Hearing what her father said, Shanshan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Isn't this normal? There are so many carnivorous creatures in the sea, no matter how many corpses there are, they won't eat them."
"But what about the bones? There are nearly ten million people in the British Isles. Why can't we see a single bone?" Although Charles' strength was much stronger than before, he still didn't feel at ease.
"Maybe they are all good kids who are not picky about food and they ate all the bones. You see, human bones are still very nutritious." Compared with her nervous father, Shanshan seemed to be indifferent. As she got older, the threat that the Earthsea could pose to her was getting less and less.
Charles did not refute Shanshan's twisted logic anymore. He gave Bandage a look, indicating that he should put the naval fleet into wartime preparations.
After advancing slowly for a while, the fleet finally arrived at the naval headquarters on the British Isles. The searchlights of several warships shone over, illuminating the sea in front of them as bright as day.
The entire military fortress collapsed, half on the island and half underwater. The fortresses equipped with cannons did not disappear with the sinking of the island, but remained quietly at a depth of 3 meters underwater. Looking down from the sea surface, they looked like underwater green tombs.
After Bandage picked up the black walkie-talkie and said a few words, the ships began to drop anchor one after another. The Hope Island Navy lowered the small boat and began to move.
They split into two groups, one going to the seabed and the other to the island.
The sound of horns, whistles, and engines dispelled the silence of the entire tomb. The sailors carefully identified everything inside the British Isles naval base. Their attention was focused on papers and differential machines. This was why they came here.
The reward of two-level promotion in rank for successfully finding the mechanical heart made everyone very motivated. Under the bright searchlight, a bustling construction scene unfolded in front of Charles.
"Dad, it's time for dinner. Are you hungry?" Shanshan took out an apple from her stomach and put it in front of him.
"You eat, I'm not hungry." Seeing that the security had been deployed all around, Charles took out the diary from his arms and opened it.
The next second, Charles felt a slight heaviness on his shoulder, and his daughter, who was sitting on it, looked at the contents of the diary curiously.
"Idiqfutan God. Tavier, Dad, are you recording those gods?"
The white and slender fingers reached out and pushed Charles' hand away, "No, are you analyzing God?"
"If you really want to gain the power of God, then of course you must first understand it." Looking at everything he wrote above, various images of the Earthsea gods flashed through Charles' mind, and it seemed as if those awkward murmurs rang in his ears again.
"Tell me, apart from 005 Taviel, why don't other gods come into contact with humans? Are humans really of no use to them?"
"If we become gods, will we become like them? Will we have to abandon our humanity to become gods?"
Shanshan looked down at her hands, frowning as she pondered something. "I don't know. Maybe when I grow up, I'll know."
Looking at the contents of the diary, the father and daughter fell into deep thought at the same time.
As time passed, many things in the naval base were cleared out, but what Charles wanted was not found.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, the workers began to take turns and Charles began to prepare for rest.
The sound of waves outside the window and the slight shaking of the ship made Charles fall asleep quickly. He was more adapted to the sea than to land.
That night, he had several dreams. He dreamed that after Anna became a god, she became a kind of existence that could not be looked at directly, and she no longer responded to his calls.
After becoming a god, she approached the seal of God Futan, and he was awakened by the moment God Futan opened his eyes.
Rubbing his aching head, Charles looked at Shanshan who was flipping through a book beside him. The facial features on her face had all disappeared, replaced by green eyes with cross pupils.
With so many receiving organs, Shanshan can read very quickly, taking only two seconds to read one page on average.
Charles shook his head, threw back the quilt, walked out of the cabin and headed towards the toilet.
After solving the hygiene problem, Charles walked to the window and looked at the still brightly lit outside.
"It seems that it is a bit troublesome to find this thing. I don't know if I can find it." Charles muttered to himself, and then walked along the corridor towards his cabin.
But just when he had taken a few steps, a figure suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor in the distance. Judging from the blue uniform he was wearing, he should be a navy man.
But now he stood there with his head down, motionless, looking a little weird.
Suddenly he moved, and the navy soldier swayed his body towards Charles.
"What is that?" Charles opened his hand slightly, and the mechanical arm instantly turned into a spear hook.
He had just pointed the tip of the spear at the man in front of him when his keen hearing detected snoring coming from the man's nose. The man was asleep.
"Sleepwalking?" Just as this thought flashed through Charles' mind, the soldier suddenly stopped, raised his hands and began to signal with flags.
"Leave, danger. Leave, danger." The sleeping guard kept making flag signals representing these two meanings.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Charles' brows slowly furrowed. This guy was definitely not sleepwalking.
"Who are you? Who sent you?" Hundreds of completely transparent tentacles stretched out from all around the corridor tunnel and surrounded the man.
Hearing Charles' question, the sleeping soldier began to take off his clothes, and soon his pale chest appeared in front of Charles, with a black tattoo on his entire upper body.
It was a miserable human-shaped tattoo with limbs bound and mouth and eyelids sewn shut with needles.
Charles knew it. This guy was a project held by the first generation of the Foundation in the underwater city! It had once attached itself to him for a while.
"Why are you here?" Charles quickly retracted his tentacles, walked up to the tattoo and asked.
At the beginning, Charles reached some kind of deal with Tattoo and they left peacefully in the end. Moreover, he is still friends with Tuba, so Tattoo can barely be considered an ally.
Charles' words seemed to wake up the naval guard, and he looked at his hands in panic, constantly making flag signals.
"Governor, what's wrong with my body?" the guard asked Charles hesitantly.
But Charles didn't have time to pay attention to him at this time. All his attention was on the meaning of the other party's flag signal. "There are things underwater, a lot of them, and they are coming soon."
After a brief second of thinking, Charles' body instantly disappeared from the corridor and teleported directly to the deck. He said to the bandage standing there: "First mate! Let everyone return to the ship first! We will teleport away immediately!" At this moment, Charles chose to believe the tattoo.
Hearing the solemnity in Charles' voice, Bandage ordered his subordinates to retreat immediately without asking any questions.
But his order was already a little too late. A rotten electric pole on the right side of the ship that was inserted into the sea water shook slightly and slowly stood up from the cold sea water.
(End of this chapter)