This sound is different from the previous whisper. The sudden explosion in the ears is as harsh as firecrackers and the volume is huge, followed by a strong tinnitus.

Charles clenched his back teeth, covered his prickly ears with his hands, and endured the pain.

The bandage next to him supported Charles' body with both hands, and his mouth with green moss opened and closed, as if he was saying something.

But at this time, Charles couldn't hear it at all, and the roar filled with irritability in his ears rang again.

“Ywaq gag qam, lwhuk h'iwn agthu!!”

Charles felt a terrifying smell of anxiety began to spread around him, and the pain in his ears increased. The blood in his body began to flow faster, and his mouth opened and gasped.

A nameless anger ignited gas in Charles' heart, and everything in front of him turned red. His eyes suddenly glared at the bandage beside him, and his fingers sometimes opened and sometimes closed.

A desire suddenly emerged in his heart, driving him to pinch his eldest mate's neck and use all his strength to pinch it down.

Charles knew that this feeling was definitely not right, so he closed his eyes and forced himself to endure it.

However, when he came to his senses again, he was frightened to find that he was already doing this, and the bandaged neck had already shrunk under his pressure.

"Ahhhhhh!" Charles let go of his hand tremblingly, and he clenched his right fist and kept slamming his face. "Hurry up!! Lock me! Lock me quickly!"

"Swoosh swish swish swish~" The rope on the deck shot over instantly, and they twisted and quickly wrapped around Charles' body, tied his body firmly.

The captain's abnormality attracted the attention of all the crew members. They looked at the twisting Charles nervously, and the relaxed atmosphere above the Narwhal suddenly became a little solemn.

This abnormal state did not last long. Half an hour later, Charles, who had broken three ropes, finally calmed down. His whole body was soaked in sweat, looked like he had been fished out of the sea.

His body changed a little, and his white skin had some dark red spots.

But Charles didn't pay attention to these things at all. The first thing he did when he woke up was immediately looking at the bandage beside him. After finding that he was standing beside him like nothing happened, he collapsed on the ground.

"Ahem~" Because of the roar, Charles felt that his throat was injured, and he felt that his mouth was full of rust.

"There is a problem with this kind of thing, and extraordinary power is not so easy to obtain." Charles thought to himself.

Linda walked over and immediately checked Charles' mental state, but the result was not very good.

"Your spirit seems to be polluted again, but it is a little different from the mental pollution caused by the previous murmurs. I can't handle it. I need to go back and discuss with the teacher."

Charles, who was sank on the ground, nodded silently. The feeling just now was too terrible. If it weren't for the amazing recovery ability of the bandage, he would have strangled his crew to death.

He didn't want his abnormality to hurt others, he had to find a way to control himself.

Soon, a pair of handcuffs and shackles transformed with heavy communication tubes were created, and Charles, who brought these things, was firmly held in a cargo compartment, and no one was allowed to approach it.

Charles then also became furious several times, but he did not cause much harm in his detention.

Charles began to live a prisoner life on the Narwhal, and he didn't last long.

Just as Charles was writing a diary with a pen in his hand, the blue Lily twisted her body and came in through the tiny gap of the door.

"Don't come over! Stay away from me!" Charles' voice was a little hoarse. He was not suitable for contact with Lily in this situation. He was afraid that he would suddenly get sick, so he twisted Lily's head directly.

"Mr. Charles! We're home!" Lily said with joy in her voice.

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Rusto Herman slowly opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling above his head, and it took him a long time to come to his senses. He had retired and was no longer a narwhal's ship doctor.

My mission on the ship has ended, and a new ship doctor has been cultivated. I just need to wait for death.

Although he told everyone that he didn't care at all, Rasto actually cared very much.

After lying in bed for half an hour, he picked up the mechanical watch and found that it was four o'clock in the afternoon. Then he slowly stood up and sat in a wheelchair next to him.

The steel prosthesis on his hands and feet had been replaced. The heavy two heavy pieces of iron were too heavy, and his old body could not support such heavy things.

Rusto pushed the wheelchair out of the door with one hand and walked into a restaurant closest to home. The waiter seemed very familiar with the old man who looked like a beggar. He just came to ask what he wanted to eat and walked straight to the kitchen.

Soon a portion of food was delivered to Rusto, fresh apple sausages with fresh oil, buttered toast bread, and rich shipworm soup, it was definitely a hearty breakfast.

But as a doctor, Rusto knew that his weak stomach and intestines could not digest these at all. If he really had to eat them all, he could easily send him away.

He tore off a little bread with one hand, put it in the soup and dipped it in his mouth slowly.

He has little time now, but he has a lot of time, so he can take everything slowly.

Finally, he wiped out half a piece of bread and half a bowl of soup in an hour, then raised his hand to the waiter in the distance and signaled to check out the bill.

"Mr. Rusto, I have told you many times before that some of your expenses are reimbursed by the Governor's Office."

As if he hadn't heard it, Rusto Hermann slapped two green echo coins on the table and pushed the wheelchair away expressionlessly.

He has money, but these things are just some numbers in the bank for him now.

The streets of Hope Island seemed to be much more prosperous again, and various tall buildings stood up. But Rusto Hermann did not pay attention to this. He pushed his wheelchair to the entrance of the school two streets away.

That was a newly opened school on Hope Island. The clean and tidy white teaching building made people feel relieved at first glance.

He sat next to a vendor grilled octopus tentacles, as if waiting for something.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang~" The bell rang and the students started to finish class.

The heavy school gate opened, and a large group of children of all sizes ran over in front of Rusto Hermann. They were wearing cloth bags around their waists and innocent smiles on their faces.

Some students with pocket money yelled happily around the grilled octopus beard stall.

Rusto listened to the vibrant voices around him, and a smile appeared on his terrifying face.

He likes to be with these children, and he seems to feel his exhausted body exuding vitality again.

But because of the scars on his face, he would scare others to cry every time he talked to other children.
Chapter completed!