Chapter 683 Letter
The huge Narwhal slowly floated in the dark and deep sky, constantly approaching the destination.
In the cockpit, Dipper nervously looked at the compass and the watch on his wrist, and beside him stood Charles and Nico who were doing the same as him.
The compass, which was supposed to point directly to the south, trembled as if electrified.
"Five minutes are up, turn right." As the circular rudder wheel began to rotate continuously, the Narwhal in midair began to change direction.
After repeating such scenes several times, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the beating of the compass gradually weakened.
"Captain, the foundation's map is really helpful! If they hadn't reminded them, anyone who enters such a ghostly place will lose their way." Di Pu, who was at the helm, said.
Charles looked at the map in front of him. This map was drawn by him. As an excellent painter, the details of this map are very detailed.
"Don't be distracted, this road is close to the dangerous purple area, try to drive through it, if that thing comes out, it will be in big trouble."
"Captain, why do you want to redraw the picture? Take the thing that the Foundation gave you, okay?" Nico asked with some doubts.
"Wow~!" The map in Charles' hand turned to the second page again, "The map with drawing is the same, it's not as intuitive as a three-dimensional map, and it's just a little more troublesome."
"But in case we keep that communicator handy, if the foundation puts some tracking programs in it, then our lives will be completely in their hands, so we must be cautious."
Charles had been attacked once before, and he didn't want to be attacked again halfway, even if the other party was now an ally.
Nico nodded knowingly, "Well~, that's true. I'm also not completely relieved of those guys."
Seeing that the next route was not dangerous, Charles stuffed the map in Nico's pocket and walked out of the cockpit. "Look tight here, I'll look elsewhere."
"give it to me."
After coming out of the cockpit, Charles began a cabin-by-cabin inspection. He has to do this kind of boring but very important thing every day. Although Lily's mouse is on guard, there is no harm in having an extra layer of insurance.
Kitchen, dining room, fuel tank, water tank, turbine cabin, crew lounge, every corner of the Narwhal has been spared.
Just as he walked into the door of the crew lounge, he saw the resting crew playing cards. It also includes Norden, who is hunched over.
The tall green body he controlled was playing cards with one hand while writing on paper with the other hand to communicate with other crew members.
"Are you bullying that I have no eyes, and teamed up to lie to me? Why have I never won so many games?"
The smiling Orderic quickly retorted, "How is it possible, are we that kind of people? Let me tell you, having eyes and not having eyes is the same thing. Look at me playing cards when I had no eyes. It’s not about winning when you want to win, it has nothing to do with eyes, it’s about luck and technology!”
Another vampire sailor was there to help. "That's right, that's right, don't play tricks, kid, you've already transfused three liters of blood, I'll keep it accountable."
Plank, who was clutching his neck, scolded angrily, "You bastards are crazy, you sucked Norden's blood, did you drink it?"
"Whether you want to drink or not, you have to drink it before commenting. You have to try everything bravely. What if it is delicious?"
Listening to their conversation, Charles withdrew satisfied. He was worried that Norden would not be able to adapt, and considered letting him retire directly. But now it seems that Norden is still the same Norden, and his relationship with other crew members has not changed at all.
After exploring other places, there are only some small compartments that have not been inspected. The space on the Narwhal is limited. Apart from the captain, the only ones who can have personal space are the first mate, the second mate, and Grace.
The second officer was on duty. After walking around the smelly room, Charles came out and came to the door of the first officer's room.
The door knocked, and the green vines at the door were opened. The moment Charles entered the bandage room, he felt as if he had come to a green rainforest, and the air was very fresh.
The small room is full of various plants interlaced with each other, and the growth is very lush.
"Can you collect this ability of yours, or should you collect it first, it's such a waste."
Bandage shook his head, and pointed to the wide open window on the right wall, where there was a row of black leaves that looked like morning glory. "Without wasting much this plant can collect moisture from the air"
Unexpectedly, Charles walked over, and was surprised to see that there was a dusty membrane growing inside the spiral leaves, and scattered small water droplets hung on it.
"Not bad! Where did you find this plant? If you bring more and spread it, the problem of fresh water on board can be solved!"
"The corrected...relic.ritual of the foundation...before I modified it, and I found...a relic that matches the relic in my body. So...my abilities are more...some new changes. "
Hearing this, Charles frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied that the other party rashly used his body for experiments.
"That thing should at least be tested by others first. Why do you want to use it on yourself so directly?"
The bandage shook his head, "It doesn't matter. The risk is not very..big. It's worth the risk and I can't wait"
Having said this, a vine wrapped a letter and sent it to Charles. Charles opened it and found that it was a letter from Bandage's brother.
elder brother
How are you up there? My mother, my sister, and I are all worried about you. I have been working in a cannery for half a year now.
Now all kinds of food are being made into cans, even kelp is also made into cans. For this reason, the factory has to work overtime every day, and the skin on my hands is soaked and rolled up.
But when I think that my brother can eat the canned food I made, I don’t feel tired at all. My sister works in the newly opened machinery factory. She said that her job is to paste something on the machine, so don’t worry about her. The higher the terrain, the easier it is to work, and the mother is with her.
Taking advantage of the rare vacation time yesterday, we rented a small boat and came up to us and the basement. Mom didn't say anything, but I could feel the sadness in her heart.
Brother, if you can, please bring back the darkness. After you left, I was the only man in the family, but looking at the gradually rising sea water, I was really scared. The place to live has become more and more crowded, and some people even have to sleep on the boat.
Hanks Mark