Chapter 196 Abnormalities and Regression

Today is the 86th day that I learned how to keep a diary as a captain.

This morning I ate biscuits and oatmeal porridge, today I ate canned meat and mushroom oyster soup at noon, and this evening I ate 100 fish fillets and fried bananas.

I gambled with the sailor and lost 24,000 to Little Jack.

The captain is not feeling well today, and I will patrol for him later.

Dipper held his breath and concentrated on writing in the diary, and when the last word was written, he let out a big breath.

Although the gestures in the notebook were crooked, and some words were big and some were small, but for Di Pu who never went to school, it was already very difficult to achieve this step.

"Writing is really hard, much harder than exploring islands."

Dipper finished feeling, and locked the book, which looked similar to Charles' diary, into the cabinet.

He turned back through the card-playing sailors into the narrow corridor and began his daily round of ships.

Kitchen, fuel tank, water tank, deck, according to Charles' instructions, Dipper carefully inspected every inch of the Narwhal.

This is the task that Charles entrusted to him, and he must do his best to complete it.

After a while of inspections, he came to the door of Charles' bedroom, opened the door and walked in.

"Captain, today's inspection is complete." He said to Charles on the boat, who was covering his head.

"Well...Thank you, my situation should be better tomorrow." Charles' hoarse voice came.

Dipper waved his hands again and again. "It's okay, it's okay. It's only a few days away from Hope Island. I can take care of the inspection of the ship. Captain, you should rest well."

After Dipper finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave when he heard a voice behind him.

He turned around and lifted the emaciated Charles from the bed. He looked at his bloodshot eyes and asked, "Captain, what's the matter?"

After a few seconds of silence, Charles suddenly said, "Did you let 096 create a personality in your mind?"

The corners of Dipper's mouth twitched slightly, and then he smiled mischievously. "No, how is it possible, you also know my—"

"Okay, stop pretending, you can't hide it from me, when did it happen?"

Seeing that he really couldn't hide it, Di Pu scratched his neck and said with a trace of embarrassment on his face: "It's nothing, just last year a group of desperadoes came to Hope Island and planned to make a big ticket, I fought against them At that time, I put the mask on my face for a little longer."

Charles patted him on the shoulder with his hand, "There are people on Elizabeth's side who can prepare the potion for depersonalization. You can go to them after you go back."

Just as Di Pu was about to say something, he seemed to be a different person in an instant. He looked at Charles excitedly. "Captain, do you really want me to disappear? He is Dipper, and I am Dipper."

"No, you're not, you're just created from the relic." There was a trace of coldness in Charles' eyes.

Dipper froze in place with shock in his eyes. After a few seconds of pause, his head drooped, and a trembling voice came out of his mouth. "Okay, since the captain has spoken, I am willing to die!!"

Hearing this, Charles clenched his teeth. Dipper's other personality was also Dipper, which made him feel like he killed his own crew with his own hands, and the headache that had subsided slightly began to worsen again.

Di Pu's expression quickly changed, and he hurriedly introduced: "Captain, let's talk about this matter later. Actually, I get along well with Walker and Jim."

Hearing this, Charles smiled wryly. "There's actually more than one."

He now regrets giving 096 to this kid very much. He told him to use it carefully, but it still caused trouble.

"Captain, this is a trivial matter for me. The three of us can solve it by ourselves. What should we do in your current situation?"

Charles sighed slightly, "I'm fine, you go out."

Seeing a worried Dipper walk out of the room, Charl stood up with all his strength and stumbled to the mirror.

Charles in the mirror was unshaven and very haggard, his eyes were bloodshot due to long-term lack of sleep.

His brain has been having problems since he came out of the V12 island.

At first, it was only the whispering sound that I hadn't seen for a long time came back, followed by bursts of severe headaches, and auditory and visual hallucinations.

Although Charles is not an expert in this field, he can also tell that Anna's tentacles won't last long.

When he was sleeping yesterday, he almost fell into that wonderful illusion again.

"I'm still a little too impulsive. Maybe I should solve this trouble completely before going to sea again." Charles murmured.

He originally thought that Anna's tentacles could solve the problem, but obviously, the curse of the gods was not so easy to solve.

At this moment, everything in front of Charles began to distort again. Charles gritted his teeth and endured. He knew that this situation would only last for half an hour at most, and half an hour would be normal.

The tentacle wriggling sound in the skull was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if it was avoiding something.

Suddenly, Charles felt a sharp tearing pain deep in his left ear.

A black tentacle wriggled and squeezed out of Charles' ear.

That was Anna's tentacles. There was a layer of gray translucent substance attached to the gray whiskers before.

With a flick of the tentacles, the translucent substances were quickly thrown off, revealing the pitted scars below in front of Charles.

There were not many gray roots left on its body, and it was covered with scars at this time, as if something was gnawing on it in Charles's mind.

Shaking off the translucent substances, the tentacles slowly burrowed into Charles' ears.

When it returned to the skull again, the abnormality in the brain disappeared in an instant, leaving only Charles' heavy breath in the cold room.

But at this moment, he didn't feel the slightest bit happy because of this. Charles looked at the jelly-like substance on the ground and muttered to himself, "Damn it, what's going on in my head?"

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On the bustling Hope Island pier, the actual power holders on the island stood in a row, waiting quietly.

No reason, just because the exploration ship of the governor of Hope Island is coming back soon.

Under everyone's gaze, the Narwhal, which had returned from a long voyage, slowly drove into the dock.

Seeing Charles jumping off the boat with a sullen face, Leonardo led a group of members to meet him.

"Master Governor, I heard that you have returned, and the major islands have sent envoys. They have been staying for a long time and want to see you. Look——"

"Let them wait first, I'll talk about it when I'm done." Charles said, walking straight to the Church of the God of Light.

Leonardo turned his head to look at Di Pu who was coming down, "Your Excellency seems not very happy, have you encountered any troubles during this voyage?"

Dipper shot him a look. "Don't ask around, the captain just issued a gag order. Anyone who dares to say a word will throw it into the sea and feed it to the sharks."