At a hastily built house at an outpost in the Gobi Desert, Charles looked at the crowds of sand people standing in front of him.
The atmosphere in the room was a little weird. After hearing Charles' words, everyone except Lilith who knew the inside story showed confusion in their eyes. They didn't know what this thing was.
The people of Earthsea did not have archaeology, and did not pay much attention to the scattered ruins on the islands. Even if someone occasionally cared to leave some records, the Foundation would definitely delete them.
"To put it simply, the Foundation is an organization that once aimed to save all of humanity..."
Charles briefly explained to them and told them the origin of the foundation.
"Dear Governor Charles, what do you need us to do? In order to provide you with the resources you need, the island has been in great difficulty. In order to provide you with supplies, my islanders can only survive on kelp and sea fish."
The other governors seemed afraid that Charles would ask them to do something else. Under the current situation, it was already very difficult for them to survive.
Although they were the governors, the islanders' frightening anxiety and panic also forced them to do the same, so they did not dare to push too hard.
If the islanders' emotions really reach the point of complete collapse, they will be the first to die.
Charles shook his head slightly. "You don't need to use your power to look for them. You just need to know them. If nothing goes wrong, they will find you. And maybe they are among us now."
Having said this, Charles paused and glanced at Jax, the president of the Explorers Association, who had been silent.
Jax seemed not to notice Charles's gaze. He reached out and took off his monocle, wiped it with a silk towel, and put it back on his face.
Charles withdrew his gaze and turned his attention back to the governors in front of him.
"Members of the GK Council, I know you are listening. I have contacted your people in the dark. Although I don't know why you are hiding, please understand that in the current situation, helping each other is the fastest way to resolve the situation."
"If your purpose has not changed and you still intend to save the only human race in Earthsea, please contact me as soon as possible."
After listening to what Charles said, Anna silently opened her right hand. More than a dozen crowded compound eyes grew out from the palm of her hand, quickly observing the expressions of everyone present.
She would immediately notice any abnormal behavior from any of them, but her actions did not yield any results, as the governors' expressions were very normal.
After Charles finished speaking, the meeting continued. Facing the darkness that finally appeared, they needed to consider more things, such as how to avoid material relicization and how to avoid those beings whose power was comparable to that of gods.
Just as Julio was discussing the ship dispatch issue with the Explorers Association, Anna's body had already arrived in front of Charles. Her soft right hand reached out and gently clasped Charles's steel prosthesis.
"Since future exploration will be mainly aerial, all the production lines in the island's factories will have to be changed. This is a huge project and will waste a lot of time. However, if the foundation really cooperates, that will be another matter."
Charles frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "We can't pin our hopes on others. Bring as many airships as we can. We urgently need intelligence from above the darkness."
"Haha, relax, we may not lose yet. Now the technology of all the Earthsea humans has been gathered together, and our power is undergoing a qualitative change."
Seeing Julio's eyes looking at him, Charles put away his thoughts and began to answer his question.
Moreover, in this situation, being able to meet each other, we both have a sense of security with each other, and the feeling of being gradually abandoned by the world has faded a lot.
The sandmen collapsed one by one, and seeing that Charles and his wife had left, Julio was also ready to leave.
Just as Julio was about to leave, an old woman with wrinkles on her face walked out from the collapsed sandman and bowed deeply.
"Respected Lord of the South Sea, His Majesty Julio, do you know how long it will take for us to return darkness to normal?"
Julio looked at her indifferently, "Which island are you in charge of? Since you are in this position, the only thing you can do is cooperate."
"We are cooperating. We have been cooperating. Food, fuel, and various supplies are being sent out continuously. In addition, we are sending people to spread the rescue plans of the adults in the newspapers every day."
At this point, the old woman showed a trace of bitterness on her face. She almost pleaded, "If possible, please hurry up, we... we can't hold on any longer..."
In the extremely magnificent white stone hall in the center of Cat Island, Julio sat on his throne, silently looking at the sand people scattered on the ground in front of him.
The hall is very spacious, and the majestic decoration makes the whole hall exude a solemn atmosphere. As long as people stand in it, they dare not breathe.
Julio was not alone in the hall. There was also a young man with a small beard on his chin standing there quietly. He had heard everything that happened in the previous meeting.
"What do you think of Charles?" Julio suddenly asked.
The young man bowed slightly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. "Governor Charles is very extreme, and he acts very impulsively without considering the consequences. In this situation, he should hide behind and control the overall situation."
"I think that the long years of exploration have not only scarred his body, but also damaged his spirit."
Julio shook his head in dissatisfaction. "No, it is precisely because of Charles' leadership that they rushed into the dangerous surface one after another."
"You have never been to the sea, so you don't understand explorers. They are a bunch of desperate people. Your own life is nothing in front of them. They care more about whether others are fooling them."
"As long as Charles keeps exploring, they will keep following him, because they are really saving all of humanity under the leadership of Charles, rather than becoming cannon fodder to die."
The young man showed disdain on his face, "A bunch of lunatics seeking death, what's the difference?"
Julio's eyes widened, "Put away your arrogance! Apart from the fact that you are the grandson of the Governor of Cat Island, how can you compare to them?"
The young man lowered his head in obedience. "Yes, Grandfather."
(End of this chapter)