Chapter 248 Going to the Sea Again.

"Captain...then...painted...live..."

The words of the bandage made Charles feel his scalp tingle, almost subconsciously, he crumpled up the drawing paper in his hand and threw it towards the porthole next to him.

With a "click", the glass of the porthole was shattered by Char's bullet, and the ball of drawing paper flew out of the window along with the glass.

The moment the ball of paper flew out, Charles could even see a wriggling black tentacle protruding from the ball of paper.

"Man, quick! Get out of here!" Charles shouted loudly to the surroundings.

With a low beep, the Narwhal quickly left from the position just now.

"Why did you throw it away? It's just about to come out, so it's not good for you to interrupt it like this." Tuba said with a regretful face while lying on the round porthole.

Bandage stood up and pulled him back, preventing him from looking again.

"That's obviously what I drew in less than a minute, so how could it move?" Charles with a cloudy face couldn't understand what just happened.

After this incident, Charles suddenly understood a problem, that is why there is no illustrated book for recording things in the water in any island library.

Logically speaking, in order to avoid making the same mistakes in the same danger, human beings should write down the enemies they meet and make them into a picture book to warn future generations.

Before, he thought that the humans in Earth Sea were a bit taboo about underwater things, but now he understood that the mysteries of things in the water were beyond human imagination, and simple records might cause fatal trouble.

"Don't read, don't listen, don't talk." Charles added another one in his heart, "Don't remember."

Charles didn't sleep very well that night. Every time he felt sleepy, he would be awakened by a sudden heart attack. In a trance, he always felt that something was looking at him from the porthole, but the night watch mouse next to him didn't respond. .

In the end, Charles found the doctor's medicine, and he fell asleep completely, but even so, his spirit was very bad.

Early the next morning, Charles decided to continue exploring. This place gave him a bad feeling. The longer he stayed, the more dangerous he was. He had to make a quick decision.

There are two purposes for coming here. The first is to find information on the surface exit, and the second is to find 319 and get the data that Aaron put in his head.

There seems to be no clue about the first goal, but there is a high probability of finding the second one.

Tuba has already determined the current location of 319, just go down and find it.

With 319, you can get those data out of your mind, so you can know what experiments the Foundation did before, and you can also know how they disappeared.

Perhaps some clues about the surface and the current situation of the surface can be found from this information.

Charles with a sick face walked along the deserted corridor towards the deck.

Just as he walked to the wall that was still separated from the deck, he heard a faint cry from outside.

"Something in the water came up?" Charles pulled out the flesh and blood revolver in an instant.

"Crunch~" The cabin door opened, and Charles lowered his raised weapon. The cry came from a figure squatting on the bow. His unique green hair allowed Charles to easily identify him.

"What's wrong?" Charles asked.

That figure turned around slowly, it was Feuerbach, his new second officer, with snot and tears all over his face, it was enough to see how sad he was.

He was crying so sadly, his hands were not idle, he was slashing the barnacles on the back of a struggling turtle.

Feuerbach wiped off the things on his face with his clothes, suppressed his grief and said: "The captain is fine, I just miss the disappearing Kevin."

Charles went through it quickly in his mind, and found that there was no crew member named Kevin on board. "Kevin? You mean the disappearing shark?"

Feuerbach, whose eyes were red from crying, nodded his head vigorously, "Captain, do you know? It is the one that has followed me the longest among my sharks, and it turned out to be..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was extremely sad and cried out again.

Charles was amazed that this guy, who looked like he didn't care about anything all day long, turned out to be so attached to his shark.

The choked-up Feuerbach kept telling Charles about the shark named Kevin, regardless of whether Charles wanted to listen or not.

Talking about how it protected itself in the deep sea, how it lay in his arms and acted like a baby, how he used a small brush to clean up Kevin's vomited stomach, and how to pick its sharp teeth.

"Okay, okay." Charles interrupted him, and he also heard what Feuerbach meant. This guy didn't want the shark to take any more risks.

"Get your shark ready, it's non-negotiable."

Feuerbach froze on the spot in astonishment. "Captain, it's all like this, you still want my shark to take risks?!"

Charles looked at him lazily, and turned his head to prepare all kinds of tools for going into the sea. He was the one who wanted to come over at the beginning, and since he came here, he must have the awareness that he must die.

Although Feuerbach was very resistant, the captain ordered that a decision must be made.

Glumly, he quickly got the sharks ready and murmured softly about Charles' callousness while holding them.

After the doctor handed over the round black herbal medicine, "You have already taken this medicine once, and your injury has not healed, I advise you not to stay here for too long."

"I'll come up as soon as possible, just to get one thing this time."

"Also remember to stop for a while when going up, so as not to get decompression sickness again."

"Understood." Charles, who was wearing a leather suit, spoke in a somewhat majestic voice.

"Hmph, I never believed what you said. I think I'd better prepare the healing potion first." The ship doctor turned and walked towards the cabin with a look of disgust.

"Touba, which door is 319?" Charles asked to a group of bald old men holding a mouse.

"No. 7, the last time I saw it was at Gate 7."

Chewing the astringent herbs in his mouth, Charles walked towards the side of the boat.

After the previous situation, the other crew members were obviously very nervous, but the captain was going to the sea, so they couldn't help at this time. I can only cheer for my captain in my heart.

The icy sea water drenched Charles' whole body again. After giving Lily a thumbs up on the side of the boat, he began to dive below the surface of the sea led by the red shark.

The sea water is still as cold as ever, darkness is the only color here,

Charles and Feuerbach silently dived straight down.