"Hey, why are you missing parts again? Can they grow back?" Anna came over and blew on Charles' bloody ear hole.
Charles tilted his head slightly, distanced himself from Anna, and said with a serious expression: "When you go back, immediately contact the acting governor of Ancha Island and ask him to immediately block the exit and strictly investigate those who come down from the surface. If Margaret wants to go back, she must go through that passage. She can't escape!"
Anna looked nonchalant, "You still have time to think about this? Many of your crew members have been killed or injured. Do you really want to go back and take a look?"
"I'm not a doctor. Linda will take care of those things. Be serious. I'm not kidding you. Margaret's matter is the most important right now. It's the fastest way to communicate from your place."
"What if your bald ship doctor is also about to die? Even though that girl has never played games, she understands the principle of killing the healer first." Anna looked towards the almost scrapped Narwhal next to her.
Hearing this, Charles' heart tightened immediately. He immediately turned his head to look at the explorers next to him who were alert. "Does anyone have an extra ship doctor?"
When Charles and the doctors of other exploration ships rushed back to the deck of the Narwhal, they saw Linda, covered in blood, lying in Odrick's arms on the bloody and bumpy deck.
"Quick!" The doctor with a medical kit rushed over and began to provide treatment quickly.
Charles half-knelt down beside Linda and saw a ten-centimeter scar on her heart that was bleeding continuously. It seemed to be caused by a sharp weapon.
He reached out to touch his neck and found that his pulse was almost impaled. "How did Linda get up here? According to the normal procedure, shouldn't she stay down there and receive the wounded?"
"Ahem... Ahem~~! This is my fault... If she hadn't rushed out to save me, she wouldn't have been attacked by those invisible creatures."
The extremely weak Second Officer Charlie next to him tried to prop himself up, but his weak body was completely unable to do it as the knife wound on his chest had already been sutured.
Charles stood up and looked around. The crew members were dead or injured in a very tragic way, which made his eyes red.
"Governor Charles, I'm sorry, we tried our best, but she is no longer worth saving." A white-bearded doctor stood by and said in a serious tone.
Charles' heart trembled slightly. Another crew member was about to die. How many more would this be
"Is there really no way?" Charles half-knelt down again and asked unwillingly.
"The left ventricle of her heart has been ruptured. Compared to saving her life, I am more curious about how she survived until now. It is a miracle that she is still alive."
Charles looked at Linda's delicate face. She now looked extremely pale, as white as paper.
Every detail of the past flashed through his mind. To be honest, Linda and Charles did not have a very good relationship. It was more of a superior-subordinate relationship. But now she was about to die, and Charles still felt very sad.
Then, the sadness in his heart turned into a tremendous rage towards the Futan Cult. He should have thought of it earlier. These deformed guys would definitely not sit and wait for him to find darkness. This matter was not over yet, and this sneak attack was just the beginning.
Suddenly, to everyone's surprise, Odrick crawled down and bit Linda's neck with his sharp teeth.
Linda's figure instantly bent into a bow, and her mouth opened and a loud inhalation sound came out.
“You, you are…” The doctor next to him was so surprised that he was speechless. Suddenly, an iron hand pushed him out.
"Don't just stand there, go save the others! You don't need to take care of this place anymore."
As the color on Linda's face quickly returned, the fangs slowly popped out of her mouth. She suddenly opened her eyes and stared at Charles' neck.
Charles immediately turned to Lily beside him and said, "Lily! Bring the blood bags from the warehouse! Quickly!"
After wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, Linda stood up steadily.
"How is it? How do you feel?" Charles asked excitedly. His ship's doctor came back.
He didn't care if Linda became a vampire, as long as she was alive, that was better than anything else.
Linda stared at Charles blankly for a few seconds, then raised her right index finger and inserted it directly into the corner of her right eye.
With a sudden pull, she pulled out three long needles that were stuck together in red and white. The red color was not only the blood, but also the rust on the needles.
"Captain, the last believer of the Church of Light has disappeared. Perhaps this religion should not exist at all." Translucent brain fluid flowed out from the inner corner of her eye, looking like crying.
Odrick rushed over from the side and hugged his wife tightly. "It's good that you're okay... It's good that you're okay..."
Just when Odrick was about to help Linda go back to rest, Linda shook her head vigorously, picked up the medical box on the ground and rushed towards the injured crew member next to her.
Looking at Linda's back, Charles felt that something seemed to have changed in her heart.
Charles turned his head and looked at the first mate Bandage who was walking towards him. "The exploration mission is cancelled. Return."
Bandage nodded and walked towards the cockpit without the roof.
At this time, on the Gobi Desert five kilometers away, Margaret stood on the "King", looking coldly at 134 and the Mist Man, clearing the vines off the insects.
A large piece of vines with blood at the roots was lifted up, and "Wang" screamed in pain.
134 looked very unhappy, whispering with his companions and looking at Margaret with ill intent.
Margaret knew that the other party would not attack her at this time. She could not have controlled Sodom for so many years just by being childish.
She walked towards the center of the ship, and her bloody fat was lifted up, revealing the iron hull underneath.
She walked down, and in addition to her bloody footprints on the ground, there were other bloody footprints following her. They were the invisible guards her brother left for her.
"Don't follow me, go and treat your injuries." As soon as Margaret finished speaking, the bloody footprints behind her stopped extending.
She walked into her room and closed the door. Her hair stuck to the wound on her face, causing a slight sting. As the effect of the medicine wore off, the hidden wounds on her body caused by Charles began to hurt.
She lowered her head and slid down slowly with her back against the door. The pain made her tremble involuntarily, and tears welled up in her eyes but never fell.
After all, she is just a 20-year-old girl now. Family changes have forced her to pretend to be strong, but that is always an act. In her heart, she is still the Margaret who was protected by her family.
Compared to the pain in her body, her heart hurts more now.
(End of this chapter)