After Charles rushed out of the tree hole, he saw that the object that caused the mouse alarm had been pointed at by his crew at the muzzle.

It was not the rope man I encountered before, but a man who was piled up in mud. He was only 1.4 meters tall and stood there motionless, holding a black mushroom the size of a basketball in his arms.

"Captain, there is a living person in the mud. I smell the blood flowing from his veins." Odrick showed off his two sharp teeth and licked it with his scarlet tongue.

"Living man?" Charles popped up the black blade and shaved it gently on the clay man. The dark mud peeled off, revealing the fair body hidden behind the mud.

"Is this tree hole your residence?" Charles asked to the weird guy.

The clay man stood still, completely ignoring Charles's intention.

Charles snatched the mushrooms from his hand and threw them to the mouse beside him. "Try it and see if it can be eaten."

Soon the two mice rushed up and started to chew quickly, but a few seconds later, they lay on the ground and kept retching.

"Lily, what's wrong with them? Is this thing poisonous?"

"No, this big mushroom is not poisonous. They said that this mushroom is so bitter, and they can't even feel the bitter tongue."

Even rats are bitter. You can imagine the extremely bad taste of this thing, but this also shows a problem. Even if it is hard to eat, these mushrooms are indeed food.

Alderick's judgment was correct before. This thing is indeed a living person. It probably went out to collect food.

Charles suddenly took a step forward and flew up and down the face of the clay man with the black blade in his hand.

Soon the mud on the mud man's face was quickly peeled off, and a delicate face appeared in front of Charles, which was a perfect facial features like a sculpture.

Under the long eyelashes, a pair of amber eyes were charming, and some crew members were looking straight.

But Charles didn't care about so much, pressing the black blade in his hand against his neck. "Who are you, speak!"

At this moment, Tuba next to him suddenly rushed up. "I'll do it, I'll do it."

He held one of the hand of the man in the mud and froze with him. The two stood together like a sculpture called "Friendship".

The crew members looked around them, and Dipp asked Charles in surprise: "Captain, this guy, he knows what this person is thinking. Can't he feel psychologically?"

Charles, who had a slightly frown, did not answer, and he was not very clear, but he was not surprised that Tuba really needed many new abilities on his living relics. On Tianshui Island, he showed his special ability to be foresighted.

One minute passed, two minutes passed, and three minutes passed, Tuba stood still motionless with the clay man.

"Tuba, do you understand what he really thinks?" Charles asked with a hint of confusion in his voice.

Tuba, who was frozen, suddenly turned his head to Charles and said in surprise: "He didn't say a word. How do I know what he was thinking? I'm waiting for him to speak."

Dipp scratched the green scales on his head speechlessly, "Are you a fool? If he can speak, do you have to ask?"

"He is not a fool, he is just a lunatic." Charles, who was somewhat impatient, pulled Tuba back.

"No, I'm saying that he didn't say anything in his heart. I'm really amazing. You have to believe me." Tuba kept arguing for himself.

Charles ignored Tuba's shouting. He had no time to waste here. Since the other party was still pretending to be a wooden man there, don't blame him for using some means.

"Buzz buzz~!!" The sound of the chain saw sounded. If the chain saw that rotated rapidly was cut into flesh and blood, it was no different from cutting tofu with a knife.

Just as the rapidly rotating chain saw approached the clay man's finger, the bandage that had been silent was placed on Charles' dark prosthesis with his hands.

"Wait... wait... Captain, I feel that he is not... not wanting to move, he is just imitating..."

"Imitation? What to imitate?"

"Imitate...those...rope people..."

The sound of the chain saw turning stopped, and Charles frowned and looked at the guy in front of him.

After thinking for a while, Charles spoke, "Everyone listened to my command and closed his eyes together for a second."

The crew and the mice immediately did as they did. When they opened their eyes again, they were surprised to find that the guy who was still standing still had turned around and made an escape move.

Charles was really surprised that he could only move without watching.

Charles asked the crew to close their eyes quickly and found that the guy had run a few more steps.

Charles carried him straight into the tree house, and he ordered as he walked: "You all stand outside and be on guard, I'll have a good chat with this guy."

"Yes, Captain!"

"As for orders, Captain!!"

When Charles dragged the clay man into the tree hole and found that the other party still had not moved, logically speaking, in this dark situation, he should not be able to see his own vision.

But from the current situation, this clay man has a special way to feel Charles' gaze in the darkness.

Charles quickly closed and opened, and the thing in front of him began to move again, and it made an attempt to escape in the direction of the tree hole.

Of course, Charles couldn't let him go. He finally found a human, and he wanted to take out some information from this guy's brain.

He reached out and put the clay man back on, looking at his perfect facial features and said word by word: "Answer my question. Are there any other buildings on this island? Where have the humans you came with?"

After Charles finished speaking, he began to keep opening his eyes and closing his eyes, trying to make him respond to his inquiries.

But the other party ignored Charles and was determined to run away.

"Touch!" A bone bullet rubbed across the clay man's face, and a blood mark was drawn on the perfect face.

The gunshot caught the attention of the crew. They held the torch and stuck their heads in and looked at them. They found that the captain was not in danger and quickly shrank back.

"Answer my question, don't force me to attack you." Charles' barrel pressed against the clayman's head.

But even though Charles threatened like this, the other party still had no intention of answering and continued to run towards the entrance of the cave.

"Captain, maybe this guy can't speak at all." A cold female voice came from behind. Charles turned his head and looked at it and found that it was his ship doctor Linda.

The bald woman walked in and looked at the clay man's eyes carefully.

"Look, when he listened to us, his eyes didn't respond at all, and he couldn't understand at all."

Just as Charles was thinking about how to communicate with someone who couldn't speak, Linda spoke again, "Captain, or let me give me a try, I'm a doctor."

Charles thought for a few seconds and nodded. "Okay, then be careful, this guy's fear may be pretending."
Chapter completed!