Charles looked at the girl in front of him with a look of longing, and felt a little moved.

Swan's emphasis on education was something he had never expected before. It was not unreasonable for him to develop so much. Maybe I hope the island can refer to this aspect.

"What knowledge does your college usually teach?" Charles listened while eating.

"There are many majors, including metal materials engineering, electrical engineering, electromagnetic field and wireless technology, many."

"After learning so much useful knowledge, what are you planning to do after leaving school?"

The girl lowered her head hesitantly, "Actually, I want to work in a research institution in the college. At the college is the happiest time in my life. I don't have to think about anything. Just learn interesting knowledge every day. I love the school and I want to stay in it for the rest of my life."

The next second, her eyes lit up, her thin body leaned forward slightly, and she said to Charles with a little pleasure in her voice: "Sir, I tell you something interesting. I heard that the college recently invited the mysterious wizard from the West Sea to start teaching the course. This is really interesting. If we can fully understand magic, maybe we can use magic like using electricity in the future."

The fork in Charles' hand stopped, "Do you think it's possible?"

"Why is it impossible? Look, flame, steam mechanical energy, electricity, these are just manifestations of energy. They can be converted into each other. As long as we fully understand the form of magic, we will master it thoroughly."

"What about the relics? The relics are so magical. Don't you analyze them?"

She stuck out her tongue, "I don't know much about this. I heard that there is a research institution in the island west of the school that is working on this, but I won't go to such an unpopular research direction. If the research team is disbanded by the school, it will be difficult to find a job."

Listening to her words, Charles' mind flashed through his mind, and humans' spirit of exploration of the unknown will never stop.

"When the curiosity of the relics cannot satisfy their curiosity, will they again target the gods in the sea?"

Charles suddenly discovered that this was a circle, a knot that humans could not be untied. It was because of the continuous exploration of the unknown that humans could become the master of this planet.

But ironically, this spirit will eventually bring destruction to humans. The last time it was just a foundation, so this time it may be all humans in the Earthly Sea.

"Can we escape this ending only by always believing in it and worshiping it and begging them humbly?"

A faint despair appeared in Charles' heart. He suddenly realized that he understood the behavior of the Ftanic madman. Perhaps worshiping him as his believer is the best solution for mankind.

"Sir? Are you okay, sir?" The girl looked carefully at Charles who was stunned.

Charles took a breath slowly, removed the messy thoughts in his heart, and inserted a little cold noodles and continued to eat them.

"Sir, I've finished eating. You can enjoy it slowly. I'm really happy to chat with you. I hope I can see you again in the future!" The girl in glasses in front of me put down the bowl and trotted out of the restaurant.

After Charles stuffed the last roll of noodles into his mouth, he pushed the door and walked out.

Such great things as human dangers are all things that big men should consider. He, an ordinary person, cannot be a savior, and his goal has never changed, that is, to return to the surface.

As for what happened after returning to the surface, I was thinking after returning to the surface.

As his stomach was filled, Charles felt a little sleepy and walked out of the restaurant and stopped a car.

"Go to the dock." Charles said to the driver. Lily should come back almost, and she doesn't know where she is going to play.

"Okay, sir, please sit firmly." The car started.

Perhaps because of sleeping, there are many fewer people on the street and the cars are a bit deserted on the road.

The only ones who have no rest are probably in the factories that are emitting black smoke.

"Do they work in two shifts or three shifts?" Charles thought absent-mindedly at the chimney in the distance.

The girl who had just chatted with the vibrant smile and was spliced ​​with the panic expression of the child laborer with broken hands. It was hard for him to imagine that they were people living on the same island at the same time.

Suddenly, Charles felt something was wrong. The scenery outside seemed to be not the way back to the port.

Hearing Charles' inquiry, the driver with a beard on his face roared. "Sir, this is a shortcut, go here faster."

"Is that true?" Charles slowly turned his gaze to the driver's face, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The horror graffiti that should have hung on him had climbed onto the driver's face.

With a click, the driver's entire neck was folded in half, with deep fear in his eyes.

The car, which was uncontrollable, began to shake left and right on the street. "Damn it! What the hell are you doing!"

Charles yelled at the 372 on the driver's face, and quickly reached out to step on the brakes.

As the tires brushed a black line on the ground, the car finally stopped.

Charles, who had just gotten out of the car, saw 372 floating strangely on the roof opposite. At this time, it only had a thin layer but was suspended in the air, looking very strange.

“What’s crazy about it?”

Just as Charles was moved and puzzled, a click sound came out again. A guy twisted into a twist fell from the roof to the ground.

Charles immediately realized that 372 was not separated from the object, and it had just possessed a hidden guy before.

When he saw 372 floating in a dark alley again, Charles' muscles tensed up instantly. Someone was following him, and there were more than one.

"This is on the road in the British Islands! Who dares to attack me in such a place?"

Charles had no time to think about this problem. He stepped on the wall with one foot, rushed directly to the roof, and ran towards the dock.

No matter who attacks you, the most important thing at the moment is to return to your fleet, and the truth is within the range of the muzzle!

Charles ran quickly between the roofs like a parkour, following something from the right side of his body.

It was a red origami bird, with red powder scattering everywhere as its wings flashed.

"Bump!" The bullets shot by Charles tore the paper crane to pieces, and he kicked his feet and rushed in another direction.

"Bang!" Charles' body suddenly froze, and a nearly transparent ray appeared, wrapping Charles tightly in his arms.
Chapter completed!