Chapter 187 The Narwhal Sets Sail!

"How else can we explore? See how many islands are on the sea chart. According to the allocation, let the exploration ships of other ships go to the island to explore first. If they can't figure it out, I will go up."

Since Charles has the power of the entire Hope Island behind him, he certainly makes the most of it as much as possible.

But facing Charles' answer, the Pope was not satisfied. He shook his head and said, "No, only you can explore these islands, and no one else can go up."

"Why?" Charles frowned.

"Illuminati has issued a new oracle. Only by following the oracle can you get the sea chart, otherwise we cannot give you the sea chart."

Charles was really tired of the God of Light mentioned by the Pope, so he didn't believe it anymore. Without the help of the God of Light, wouldn't he be able to find the surface?

"Forgive me for not complying with this condition. If you want to give the sea chart, you can give it. If you don't give it, forget it. I will find other ways."

A surprised expression appeared on the Pope's face. Captain Charles, who was desperate to return to the Land of Light, could actually endure the temptation of the chart?

According to his judgment, this reckless young man would agree to his terms.

Seeing that Charles was not joking, the stone statue of the pope said: "Well, I can tell you the reason why the God of Light did this, let everyone else leave, this matter is of great importance, and it can only let you One knows."

Charles snapped his fingers, and the others in the hall quickly backed out.

Hu En led the other believers of the Illumination God to retreat quickly. Before leaving, he threw a ball on the ground, and something like a bubble quickly wrapped Charles and the Pope in it.

One person and one statue inside the bubble opened and closed their mouths, but no sound came out.

The expression of Charles in the bubble was calm at first, then shocked, and then he retorted excitedly, and finally his face darkened

The bubble lasted for less than half an hour before disappearing. The stone carvings were removed by the believers of the God of Light, leaving a box of charts on the ground in front of Charles.

Seeing Charles, who was frowning, sitting there rubbing his head, Charles' crew quickly surrounded him.

Lily first couldn't hold back her curiosity, jumped onto his lap and asked, "Mr. Charles, what did he tell you?"

Charles stroked the sky-blue hair on her body and shook his head without answering.

After dozens of seconds, he seemed to have figured something out, and turned to look at the bandages aside. "Chief officer, cancel the recruiting relationship of all the explorers recruited, and return the assembled exploration ships to the navy. This time, we will set off on our own for this exploration."

"Captain, why?!" Everyone's faces were full of disbelief.

Exploring the island with a boat is absolutely different from exploring the island with a group of people. With other people exploring the way, both efficiency and safety can be greatly improved.

To do so is to make a joke of your own life.

Charles looked at his excited crew and said slowly, "Everyone, do you trust me?"

Seeing them nodding, Charles said again: "I can't say too much about this matter. I guarantee with my life that we have a good reason to go to sea alone."

"Captain, what is it? Can't we even tell?" Dipper asked with a blank face.

"No, it's a big deal, I have to do it."

Seeing the expressions of the crew gradually soften, Charles smiled faintly. "Thank you for your understanding. Let's go to the map. Our target is hidden in it."

The box was opened, and inside was a huge sea chart. This sea chart was far larger than the chart published by the Explorers Association, nearly three times the size.

The second laboratory, the third laboratory, New Territories City, and various islands of the foundation are all on it.

Charles' Hope Island was originally one of the most marginal islands explored by humans in the Earth Sea, but what he never expected was that there were more islands further north of Hope Island.

All kinds of islands are like stars in the sky, arranged sporadically.

Frowning, Charles looked at the chart in front of him, looking for his next target.

The Foundation came down from the surface. There must be an exit to the surface among these charts, but with so many islands, which one is the most likely?

There are no clues at present, and Charles really doesn't know which basis to rely on.

Just as Charles was looking at the chart with his brows furrowed, the fat man who sent him the prosthetic before bumped into a box and walked over. "Governor, the things from Icha Island have been sent."

Under the eyes of everyone, the pillow-sized box was opened, and inside it was a metal iron box of about the same size, with various complicated and mysterious inscriptions painted on the iron box.

"Please... please... kill... please..." Ruoyou Ruowu's voice came from inside the box.

"Shouldn't the stuff inside be part of 1002?" Charles thought to himself.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a piece of paper beside the box,

"It's been a long time, Charles. Where have you been for the past three years? I'm really worried about you. I'm on my way to your island now. Wait for me there. The following record is how to use the activation box. A hole is dug in the center of the cabin, and the activation box is put in and completely welded, and finally the stick is broken, and the activation of the hull is completed.”

"Stick?" Charles looked around, and saw a stick as thick as an index finger beside the reactivation box.

"Mr. Charles, what is this? Is there food in it?" Lily asked.

Charles glanced at his crew, picked up the box and walked outside. "Let's go to the pier."

In the dim bilge, under the light of the oil lamp in the bandage's hand, Charles used the black blade to quickly dig out a small hole in the bottom of the steel boat, and put the box in his hand.

A minute later, the dazzling welding light slowly disappeared, and the box was completely sealed inside.

"Stand back," Charles said.

Seeing them all watching from afar, Charles took out the stick. "Kacha" the wooden stick was broken,

With the sound of an old man chanting a spell full of reverberation sounded from the stick, there was a buzzing sound from above the bottom bin.

James exclaimed in surprise: "Captain, the vortex furnace started to burn by itself!"

Listening to the motive like the breathing sound of the hull, Charles showed an excited smile on his face, "Go, go up, and meet our old friends."

As soon as Charles stepped onto the deck, the Narwhal began to make a rhythmic whistle.

Watching the rapid rotation of the front deck gun, Charles could even feel the excitement of his own ship.

Charles touched the edge of the boat with his hand, a faint smile appeared on his face. "Friend, long time no see."

The side lanyard twisted and rubbed lightly against Charles' leg.

"Woo~~~!" The whistle sounded again, and Charles seemed to have heard the meaning inside it.

Charles patted the rope with his hand, and took the chart from Dipper's hand.

After looking at this chart for a few seconds, his index finger clicked on the coordinate closest to Hope Island. "Here it is, Narwhal! Pull anchor and set sail!!"