The Narwhal is ready to sail again.

The mice seemed to feel their boss' loss, their morale was low to the lowest point, and their ears drooped, biting their tails, stranded to climb onto the deck.

"Mother, don't send it, go back, the ship has newly installed telegrams. Every time I will send telegrams to report safety." West, who was standing on the dock, said in embarrassment to his mother who was pulling her clothes.

Seeing the other crew members on the deck looking here, West felt a little embarrassed.

"My son, do you really not consider the job of a postman? It's too dangerous to get on the boat." Wester's mother was still trying hard to persuade.

"Mother, it's really nothing. Look, I've been out of the sea several times, aren't I still living well?"

"Besides, when we come back from the sea this time, we can sell this basement and buy a house closer to the school, so that our younger brothers and sisters don't have to go to school so far every day."

The bandage on the deck silently looked at the sailor who was entangled with his mother below, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Envy? You might as well find a woman and get a family? You don't have to be alone like this." Feuerbach walked to him and said.

"No..." Bandage shook his head. "This scene... is a little familiar... I seem to have had such an experience..."

"Man, then you really should write it down with a notebook. Maybe all kinds of memory fragments can remind you of your memories when they are connected together. You won't be able to do this."

Bandage nodded silently, and he turned around and looked at the sailor chatting on the deck, and asked slowly, "Where is the captain...?"

"As soon as I got on the boat, I entered the captain's room. I guess Lily's death had a big blow to him. You know, the little mouse is closest to him. Look at Tuba, there is no sign of sadness at all. As expected, the madman is a madman."

Tuba on the deck was still catching the mouse and playing with it, but this time no mouse gave in. He was so anxious that he bit his teeth.

"This time... the Pope is here too..., be careful with him..." After the bandage said, he turned around and walked towards the cockpit.

Listening to the bandage, Feuerbach looked to the other side, the giant ship that was three times larger than the Narwhal.

"Yes... I have to go on a flight with that guy, it's really troublesome,"

"Woo!!" The whistle of the Narwhal sounded, and under the gaze of everyone on Hope Island, two ships, one big and one small, slowly left.

In the bright cockpit, West, who was stiff all over, nervously touched the steering wheel, and listened tremblingly to the teachings of the senior officer next to him.

Dipp next to him was so angry that he saw him like that, "Relax, I'll let you relax. Why do you do if the helm's hand is so tight? I'm afraid that it will grow wings and fly?"

West turned his head and looked at him as soon as he was about to speak, but he grabbed his chin and twisted back. "Look at the front when he was at the helm! Are you looking for death? It's so stupid, bandage, why don't I be the helmman, this guy is so stupid."

"Go out, immediately." As two words popped out of the bandage's mouth, Dipu, who pointed at Jiang Jiang, immediately shut up and turned around and walked out.

West looked at the bandage next to him with some gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Jung, thank you. The sailor makes me feel very nervous."

“Look at the front…”

“Oh oh oh.”

Under the guidance of bandages, West quickly learned everything about the helmsman. In fact, it is not difficult for the helmsman to say. After all, it is different from driving. There is no other boat or other people in the entire sea. In no special circumstances, just hold the helmsman quietly.

This is why, in most cases, the helmsman is a sailor, and the first or second mate is enough to stare at him.

West was getting better and his body was no longer as stiff as before. While staring at the beacon in the distance, he asked at the bandage: "Mr. Mr., did the captain teach you the helm?"

The bandage that was looking at the chart shook his head. "No...I forgot... who taught me...I just...I will..."

The first mate's amnesia was also heard of, and he stopped asking more questions and quietly held his rudder.

Although it’s a pity that I haven’t become a three-pipe wheel, the sailor who can be a helmsman has a much higher salary than ordinary people, so I have to cherish it.

Just as he stared at the sea illuminated by a searchlight in front of him, he saw a man walking onto the deck, the captain. He looked up at the sky without moving.

Charles looked at the extremely high dome above his head in confusion. The outside was the surface, but Charles felt as if he had lost his desire for that place.

If there is a choice now in front of him, and if Lily's life is left at the surface, he will definitely choose Lily.

But all this is fantasy, there is no choice, nothing.

Charles felt his hand tremble again, and since Lily's death, his hand would twitch from time to time.

"Bump!!" The back of his hand slammed on the edge of the steel ship twice, but the shaking was not good at all.

"Um~!!"

The sudden whistle sound made Charles see the giant ship of the God of Light on his left.

At the dark stern, there were two light spots shaking constantly. Someone was holding a glowing rod and chanting the flags towards this side.

Charles held the boat with one hand and rushed towards the other side with the waves.

As soon as he got on the giant ship, Charles immediately discovered that the ship was different from the Narwhal. The crew members were all believers of the God of Light.

When they do things, they seem to follow some limited rules and regulations. Charles always feels like they are watching a group of robots.

Under the leadership of a sailor, Charles quickly found the Pope. He was eating in the cafeteria, focusing very much on eating the beans on the plate in front of him.

Seeing that he ignored him, Charles was too lazy to ask, so he sat down on the stool beside him.

He stuffed the last bean into Jing's mouth with a fork, and then licked the plate with his tongue. After slowly wiping his mouth with a napkin, he finally turned his eyes to Charles.

"Child. I heard that your ship had just loaded the telegram."

"how?"

"I need you to move the telegram to my ship."

"What does it mean? You guess those undercovers are on my boat?"

"I'm not a guess, I'm sure it will be on your boat. The things we find out on the surface are very important to them, and they will definitely keep up."

"Actually, I want to patrol your crew thoroughly, but I think you will definitely not agree with this method, so I will change it."

"Who are they you said? Why did they stop us from finding the surface?"

"Actually, what's the difference between me and not talking? If they want to stop us from going up, then they are our enemies, and our enemies should be eliminated."

After thinking quickly for a while, Charles finally agreed to the Pope's proposal. Anyway, the telegram was also newly installed, and the Narwhal did not explore the same thing together before.

"Just for this matter?"

"No, there is another one. The God of Light asked me to ask you, what did you do when you were on the surface? What was the surrounding environment?"

Charles's vigilance was instantly filled with the most vigilance. "Why, your God of Light wants to have family affairs with me?"
Chapter completed!