When West heard this, he looked at his companions around him. Only then did he realize that the people who came with him were small characters such as sailors and chefs.

"So that's it, no wonder I always feel that the people on the boat are always divided into two sides."

"Yes, they are different from us. When they first explored Hope Island, one of them was counted as one. Now they are all big figures on the island. If it weren't for the guy Alderick being a vampire and not suitable for coming out, I probably wouldn't have stayed on the boat." The chef next to him explained to West.

A hint of excitement appeared on West's face. "If I had known that the exploration boat was so simple, I would have participated. In fact, there was an Explorer Association where I was on before."

"There is no such a good thing. This voyage is the best luck. We just need to take it on the boat. But the dangers I encountered before were more dangerous. Just say last time, Boss Dipp..."

The sailor was stopped by the eyes around him as soon as he was halfway through his speech.

He touched his nose and said nothing. The crew was not allowed to discuss and explore the details on the island, and he almost forgot.

Chef Planck, with a hint of solemnity on his double chin face, said to West: "The contracts you signed on board are not a matter of trouble, you must abide by the confidentiality agreement."

Seeing that the atmosphere in the car was a bit strange, Wester didn't ask anything else, he nodded and waited quietly.

The crowded car soon arrived at the administrative department. Looking at the bright floor and the crystal clear chandeliers, West became a little timid for a moment.

The other crew members were very familiar with each other, following a woman in a short skirt and heading towards a side door, with West following behind.

"Do you need to transfer directly to your bank account or cash?"

When he heard the golden-eyed man behind the desk say this, West shuddered, "Cash, I want cash."

The man in glasses took a look at him with some surprise, took out a document and wrote it. "Please go to the special counter No. 9, British Bank, Island East."

Seeing the numbers on the paper, West felt dizzy. He didn't know how he came to the bank. But when the sack of green echo coins were sent to him, he suddenly woke up.

He can't make so much money in his lifetime when he takes the anti-battle bag on Ho Fangdao, but now it's in front of him.

Smelling the unique smell of seaweed by Echocoon, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Walking out of the grand bank gate, he held the banknotes, and didn't know what to do for a moment.

"By the way, I want to send a telegram, I want to tell my mother and younger brothers and sisters that I'm rich!! I want to take them all over."

West rushed into the nearest telegraph office with interest and reported the exciting news to his family.

At this time, Charles had already arrived at the Governor's Mansion and lay on the soft sofa that could almost trap him in.

He knew that his current goal was to contact the Governor of England and ask if he could customize the submarine, but at a moment, he suddenly didn't want to move anything and wanted to lie quietly forever.

He missed Anna a little and wanted to hold her hand and talk quietly.

Charles didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was already the next day. He didn't wake up naturally, he was woken up by the sound.

On the table in front of him, a group of colorful mice were fighting for something. "Lily?"

The mice stopped and looked at Charles in unison. Lily did not emerge from it.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing Charles' inquiry, the mice quickly dispersed and pushed a small wooden box up.

Looking at the slender antenna on the box and the familiar knob, Charles became interested. "Is this... a radio? Show me."

Charles gently twisted the knob on it, and there was indeed a noisy voice inside.

Although the sound section is full of noise and the volume is pitifully small, it is indeed the radio.

After quickly disassembling and checking, Charles found that this thing had no power supply, it was just an ore radio with a very simple structure.

This kind of thing does not require power and can accept signals.

The intermittent voices inside the radio came into Charles' ears.

"Friends, the world...is annoyed, you can't eat well and wear well, and you don't even have a partner, controlled by desires, come on..., come on..., join us, as long as you join us, you will not only get enough food and clothing, but also get a lifelong wife and husband who will accompany you..."

"Cult of Light?" Charles slowly made a question mark in his mind. He was not surprised when the radio appeared. The technology of the Earth Sea has almost reached this node, but the content inside is really surprising.

He started to move again and found that there were only three stations inside, the other station was used to slander the Ftanic religion, and only the last station was playing the song, and this song was also a hymn to praise the God of Light.

"Where did you get this thing?"

The mouse ran out, and a newspaper was dragged to Charles. He opened it and saw that the information inside surprised him.

"Just today, Governor Swan, the British District Governor, announced a major news that in order to show that he is a better governor than those losers, he has increased the latest products from all the institutes in various universities to the British District Islanders for free!!"

"This is a big news. Everyone knows that Governor Swan has always been selling as high as possible for all kinds of mechanical products he has mastered, but this time he is so generous. Maybe he is making use of this to stabilize the hearts of those floating people who have been suppressed by the island."

"Anyway, free stuff is always good, if he does, then he will be the most generous governor of the entire ocean! Let's look forward to what he will give to everyone."

Putting down the newspaper in his hand, Charles walked to the balcony and looked down.

I found that the islanders below were also holding the ore radios in their hands, fiddling with relish.

He seemed to feel that he had been going back and forth for more than two months, and Hope Island's technological level has improved a lot.

Thinking of the contents on the radio, Charles knew that it would be impossible without the cooperation of the God of Light behind these things.

Charles is very sure that the church has obtained technology from New Territories City not only in terms of media. If other technologies are also improved, it is much better than this ore radio.

But now he doesn't let go of anything else, but only lets out this one, which is very interesting. You must know that with a radio, you must cover the platform in the North Sea, which is a huge effort.

"These guys are brainwashing them through the radio and want them to join the God of Light."
Chapter completed!