"Where did you go tonight?" Charles asked in his mind.

Since Lily didn't see herself, it must be Richard.

"Hey, aren't you hooked on fishing recently? Isn't this just taking my own time to try new hobbies? Why, you have to worry about this too?"

Hearing Richard say this, Charles stopped talking and continued to draw his new painting.

Time passed by little by little. When the last detail on the drawing paper was added, Charles took out his pocket watch and looked at it, directly letting go of control of his body, and it was time for another personality.

Richard hummed a song and began to take out a new diary, and began to conceive his book "Twenty Thousand Miles of the Earth and the Sea"

Rush, the pen tip stroked across the dry paper, leaving lines of smooth text.

The content inside is a relaxed story about a boy named Mire's adventure in the sea. The chapters are full of funny memes on the surface and all kinds of nonsensical jokes. Every time when I write a joke, Richard will laugh out loud.

Although only four hours have passed, most of Richard's novels have been completed.

"Hey, buddy, how are you watching this joke? I'll tell you, saying that one day Mire accidentally made a series of farts at home, but the grandmother who was knitting a sweater next to him quickly stood up and said, "Children hurry up and open the door, your second uncle drives the tractor back-hahahahaha!"

Before the joke was finished, Richard himself laughed and slapped on the table, hammering it hard.

After a while, seeing that there was no reaction in his mind, the crazy laughter on Richard's face slowly subsided, turning into a proud smile.

He threw the pen in his hand casually, pushed open the window and jumped out.

He was wearing a dark blue captain's suit and jumped quickly on the roofs of various buildings like an acrobat.

"Swoosh!" Richard jumped, his body rolled rapidly in the air, and finally stopped steadily at the dock where various ships were docked.

Looking at the black and red steamship in the distance, which was twice as big as the Narwhal, he jumped out and was about to walk there, but immediately took back his foot. "No, no, that guy wouldn't do this."

Richard put his hands on his face and kneaded them. After a few dozen seconds, he suddenly retracted his hands. Richard, who had just been full of flamboyant and disdainful, disappeared. Charles' expression of long-term firmness and a hint of fatigue appeared on the face.

"Cough~huh~ cough." Richard pinched his throat with his prosthetic limb, and raised his foot to walk over there.

As soon as he jumped onto the boat, Elizabeth came up in a tall white captain's suit and held his arm with his hands. "Charles, why are you here so late today?"

"Well... I've been delayed in some matters, how is the family doing?" Charles said coldly.

"In the cabin, I heard that there is a breakthrough in what you explained. What are you busy with? It's mysterious."

"It's nothing, I'll tell you when the matter is resolved." "Charles" led her to the cabin next to her.

The ship is very large, and there are three levels of cabins, and the styles of each floor are very different. The people in the cabin don’t look like they eat at sea. Most of them are mainly purple robes and a pointed hood on their heads.

They looked at Richard's attitude, with a hint of curiosity in their respect.

This guy has been doing something with their patriarch these days, but everyone doesn't know what they are doing.

Under their gaze, Richard and Elizabeth came to the last floor.

The last layer is full of books, densely packed with books, piled up in piles.

An elderly man with deep nasolabial folds on his face sat behind a table filled with books, as if he was looking at something.

Hearing the footsteps slowly approaching, his eyes glanced from the reading glasses toward the front, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face. "Ah, it's Mr. Charles, tell you a good news to eliminate your other-"

"Cough...cough cough!" Richard suddenly coughed a few times.

The old man looked at Elizabeth next to him and took back what he was about to say.

"You go out first." Richard pulled his arm out of Elizabeth's arms.

Elizabeth looked at each other curiously for a few glances between them and nodded. "Well, you guys are busy, I'm outside."

Listening to Elizabeth's unique high-heeled boots slowly fading away, Richard rushed to him with some excitement and asked, "How is it, is there any progress?"

The old man nodded, turned around and walked toward a pile of books. As he raised his left hand lightly, the messy books opened their pages and flew away like birds, revealing a secret door.

A clang sounded, and Charles followed the old man in behind.

The space inside is not big, at most half the size of a bedroom. In addition to some bottles and jars, there is also a man in a mask of 096.

His limbs were locked tightly by chains, and he could not shake his mask no matter how much he shook his head.

"Look." The old man made a random move with his left hand, and a blue translucent figure broke away from the man. He pointed to the translucent humanoid figure and said, "I have studied this relic you gave for a long time before I discovered that the reason why it can add the host personality is that it has changed the number of the stars in the soul, and it--"

"Wait, I don't want to know this, I just want to know how to get rid of another without affecting one personality."

The old man looked at Richard meaningfully. "Have Mr. Charles used this relic too? So who is the personality of the person who talked to me?"

"You don't have to worry about whether you have taken it or not. What you need to know is that as long as you solve my problem, Elizabeth will give you five percent of the island." Richard looked at him with a smile.

The old man looked at the young man in front of him deeply, and after a few seconds, hehehe laughed.

"I have parsed out the changes in the soul that the relics have made. Next, I can adjust the potion. Don't worry, in terms of soul knowledge, no one in the entire Earth Sea is better at than the patriarch of the Gant family."

"Very good, how long will it take to make it?" Charles' eyes were eager.

"Actually, in order to express my sincerity for our cooperation, I have prepared the soul-condensing potion. I know you need this very much." The old man raised his dry left hand, and a bottle of glass as big as a palm slowly floated in front of Richard from the sleeve of his robe.
Chapter completed!