Chapter 362 Inside the Governor's Mansion (Plus More)

"Touch~!" Charles, who fell heavily on the bed, panted heavily.

"I told you to be lighter. You can see that it is broken. I will use a file to rub off your two teeth another day. This thing is a new textile product from Spider Island. It is very difficult to buy."

Lying in Charles' arms, Anna, who had rosy cheeks, looked at the tattered stockings in her hands with distress.

"It's useless, I saw it myself, and it grew back immediately."

"Can't you just pull it out straight away? You're not a vampire, so you don't need to use it to suck blood."

Anna said and leaned her head into Charles' arms.

Charles lowered his head and kissed Anna's hair, "Speaking of which, Anna, is my mirror that turned into a bat still there? Maybe it will be needed for the next expedition, after all, it is going to the surface exit."

"No, that thing is very dangerous. If you use it too much, it will turn into a monster that is neither human nor ghost. I know your temperament. You can't control that much at first."

Anna just sat up when Charles took her back directly.

At this moment, a white light flashed in front of him, and a pink and tender little girl in a small skirt appeared at the head of the bed. She looked curiously at the family members on the bed with her big eyes with yellow cross pupils.

In embarrassment, Charles quickly pulled the thin quilt beside them onto the two of them. "Win... wink, didn't Lily play with you?"

"Shushu...lazy..."

Anna, who was completely naked, didn't care. She lifted the quilt and walked down, reaching out to hug her daughter.

Under the glittering skirt are not two short legs, but rather soft-looking bright yellow tentacles.

"I still have something to do there, so I'll go back first. You remember to install a telegraph on your ship, and remember to send me a telegram when you find the exit."

With a flash of white light, the two disappeared in front of Charles in an instant.

Charles leaned his head on the pillow, smelling the deodorant that hadn't dissipated in the room, and gradually closed his eyes with a smile on his face.

Everything is going in a good direction, and he likes it.

The next day, in the basement of the Governor's Mansion of Hope Island, this is a spacious place with various training equipment and bullseyes in it.

In this room, Charles quickly practiced his new eyes.

Although he regained his eyesight, he always felt that his eyes were a little bit different from his previous ones, but he couldn't tell if there was any difference, because he just felt that they were not as useful as before.

"Crack!!" The skeleton bullet accurately hit the moving bull's-eye ten meters away.

Charles had just put the gun down when the gunshot rang out again, this time not the bullet fired by Charles, but the bullet fired at Charles.

Charles had already begun to evade the moment the naval soldiers next to him raised their guns.

Charles' figure quickly turned around in the basement. He was so fast that he produced streaks of gray afterimages.

Wait for the gunfire to stop him. Charles, who was slightly out of breath, reached into his clothes, took out a few shriveled warheads and threw them on the ground.

For this situation, he felt a little dissatisfied. His pair of eyes needed more training. Otherwise, on an island fraught with dangers, if there was a slight mistake, his life would be lost. He had to let his body return to its original state good condition.

The maid on the side brought the towels to Charles in both hands. Looking at the muscular body inside the bullet holes in the clothes, she swallowed quietly while blushing.

However, at this moment, the door of the training ground was pushed open, and an old man rushed in aggressively. Looking at the white triangle above his head, he knew his identity.

The butler who was following him said with a distressed expression: "My lord governor, I want this gentleman to go to the waiting room, but his attitude is very tough, and he insists on seeing you in a hurry."

While wiping the sweat off his face with a towel, Charles asked, "What did he say again?"

"The Pope asked me to ask you when you plan to leave again."

"Didn't I say that my crew members need to rest, and so do I. I've only been back for a few days, so I can't wait, let him go first."

After Charles finished speaking, he walked into the supporting bathroom of the training room that had already been prepared, and began to wash the sweat off his body.

When he came out, he found that the other party had already left. This was the fourth time, and the old man didn't bother to send someone to remind him every day.

After taking a shower, he came to his governor's office and began to handle the official affairs of Hope Island. To be honest, Leonardo, the Minister of Administration, and Admiral Bandage of the Navy managed Hope very well, and he could completely ignore it.

But as the governor of Hope Island, of course, he can't ignore it completely. After all, this is his island. If the situation on the surface is not optimistic, then this will be the place where he will spend the rest of his life.

Time passed, and after a quick overview of the general situation, Charles found that Hope Island was quite healthy so far.

Whether it is finance, military, or education, they are all very healthy, but this has a lot to do with Hope Island or the new island that has just been established for three years. Now it is the rising period of Hope Island. If there is any problem, it will be solved as soon as the decree is issued. alright.

If it is an island that has been around for hundreds of years, it is not that simple. Various interest groups collude with each other, and it is very difficult to issue any decree.

After reading the documents all morning, Charles' new eyes were a little sour. He asked the maid to bring some coffee and some raw meat to rest.

After taking a sip of the steaming coffee, he took out his right eye and put it on the table.

The black red spider pounced on the raw meat, piercing it viciously with its poisonous pincers, injecting the digestive juice.

This is the trouble for spiders to eat. They have to use digestive juices to turn the meat into broth before they can drink it.

"Huh? Is this coffee a newly discovered variety? Why does it taste different from the previous one?"

"I heard that it is the seed improved by Admiral Bandage. The test product that was quickly catalyzed was specially sent to the Governor's Mansion. I heard from the people at the farm that this new coffee not only has a larger yield, but also has a better taste."

Charles felt a little surprised. Is this coffee genetically modified? If this ability can be used on bananas as a staple food, maybe the output can be doubled

"This is a big deal, and we have to find time to have a good chat with Bandage about the development potential in this area."

Unknowingly, the coffee in Charles' hand ran out, and he put down the cup in his hand to continue his official duties, but he suddenly felt something was wrong. It always feels like something is missing.

After thinking for a while, Charles looked up at the butler beside him, "Why didn't you see Lily today? Doesn't she usually run around in the Governor's Mansion??"

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