Besides, that mouse is different from Lily. Her uncle is a real wild beast. If it is released from the island and then controls all the mice on Hope Island, the situation will be out of control.
"No, my uncle is a very reasonable person, and he likes me very much. He definitely doesn't want to be drowned."
"Take a copy of the letter to your uncle first and see how he reacts."
No matter what, they are still living things after all. As long as they are living things, they must live on islands. At least so far, the current interests are the same.
The Narwhal sailed alone on the desolate Gobi Desert, and the crew members began to work according to their duties.
After standing all day, Charles walked towards his bedroom after dinner. His working hours were over and now it was his private rest time.
Generally speaking, apart from the six hours of rest, he still has three hours of personal time.
Of course, this is not absolute. As the captain, he must arrive as soon as any problem occurs on the ship.
"Snap!" The diary was closed. Nothing happened today, so he couldn't write anything down. He only wrote one sentence: everything was normal today, nothing to say.
After thinking for a while, Charles took out his drawing board and began to draw patiently and slowly.
As the paintbrush lightly sketched a few times on the drawing paper, a young man who looked energetic appeared on it.
That was himself, his past self, when he first came to Earthsea. He was dressed very casually in a short-sleeved shirt and jeans.
As the brush continued to expand to both sides, more and more people appeared, including his former first mate John, little Dipper who was a beggar back then, the bandage he met for the first time, Lily surrounded by mice, and Feuerbach.
When the painting was finished, Charles unexpectedly found himself so deeply involved with Earthsea.
He stared blankly at the work in front of him for a long time, then took off the clips, put the painting aside to dry, and then started to paint the second one.
This time he painted his family with his cozy home as the background. Everything else was normal, but when it came to the faces, Charles showed a hint of hesitation.
He couldn't draw the faces of his past family members no matter how hard he tried. No matter how much he added, there was always a missing piece on their faces. He wanted to fill in that missing spot, but he couldn't.
Charles, who was a little annoyed, threw away his pen and took out the bottle of wine from the bottom drawer of the desk next to him.
After drinking two glasses of liquor and feeling dizzy, Charles began to prepare for a rest.
As his breathing gradually became smoother and longer, he fell into sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Charles suddenly opened his eyes as if frightened, and he suddenly found that all his lost memories had returned. Not only that, but there was also something special in them.
The moment I left Floating 068, an extremely special existence appeared behind it.
It is some kind of strange, long skeleton creature, one end of its body extending infinitely toward the sky, and the other end is a skeleton head that looks like a sheep's skull and a human skull spliced together.
Its long, snake-like body was the pale white of some kind of skeleton, and more like liquid than solid, swaying slightly from side to side as it floated in the air.
It is because it wraps around 068 that 068 is suspended in the air.
"Is it the non-existence that Tuba mentioned? No, that's not right. Anna must come and delete this memory, otherwise..." Charles quickly sat up from the bed and reached for the diary on the table next to him.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck~" A strange sound came from outside the window.
The curtains used to block the purple light suddenly fell down for no reason, and a head made of a sheep's skull and a human skull stuck out from the outside, staring at Charles with its dark, empty eyes.
With the sound of breaking bones, the thing suddenly opened its mouth and pounced towards Charles.
"Ah!!" Charles, with sweat on his forehead, was suddenly awakened. After being stunned for a while, he finally came to his senses and realized that it was just a dream.
Sitting on the bed, Charles was about to recall, but found that he could not remember anything.
"What did I dream about? It scared me like this." Charles said to himself.
After thinking for a long time and realizing that he really couldn't remember anything, Charles simply stopped thinking and started to get dressed.
He started his first round of inspections of the day, and when the inspection was over, he did not go to the restaurant to have breakfast, but came to the cockpit to understand the navigation issues of the ship during his rest time.
"Captain, there is no problem. There is nothing in the Gobi Desert. Look, there are various track marks ahead. Other exploration teams have been there, so what are you worried about?" said Dipp at the helm.
Charles flipped through the map on the wall and the current coordinates. "At this rate, it will take about 8 days for us to reach the dark location seen by 068."
"Ah, there are still 8 days left. After so many days of exploration, we have finally reached the day to accept the results. As long as we bring back the darkness, Earthsea will be fine soon." Dipper said with emotion.
Charles looked at him. "There must be two people in the cockpit. Aren't you assigned a helmsman? Where are the others?"
"That guy has gone to release the water and will be back soon. But Captain, it would be better to have a second and third mate on board. How about you promote Norden to the position of boatswain and let me be the second mate?"
Charles shook his head. "The boatswain and the second mate are not in the same system. You will never be promoted to the second mate. Just take care of your deck crew."
Hearing this, Dipper's eyes widened. "Captain, this is not fair. Didn't you become a captain from a sailor? Why can't I?"
Charles reached out and patted him on the back of his head. "Because this is my boat, stop talking nonsense and don't look around when I'm steering."
Dipper was about to retort when he saw his captain's face turn extremely pale, his eyes wide open and staring at the purple mist outside the glass.
"Captain? What's wrong with you?"
"You... did you see it?" Charles pointed forward with trembling fingers.
"There's nothing outside, Captain, are you sure everything is alright? Do you want to ask Linda to come over and take a look?" Dipper asked cautiously. He found that his captain had been acting strangely lately.
(End of this chapter)