Just as Charles was about to pull out the black blade from the corpse, an old voice came from beside him, "Can killing relieve your symptoms? This is really interesting."

Charles turned around and looked at the ship doctor who had appeared next to him at some point, holding a pen in his hand recording something.

"Why are you here?"

"Your pet mouse pulled me over. I was so anxious. I thought something big happened, but that was the end?" The doctor turned his iron legs and stepped into a pool of scarlet blood.

He held some powder in his hand and sprinkled it on the corpses on the ground. With the sound of grunting, the corpses quickly decomposed.

Soon, the few people with bloody smell returned to the room again. Dipp, excited, held the mask in his hand and kept playing with it, as if the people he had just killed had no value to him.

James stood up and bowed heavily to everyone excitedly. "Thank you for your help."

Charles' transparent tentacles helped him up with his bent body and asked with a little curiosity: "You can't solve these people?"

The Purple Pyramid's ability is more than enough to deal with the Dagger Gang or the police who caught him. He was curious why his engineer had to wait until they took action.

"I..." James' face turned red and couldn't speak.

Charles knew the big man's personality. To put it nicely, it was too kind, but to put it bluntly, it was a bit tidy. Usually, the crew members never had him when they drank and looked for women. His money was saved according to his dead mother's instructions and used to get married and buy a house.

He is doing his life-long business on the boat, just like an office worker who works 9 am to 5 am.

"Although we do not bully people, it does not mean that we are allowed to stand on our heads and pee. Remember, we are not civilians on Coral Island, and the laws issued by the Governor cannot bind us."

People who don’t care about their own lives are even more unlikely to care about other people’s lives. This is also the reason why islanders discriminate and fear against people at sea.

When James heard the captain's meaningful words, his expression was very complicated. He thought that his job was no different from other people working on the island. He also exchanged labor for money, but now it seems completely different.

"Captain, killing so many people... won't cause you trouble, right?" James said hesitantly.

"It's okay, this is the port area, and all the dead are waste. This little thing can't disturb the heart of the island at all. The matter is over, take your wife back." Charles patted him on his shoulder.

James said goodbye to his companions with some restraint and walked outside with his wife.

"Wait." James stopped immediately when he heard Charles' shout.

"You go find a blacksmith and make a set of armor and weapons that you can use when you become bigger, so that your combat power and defense will be much greater."

"Okay... OK." James nodded with a forced smile.

On the deserted street, Mosica and James walked silently, both of them hiding their minds, and everything that just happened had a great impact on them.

Mosica glanced at her husband and whispered: "Can you get off the boat? My bakery is enough for our lives, you can-"

James showed a hesitant expression on his face, and then he shook his head vigorously. "The captain saved my life. I cannot get off the boat unless the captain no longer goes to sea."

Seeing her obedient husband rarely rejecting her request, Moxika lowered her head aggrievedly. After spending so much time together, she knew that although her husband was gentle, he was still very stubborn inside and that the things he decided would not change so easily.

"Then...will your mission be dangerous?"

Hearing the loosening of his wife's words, James quickly explained: "It's not dangerous, it's not dangerous at all. I'm just a turbo-burning machine. What's the danger?"

After saying that, James hugged her into his arms, Monica did not resist and slowly wrapped her hands around his strong body.

"I don't care what you do, I just hope you can come back safely every time. Our children cannot be without father..." Tears flowed down from the corners of Moxika's eyes.

"Well, I promise you." The two of them were getting closer and closer.

"Bang!" James was staggered by a man next to him.

"Want to go home and have a kiss. Who are you going to stand on the street to show me?" The doctor holding a wine pot in his hand walked over them with a dark face and limped towards the entrance of the island.

The incident with the Dagger Gang seemed to be just a small episode and did not cause any turmoil on Coral Island.

Charles doesn't care about these things, it doesn't matter if there is anything. If it really doesn't work, just change to another island and settle down.

Of course, there are still changes. Every time Charles walked out the door, he would inexplicably feel the fearful gaze coming from all over the world. When he walked on the street, the people around him subconsciously kept a distance from him.

After the storm, Charles was once again troubled by previous problems. How to rest? The Islands Festival is not available every day.

In the end, he simply gave up his physical control and let Richard have enough trouble.

At the beginning, Richard was ecstatic and went to various entertainment venues to play everywhere, but a week later, he got tired of it. He lay on the bed and rolled, shouting so boring.

After all, both of them are Gao Zhiming. Even though their personalities are different, their inner self is actually similar. They both long to go home and do not want to waste their time in such places.

After thinking about it, Charles suddenly remembered that there were a few friends who were nodding in the Explorer Association. He turned around and walked towards the association. He happened to be looking for a way to relieve the curse of the gods from these people.

"What did you say? They all went out to sea?"

Seeing Charles' expression very surprised, the staff of the association nodded, "Captain Elizabeth of Black Rose found a living island, and she invited all the captains she knew to form an attacking fleet and went out to sea."

Charles walked out of the association with an irritable look on his face. This feeling of helplessness was really uncomfortable.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" he asked in his mind to another personality.

"Let's go and find the old man. He said that rest is a good medicine to cure auditory hallucinations. Then he is a doctor, so he has to explain how to treat it."

After hearing this, Charles found that it was indeed the case, so he turned his feet and walked towards the island.

The doctor told him the address, and Charles quickly found the doctor's location, an old hotel.

The doctor was very impatient with Charles' arrival. He held a few wires and said irritably: "So what's wrong?"

"Are you trying to recharge the black mirror?"

"It's not your business, why are you here to do?" The doctor threw the thread behind him.

"How long will I have to rest? I feel like I have been resting for a long time."

The doctor put the ugly big face up to observe Charles's eyeball for a while, and then took out a piece of slime full of fishy smell from his pocket. "Eat."

Charles took a deep breath, raised his head and swallowed it directly. In an instant, the whisper in his ear was as loud as a bell, and everything in front of him began to twist and deform.

This condition lasted for three minutes before slowly returning to normal. The doctor shook his head as he looked at Charles who was breathing rapidly.

"No, there is not enough time. Keep going. In a week, I will give you conditioning potion."

"Old man, how can I be considered a rest? I can't find a way to rest! I'm going to go out to sea!" Richard, who took over his body control, said in a furious voice.

"As a Exploration Captain, you can't even play? Happy fruit, alcohol, gambling, bitch, psychedelic mushrooms, even like the blind man, you can draw every day, don't bother me, I'm busy!"
Chapter completed!