"Hurry up, we don't have time to prepare, and the Pope will immediately bring us the previous ones."

The future Charles said to the present Charles, and there was a hint of irritability on his face.

But this is understandable. No matter who repeats one thing three times, he will be impatient.

Charles waved his right hand and the crew followed, but this did not include the four people.

Seeing the four people's infatuation, Charles frowned slightly, grabbed West's neck and carried him away. "Steal them all, we don't have time to waste it."

Although it was a pity, Charles had to do this, otherwise not only would the four of them not be able to go back, but that none of them could go back.

Although the other crew members were embarrassed, they still followed suit. The captain's order at sea was everything, and this was the iron rule on the ship.

Faced with the fear of dying, West trembled and began to explain his last words to Charles.

"Captain, go back and tell my family that I love them, and, as a dying person, please agree to me with a wish, and hope you try to find my father, who many years ago..."

"You are not dead..." The sudden words of the Future Bandage interrupted West's words, and then a light of hope was emitted in his eyes. After all, who wants to die if he can live?

"Really? I'm really alive? Where is the future me?" West asked excitedly, looking at the first mate covered in white bandages and said,

Future Bandage turned around and continued on his way, and he didn't seem to want to say too much.

Although the bandage did not explain the future of the four people, his words seemed to inject strength into the four people's bodies, at least no one needs to help them away.

They had no doubt about the words of bandages, or they dared not.

The flashlight in the crew members' hands was illuminating the dense woods.

The two teams were walking through the woods. In just a few minutes, they returned to the previous strange building complex.

Future Charles did not talk nonsense, turned to everyone and said, "Everyone went to find all kinds of car tires! Find as many as you can, hurry up!"

Charles didn't know why he did this, but he ordered the crew to follow the orders.

Tires were not difficult to find, and soon, seventeen or eighteen dark tires were sent to them and piled up.

The nine bald heads of the future rushed to the tires and took out the sharp blades to cut them. They looked like they needed only the black rubber outside.

One of the future bald heads raised a red gear the size of a palm, and said to the current bald head: "I, come and help me before, use the power of the celestial wheel to condense these things into a bowl."

When he saw the rubber gradually condensed and formed, Charles understood what the other party was doing. It turned out that the thing he had locked him before was this big rubber bowl.

No wonder his lightning ability does not work. His ability has long been counted as he will be counted by his future self.

At this time, Charles did not care about these things that had been destined. His eyes looked at the future people. The fastest update is computer::/

They were a little embarrassed, and some of the supplies on the crew members were lost. In addition, the four people who disappeared, various details indicate that they will experience a hard battle in the future.

"Where am I going in the future? What else can I go? Shouldn't I go back to the boat immediately?" Charles thought with some anxiety.

He did not ask questions to his future self. Since he did not say it now, he said that Charles had not said before that he could not do anything outside the ring.

"Huh~!" A black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, making everyone instantly alert.

When Charles saw the other party's outfit, he immediately put down his weapon, which was a dark future pope. "I am already standing on that slope in the future. How are you preparing?"

After patting the huge rubber bowl that bald head solidified with special relics, the future Charles turned his head and was about to speak to Charles.

Charles walked over and fought against the huge rubber bowl and walked towards the forest. "I also knew what happened later. We both ambushed me together and threw him on the rooftop."

"This is the specific step. Also, borrow your mouse and use it. There are not many mice left."

When Charles heard this, he turned his head and looked at the feet of the future Charles. He had only looked at people before and didn't notice the mice. Now he found that there were only a few dozen mice left in the future.

Charles nodded to his future self. "No problem."

He also understood that the anxious screams before were not called by the mouse before, but by the mouse now.

"Baopao!!", three sudden gunfires sounded, Charles was a little nervous. After the gunfire, he began to go downhill.

"Go away! Leave here and don't let them see it." Two groups of people hurried towards the woods.

The future Charles quickly gave a few instructions to the rats and rushed up.

He quickly explained the task to the crew members, and the steps were very proficient.

Charles remembered silently on the side, and he understood that it was probably not long before he could say it again.

After a group of people quickly arrived at the ambush point, Charles and his future self were carrying huge rubber bowls half-squatting on the tree canopy, waiting quietly for Charles to pass by, and the other crew members were all in their place.

At this time, the Pope has also changed into a black coat, preparing to wait for a reasonable stop to the past Pope with the future Pope.

As for other crew members who couldn't help, they quickly left the forest with bandages in the future.

"Is the bandage true? West and the others really not dead?" Charles couldn't help it.

The future Charles' expression was a bit complicated, "Don't ask, you'll know soon."

"Squeak~Squeak~!" The mouse cried quickly, and Charles' heartbeat gradually accelerated.

Soon, a group of mice rushed through the woods, behind them was Charles of the past.

Just as he swung to the bottom of Charles and the others, the bald head, who had already ambushed in the soil, squeezed the black square in his hand with force, and a circle of black fog instantly enveloped him.

In the black fog, the future Dipp jumped out of a ball of leaves, raised the sharp dagger in his hand, and cut it heavily at the anchor hook and chain that stabbed the trunk.

"Clang~!" The chain broke, and Charles, who had passed by, could not focus on his strength and fell to the ground.

"Jump!" As the future Charles shouted softly, the two raised the huge rubber bowl in their hands and rushed towards the black fog cover.

Just as Charles had just clamped it in the past, the two bald heads with the same appearance quickly stepped forward and used the same red gear to quickly turn the rubber into semi-liquid.
Chapter completed!