Four hundred and ninetieth chapters madhouse
In the Governor's Mansion, Anna's words finally cheered up Charles. He knew that the other party was right and he had to do something.
Things on the surface are not that simple to complete. You cannot wait for the people above to come down first, you should go up first.
This is not only for the extremely slim hope of saving his crew, but also for the end of his efforts over the years.
"My second-grade deskmate is a fat man. I can't remember his face. I don't know if it was taken by a shadow or if I forgot it. It's too long, I can't remember it."
Charles, who was drunk, sat on the ground, pressing his head in pain, and talking about his memory in difficulty.
Anna, who was crossing her legs next to her, grabbed the pen in her hand and kept recording something in the notebook. "Well, what about the third grade? You changed to the same seat in the third grade. Do you still remember? Think about her appearance carefully."
"Well... I remember that her name is Zhou Xinmeng. She looks darker. Right? But in my memory now, she has no neck, and her head is suspended from her clothes and goes into the classroom."
Next, the two asked each other and quickly checked all of Charles' memories. They were checking how many memories Charles had been taken away by the shadow.
Finally, Anna flipped through the paper and said to Charles: "Your memory is about 30% less. And unlike ordinary memory loss, your memory is not missing, but one piece of it is missing in every scene."
Charles nodded and reached out to pick up a bottle of wine again, but was blocked by Anna's hand.
"It's okay, it's just a little bit of memory. I can help you solve it. I have a backup here."
"Backup? What backup?"
Anna did not answer. She first covered Charles' eyes with her hands, then a black tentacle squirmed out of Anna's shoulder and drilled into Charles' ears.
As the eardrum was pierced, the tentacles kept drilling inside, and an expression of extreme pain appeared on Charles' face.
"I have anesthetic here." Anna gently moved forward and kissed him with a faint fragrance.
When everything was over, Anna looked up and looked at Charles with a smile and said, "How is it? Now your memories are all back?"
Charles frowned and recalled his memory. After a few seconds, a smile appeared on his face but slowly solidified.
"Something is wrong, and the memory you filled is slowly disappearing."
Anna frowned slightly, "Then I have another way, that is, I delete all your memories and inject new memories into them, so that there will be no sense of incongruity."
Charles, with a complicated expression, looked at Anna's cheek in front of him. "Question..., if that is done, am I still me?"
"It depends on you, you can do whatever you want, but the most important thing is that you can't lie down like this anymore, get up." Several tentacles reached out and pulled Charles straight from the ground.
Then Anna's face cracked and a black and white spider emerged from it.
The ceremony was quickly carried out, and the spider crawled back into his eyes along Charles' sleeve.
"What do you want to do next? Do you want to rest for a while, or do you plan to go directly to the surface?" Anna asked.
Charles asked after smelling the sour smell on his body, and walked towards the bathroom. "No, I want to see my crew first."
Soon, Charles, who had changed into clothes, came to the sanatorium with Anna.
In that luxuriously decorated villa, all the crew of the Narwhal were isolated in a separate room.
Their symptoms are different, and some of them don't look so crazy.
For example, bandages, he seems to have no problem with his thinking ability, but he always thinks that he is not a bandage, but a guy named Inster.
"Where is this place? Let me go out quickly!! I can tell you that I am the governor of the Winter Island! Let your manager come out and talk to me!!" He was tied up by a ribbon and struggled.
Charles walked up to him with a hint of grief in his eyes. "Bandage, do you really don't remember me at all? We've experienced so many things, do you really don't remember at all?"
Bandage stared at Charles with wide eyes, "Who are you? Why did you catch me here! Let me go quickly! If my people know, your entire island will be finished!!"
Charles said a little helplessly. "Bandage, I've seen it for you. There is no island called Winter Island in the entire Earth Sea."
The bandage was stunned, and then his face showed anger. "Do you think I will believe you? Stop lying to others! Let me go! I want to find it myself!"
Although he looks like a normal person, his personality is much more extreme. Charlton cannot let him go out. Now there is sunshine outside and he goes out completely for death.
Charles flew past him and continued to walk inside. Except for Dipp and the bandage, the others knew Charles, but their problems appeared elsewhere.
"Touch!" Linda suddenly knelt in front of Charles through the glass, her emotions seemed very unstable.
"Captain, I didn't find any map on Ropeman Island before. That map was handed over to me by the Pope! I can't do it! After all, it's the Pope!!!"
Charles walked into the house and reached out to help her up from the ground. "I know, you have repeated this with me hundreds of times on the way back."
Soothe Linda, Charles turned his head and looked at Anna on the side. "Is there no way to cure them even with your ability? There is no possibility at all?"
"Maybe I can solve the problem of other reasons, but I can't afford to mess with the things that caused them crazy."
Charles was stunned. "Do you know what caused them to be crazy?"
"It's just a guess, but a high possibility. I think that Dong Cha, who can make us immortal in that place, is exactly the same thing as these things that drive them crazy, and this thing comes from the sleeping god Ftan."
"God of Fotan!? Are you sure you are right and guessing it wrong?" Charles just thought about it again in his mind. The huge sleeping figure began to hurt his head again.
"There is a high possibility, which also explains why, the closer I get, the more pressure I feel, and only the gods will have that kind of power that transcends life and death."
Charles nodded silently and continued to watch one by one.
When he came to the last room, he saw his navigator Tuba.
Sitting on the chair, he was holding the spoon and putting it into his mouth with concentration.
Compared to others, he is much quieter, after all, an old lunatic.
Charles walked up to him and looked at him on an average, "Tuba, have you gotten rid of the "blackboard eraser"? Why are you still like this?"
Tuba didn't reply, he seemed not to look at him, and was concentrating on eating his own food.
Chapter completed!