopeless."
Charles took a deep breath. Now that things had come to this, there was no point in saying anything else. Since he couldn't get rid of it for the time being, he could only negotiate with each other.
"First of all, our goal is the same, which is to return to the surface. At the critical moment, follow my lead and don't hold us back."
"Why should I take you as the standard? I am also Gao Zhiming."
"Because you were too impulsive. That time in the third laboratory, I almost couldn't come back because of you."
"That's right! If I hadn't robbed so many relics in the past, how could our strength have improved so quickly? This is all thanks to me!!"
"You were created by 096! I am the main body!"
"That's bullshit! I have the same memories as you do. You are just a twin who appeared for a few more seconds at best!!"
The two personalities quarreled again, and finally even came to the point of physical combat, but things had to be resolved, and after lengthy negotiations, the two sides finally reached an agreement to coexist peacefully.
Not only is the control time of the body divided, but also rules are set for other things, so that at the critical moment, there will be no crisis due to disagreements.
Looking at the densely packed list of rules in the diary, Charles, who was under personality control, pursed his lips.
"You wrote all these useless things, not even the most important ones. What if Anna comes back after coming to her senses? What should we do then? Should we ask her to wear a mask and copy it? Can she wear a mask when she looks like that?"
"Don't mention her. She won't come back." Charles closed the diary and began to remove the bandage on his face.
"Tsk, why are you pretending with me?"
"It's my time now, shut up."
"Wait, we haven't decided on the name yet. We can't all call each other Charles. Let's make it clear first. I want you to call me that. Anyway, I won't call you the second brother."
"I'm number 1, you're number 2."
"That's so tacky. Wait a minute, I'll give myself a cool name. Hmm... maybe I'll just call myself Richard."
Charles didn't say anything else. He picked up the diary and threw it directly at the table next to him. The diary stood up accurately on the table.
Suddenly Charles thought of something. He pulled out a rivet from his skin, threw it at the wall, and it hit a small insect accurately.
When I quickly turned off the oil lamp on the table, I found that I could see everything clearly in the dark environment, and the situation became clear.
Charles didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing. Because of his split personality, he was now able to maintain the physical fitness of wearing 096 around the clock.
"Oh my god! This is definitely a good thing, man! Now we're really awesome."
Listening to the voice in his head again, Charles felt that if he could choose, he would rather not have such a good thing.
"Bang!" The door was pushed open, and the doctor who had been away for a while came back. He took down the empty IV bottle next to him and replaced it with new medicine. "Lie down, and I'll give you the medicine."
"Where are my relics?"
"Don't worry, let me experiment for a while. Psychology is a very complicated subject. Maybe I can find a solution."
"When will my injury be completely healed?"
"Two months."
"Can you hurry up?"
"No! Do you know how badly you're injured? Two months is already a lot of time in advance. I'm letting you know. In order to save your life, I've used some strong medicine. Because of the side effects of the medicine, you may not live to be 40."
Upon hearing this shocking news, Richard immediately took over the conversation. "You are poisonous, right? I just cured a few injuries, but you sacrificed half of my life?"
"Half your life? If I hadn't saved you, would you still have half your life? If someone else had been your doctor, you would have died long ago!!"
Charles accepted this news much faster than having an additional personality.
He interrupted Richard and said, "Doctor, how long have we been away from Sodom?"
"It's been more than ten days. In order to avoid pirates, they plan to take a roundabout route back to the Coral Island." The doctor said and turned to leave.
Feeling the dull pain from the wounds all over his body, Charles knew that his body needed rest, but there was still one thing he hadn't figured out in his mind.
He jumped out of bed trembling, opened his diary, looked at the sea chart he had drawn, and compared it with the previous sea chart.
"This point is England, and this is somewhere else. The angle between the two islands is the sunny sea area. By comparing them, the folk song that has been circulating in Earthsea is wrong. The land of light is not in the north but in the south." Charles' voice was full of determination.
On the nautical chart, the dark sea area in the south has been completely filled in by him, and the thumbtack symbolizing the island has been pressed on it accurately by him.
In the extra sea areas, islands are dotted like stars in the sky, with varying degrees of distance between them.
"Man, this is a bit troublesome. Look at the distance between the farthest islands and the human habitats of Earthsea. With the carrying capacity of the Narwhal, it will run out of fuel halfway through the journey."
"If the pirates of Sodom can go there, we can go there too. There should be supply points between these islands. We just need to find them and then explore the islands behind."
"Okay, I can finally go back. After I get out, I will publish a book. I have even thought of a title, Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Earth and Sea. It will definitely be a huge hit."
Charles lay back on the bed, and just by moving a few times, the bandages on his body began to bleed again.
"None of this matters, I just want to go home."
"Yes, let's go home. It's been 8 years. You know, my sister has grown up, right?"
As Richard kept muttering, Charles slowly closed his eyes.
(End of this chapter)