Looking at the island book introduction in his hand, Charles learned the origin of the island in front of him.

Iron Solemn Island, an old island explored four hundred years ago.

There is a huge metal statue on the island with a head almost reaching the rock formation above. No one knows who built such an almost miraculous thing.

Although this island seems to have a curse, as long as the people on it are not as old as 47 years old, the iron specialties of this island are so tempting that no one can refuse.

So the original explorers settled down here and began to sell them using the metal on the cut statue.

This sale lasted for more than four hundred years, and only half of the entire huge statue was cut.

The construction materials of most of the steamships in the Earthly Sea are provided by the two islands, Iron Soul Island and Volcanic Island. It can be said that the shipbuilding industry in the Earthly Sea has made an indelible contribution.

"Wow~! Mr. Charles, it's more interesting than the long stick-like island we've seen before! Whose statue do you think this is?"

Lily looked down with curious eyes in her eyes, and the mouse tail behind her was constantly shaking.

Charles thought of his previous plan. He kept knocking on the window frame with his hands for a few seconds, grabbed Lily and placed it on his shoulder, turned around and walked towards the hatch.

"Let's go down and take a look. I hope there are still people in the Explorer Association on this island."

The aggressive Hope Island fleet slowly approached the dock.

When Charles stood in the sun and looked at the pier, he did not find anyone. The entire pier was empty and looked very deserted.

"No way? This iron is blocked by such a big shadow, and it shouldn't be as dying as other islands." Charles murmured to himself as he looked up at his oppressive legs in the distance.

Lily pulled Charles' clothes with her little paws. "Mr. Charles, do you want me to send the mice to explore?"

Charles shook his head slowly. "No, it's not about exploring unknown islands. If there is any danger in such a living island, it has been lost by the previous islanders."

Under the leadership of the Governor of Hope Island, everyone slowly approached the island.

Although Charles did not give orders, under the order of the Brigadier General, everyone's bullets were loaded to prevent emergencies.

"Captain, someone has lived in this island not long ago. The footprints on the ground are up to four days. He is wearing leather shoes, male, and he is fat," Dipp knelt on one knee and analyzed the footprints on the roadside.

"Get up, I'm not a judge." Charles continued to walk forward.

Under the orders of the Brigadier General, the navy quickly began to search the entire dock, but after searching the entire dock, there was still no one.

When Charles walked out of the dock, he saw the tender buds of bananas planted on the fields, and the island also received glittering seeds.

"Is it a hell? Where have people gone?" Charles murmured to himself.

"Mr. Charles, it's time for my mouse to go out now?"

Charles touched his chin and thought for a while and said, "Forget it, go back, no matter what they encountered, it's not our business anyway."

However, just as he was about to leave, a figure walked out from the shadow of the huge iron statue in the distance, and she shouted from afar: "Is it Governor Charles?"

"Well? There are still people who know me on this island?" Charles stopped at his feet and turned around and waited for his arrival.

Under the gaze of a group of people, the man came to Charles and saw the octopus tattoo on her face, everyone knew her identity.

"Governor Charles, you are finally here, the priests are waiting for you." The old woman said to Charles with a smile, her tone was very polite and close.

Charles recalled what he had just seen in the book, looked up and said to her, "I remember this island was not what you Ftans did? What are you doing here?"

"The population of the land of God's general is not enough, so the Lord of the Priest sent us to collect the residents." As soon as the old man finished speaking, thousands of people came lined up in a long row under the shadow of the huge iron statue.

Holding the black umbrella, they looked confused and looked anxious. Judging from their clothes, these people were the disappearing islanders before.

"So you are reselling people, why? But the powerful people who sacrificed all these people to yours?" Charles' eyes showed a hint of clarity and turned around and walked towards his airship.

"No, no, no, the priest has issued new rules to prohibit sacrifice. Compared to death, their more important task is to give birth. As long as the first meridian comes, every woman must have a child in her belly."

"This is not just for us, but also for the hope of us human beings! No matter whoever gives birth to a child, we will be rewarded."

"Tsk." Charles' pace accelerated and waved casually at the neat navy in front of him, "Go away, keep going."

The Fertanist walked a few steps to Charles and said politely again: "Governor Charles, please allow us to lead the way for you. The sea has been a little uneasy recently. The black vortex has begun to increase the greentail fish. If it encounters it, it will be troublesome."

Charles glanced at her, "Okay, hurry up."

Hearing this, the old woman smiled slightly, and as she raised her hands to the sea, the sea suddenly arched, and several broken wrecks rose from the bottom.

She began to order her subordinates to press the people towards the wreck.

"Mr. Charles, should we help them? They look so pitiful." Lily's ears drooped and pressed against her golden hair.

"What are you saving? The Ftans will not take their lives. They are just replenishing the population."

"But...but..." Seeing their miserable appearance, Lily almost burst into tears.

"It's nothing, even if we save them, we can't save them for a lifetime. The East Sea area was originally the territory of the Ftan Cult. Without the suppression of the God of Light, they are now considered the real masters of this sea area."

"But don't be careful, I have a debt to them and I haven't settled. They won't be able to harm me for a long time, and I will solve this problem sooner or later."

Charles covered Lily's eyes with his hands and sat on the airship.

The grand fleet began to leave the port and, led by the wrecks, began to walk towards the depths of the East Sea.

During this period, they encountered one or two wrecks, and they met quickly to guide Charles ahead,

These ships also seem to transport islanders, and the Ftans seemed to want to gather all the people in the entire East Sea.
Chapter completed!