Charles already knew that as long as the relics cooperated with each other, they could achieve the effect of 1+1=2.
For example, his transparent tentacles and lightning, when working together, can give people an electric shock without warning.
But this is only useful for humans. There are no humans on the surface at all. He doesn't even know what he has to deal with. He needs more useful relics.
"Does Governor Charles need this relic? My captain respects you very much. If you need it, he will definitely give it to you." The one-eyed pirate said respectfully.
Charles shook his head slightly. The relic this guy was selling was an offensive relic, but what he needed least right now was an offensive relic.
"If the Governor needs anything, you can ask us directly and we will help you find it." A staff member wearing the blue uniform of the Explorers Association walked up to Charles and asked.
Charles stood up and looked around, and found that everyone's eyes were focused on him.
There was curiosity, envy, and even admiration in their eyes.
Not everyone among the explorers has this treatment, but as a hero who found clues to the darkness, Charles has this treatment. The most important thing is that he is one of them, he is an explorer.
Charles' identity is sometimes very useful, at least among explorers.
"Ahem." Charles cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, I need a relic to save my life, preferably one that can protect me from the gods."
As soon as Charles said this, everyone's face changed immediately. The people of Earthsea must know what gods are.
"Governor Charles, are you saying that there is a god in the dark direction?" A trembling voice came from the crowd.
"I don't know what that is, but in this situation, we can only prepare for the worst. Are you scared? Don't worry, I'll lead the exploration this time."
After hearing Charles' words, some people were immediately dissatisfied. "Afraid? What is there to be afraid of? Isn't it just death? Don't fight with me. I must be the first to go and explore."
"That's right, I'm afraid? The Governor is really joking."
Other explorers responded in twos and threes, saying that they didn't take the damn gods seriously.
But Charles could see that there was a hint of fear in some people's eyes. They were just afraid of being looked down upon by others, but they were still afraid in their hearts.
Charles turned his head and looked at the members of the association beside him. "Your president didn't directly release the news I sent? At this time, what are you still hiding?"
The man lowered his head and said in a very nervous voice: "Sorry, I don't know. It's not my job to be responsible for this. You can ask the president directly. The telegram is on standby for you at any time."
Charles was too lazy to make things difficult for him. Since the danger in the dark direction was deliberately concealed, it seemed that the Explorers Association wanted to conceal the danger and give other explorers the illusion that the danger was not high.
After all, although explorers are not afraid of death, they are not like moths that fly into the fire even though they know they will die.
"Let's talk about this later. Let's get back to the point. Does anyone have what I need? The Relic Research Institute on Hope Island should have quite a few relics that I can exchange for."
Seeing that the Governor of Hope Island had spoken, the others quickly crowded up and presented their relics.
One after another, the strange relics were neatly placed in front of Charles, but after picking and choosing, Charles did not find a suitable relic. However, this was normal, as it was impossible for a relic to fight against the existence of gods.
Just when he was feeling a little discouraged, a masked man came up to Charles with a metal box the size of a grapefruit in his hand.
Charles looked the man up and down for a while, and after confirming that he was a man, he asked him to open the box.
Inside the box was a palm-sized tripod, with a strange skeleton nailed to the center with rusty nails.
Charles couldn't tell what this thing was. It seemed to be made of corals of different colors and the skeleton of a mouse. The relic looked very old as a whole, as if it was a casual work of a lousy artist.
"Can this thing fight against God?" Charles asked.
“You can’t fight it, but it can allow you to escape from the watchful eyes of the gods early, as long as you are willing to pay the price.”
"how to use?"
"To use it, you have to undergo an operation to implant it in your heart while you are conscious."
Charles was shocked. This relic seemed to be really different from ordinary relics. It had to be buried in his heart.
"When you complete the operation, you will be immune to any mental contamination."
"Hmm..." Charles looked at the thing in his hand thoughtfully. Although immunity to mental pollution sounds very good, burying this thing in his heart doesn't seem like a good thing. "What are the side effects?"
"As time goes by, some of its hair will gradually expand along your blood vessels. When it is completely expanded, your body will belong to it, which usually takes about ten years."
Charles was somewhat reluctant to use this relic as the risk was too great, but the relic's abilities were so useful that he was reluctant to give it up.
"What do you need in exchange for this special relic?"
The masked man shook his head slightly. "I don't need anything. Is your ship short of people? I want to get on your ship."
"No." Charles refused decisively. A guy of unknown origin rashly boarded the ship. God knows where he came from. Feuerbach cannot suffer a second loss.
"Governor Charles, I'm not a suspicious guy. We have met before. You should still remember me, right?" The masked man took off the mask on his face.
It was Nico, the man-loving governor of Coral Island, his face heavily painted.
Seeing Charles's surprised expression, Nico smiled charmingly. "Governor Charles seems very surprised. Is he guessing why I'm here?"
"There are too many people here, let's go out and talk." Charles tilted his head towards the door.
Soon, in a quiet room of the Explorers Association, Charles looked at Nico who was holding a cup of coffee in front of him. "Why did you come up here? Shouldn't you stay on the coral island to stabilize the situation now?"
Nico took the silver spoon and gently swirled it around in the black coffee, dissolving the white sugar in the coffee, with a bitter smile on his face.
"My husbands took advantage of the turmoil caused by the death rays to seize the sovereignty of the coral island from me. Now I am not the governor of the coral island. I am just an ordinary explorer."
(End of this chapter)