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Chapter 217 The world of 41

When Charles was shining with the light of the prophet, his mind immediately woke up. He looked at Lily with a comfortable smile beside him, and a cold sweat suddenly popped out of his body.

What's wrong with me? How could I stay in such a dangerous place for so long?

Charles stood by the window in shock, looking at the humans outside.

When Charles felt creepy when he thought of the smile on their faces just now.

What's going on in this place? Is that big tree the same aura as 1002?

But Charles had no time to think about this, and he turned his head and rushed back to the bed and grabbed Lily.

"Lily, wake up! Let your mouse friends get all the crew back! We must be right away." Charles grabbed Lily and shook it.

"Mr. Charles, wait a moment, wait until I sleep." Lily, with dizzy eyes, rubbed her eyes with her little paws.

The anxious Charles was about to say something when the prophet floating beside him floated in front of him.

"Don't worry about your companions. As long as you go out, they will naturally be safe. If you can't go out, it will be useless if they go out. I can't last long. Go to the dock and leave here."

Charles bit his teeth, grabbed Lily and jumped out of the window next to him, and rushed towards the dock in the distance.

The prophet with purple light quickly followed, and no one he met on the way noticed them, as if at this moment, they were all invisible.

"You knew there was danger here for a long time, so why didn't you tell me in advance??" Charles asked while jumping quickly between the houses.

"I can't tell you, if I tell you, 41 will feel your memory at the beginning, then you will never find it, and the curse of your god will not be lifted."

The prophet's soft body quickly turned and came to the other side of Charles.

"On the contrary, I won't tell you first. I will rescue you when you are completely submerged in the 41 world. This is the safest way at present. I said that I will help you solve the crisis here, and this is also part of my deal with that Devait."

"Are you talking about 41 the tree before? All the abnormalities here are caused by it?" Charles asked, inexplicably feeling that this naming method is a bit familiar.

The prophet stopped talking, twice as fast as he floated forward, and Charles gritted his teeth and quickly followed.

The center of the island was very far from the pier. When Charles ran wildly, the distance between the two points was very slow, but what surprised him was that no matter how fast he ran, his body did not feel any fatigue.

The relaxation of the body did not slow down Charles' tension in a little.

Although there was nothing to chase after him, Charles felt a sense of depression in his heart.

Since he woke up, this bizarre island made him feel stranger.

Slowly, Charles felt the things around him changing. In a trance, he saw hidden eyes growing on the tiles next to him looking at him. When he wanted to look carefully, the things disappeared again.

"Did you notice us 41? I feel something is wrong around me!" Charles kicked his feet hard on a chimney and flew to the other side of the block.

"It's not that it has discovered that since I came out, it has known that it just doesn't care. Where do you think that feeling of comfort came from? The feeling of 41 is assimilating to the perception of anyone entering its world. You'd better not let its emotions turn from indifferent to anger. That kind of scene is really terrible."

When Charles heard this, his pace at his feet accelerated a little more.

As time passed, Charles had approached the dock and he could see the Narwhal's chimney.

But at this moment, a modern house surrounded by four walls next to him stopped him.

It was a modern apartment with green ivy crawlers. Through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, Charles saw a man wearing only four-legged underwear lying comfortably on the sofa.

None of these are the key points. He saw an iron sign hanging on the messy clothes on the ground next to him, which was the identification card used by the foundation to identify members! That guy is from the foundation!

Charles' heart trembled. He never expected that in such a ghost place, he could actually see the members of the foundation.

After traveling around so many foundation ruins, this is the first time he has seen a living existence.

"Prophet! How long can you last in this state of my current state?" he asked to the jellyfish in the air.

"I guess there is still 15 minutes of life left. If you don't want to stay here completely, it's better to hurry up."

After looking at the dock in the distance for a few seconds, Charles made up his mind and said to it: "Wait for me for a minute."

After saying that, Charles jumped down, smashed the floor-to-ceiling window and rushed in.

Facing the man with a slanted scar that rushed into his home, the man twisted his head and said lazily: "Who are you? This is my apartment, please leave."

Charles lifted him up excitedly, "Where is the exit on the surface? Tell me,"

Facing Charles' question, the man answered at all that he had no desire, and his body was sagging towards the sofa without bones. "I'm tired, let me lie down for a while..."

Charles' black blade had already pressed against his neck, but he still didn't care at all when facing the threat of death as if all his meaning was to lie down.

Charles became more and more anxious. This guy was very likely to know the location of the exit. If he could knock out the specific location from this guy's mouth, it would save a lot of time.

"Prophet, can you wake him up?" Charles asked to the Prophet who floated in from the window.

Since the prophet can awaken himself, it is obvious that this family can also return to reason, otherwise there will be no way to communicate in this situation.

"Yes, but if I let him wake up, then the maintenance time will be doubled. Are you sure?"

Charles nodded vigorously, "I'm sure."

The prophet said nothing and circled around the man, and the purple light on his body became even dimmed.

The comfortable smile on the man with shorts disappeared, and his expression was replaced by horror. He grabbed Charles' arm and rushed towards the door next to him.

"Run, run quickly!! All the projects in Area A have failed to contain it!!"

Charles, who was breathing rapidly, slapped her face directly on her face, and the man in the shorts instantly swollen face. "Where is the exit of the surface? Tell me quickly!!"
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