Mysteries of the Earthsea

　　 The doctor glanced at Charles, who was adapting to the novice, and reminded in a low voice: "Don't think how good that thing is. As a doctor, I would like to remind you that the new thing on your body is not as good as the old one."

　　 Charles put down the prosthesis, and after thinking for a moment, he asked the doctor: "This kind of thing doesn't seem to be mechanical only."

　　 "Huh, that kid, in order to transform his body into a machine, dare to touch anyone. You'd better stay away from him in the future. I know him, but it doesn't mean I know him well."

　　 Just as Charles had something to say, Richard suddenly grabbed the right to speak.

　　 "These prosthetic crafts all use the soul, so are they who use magic very familiar with the soul level?"

　　 "Most of the tricks are in the Western Sea. I don't know much about it. What do you ask this for?"

　　 Charles was also puzzled, "Yes, what do you ask this for?"

　　 "Dude, magic! Shouldn't we try something so interesting?" Richard was very excited in German.

The doctor shook his head, "Don't think about things like that. Those guys are very exclusive and basically only teach people from their own family. And this thing may not be as useful as you think. They really want to occupy the entire ocean so powerfully. , Won’t shrink to those islands and linger."

　　 "That's a pity, I thought there would be one more craft." Richard said regretfully, and instantly retracted.

　　 But at this moment, Charles's expression became a little stubborn, and he froze in place with his head in his hands.

　　 His weird behavior caused the islanders around him to look at him.

　　The doctor put the wine flask down for a thorough examination, and then stood by and did nothing.

　　 A few minutes later, the whisper in his ear disappeared, and Charles, who was a little ugly, looked at the old man aside.

　　 "This level of auditory hallucinations, you should endure it yourself, and when you see the hallucinations, then look for me. It's the same sentence. Just go to the island if you don't want to suffer such torture."

　　 Charles put his hand down and continued to walk towards the Bat Hotel without saying anything.

　　 "Crack~" 303's door was pushed open by Charles. As soon as he entered, he saw several indescribable dishes on the table, and Lily's mouse quickly shuttled between them.

　　 "Mr. Charles, you're back, wow! Have you pretended to be a novice?" Lily the white mouse jumped in front of him and climbed up along his trouser legs.

　　 "Where did you buy those?" Charles reached out and took her off his body, and pointed to the table with his hand.

　　 Lily stood on Charles's palm and put her head up, "I made these, you can taste it, they are delicious."

　　 Looking at the mouse running between the plates, Charles felt very positive, but when he saw Lily's expectant expression, he finally walked over.

　　 "Why did you think of making me some food?"

"Mom is at home today, teaching the other one of me to cook. Mom said that a girl must have good cooking skills. I also learned a lot by hiding by the side. You can try this. This is my mom's best sweet Fish soup."

　　 Lily jumped from her hand to the table, squatting in front of a pot of soup, shaking her tail in excitement.

　　 looked at the white mouse, Charles took a spoonful and put it in his mouth, and the ultimate sweetness exploded in his mouth in an instant, as if the soup had not just been filled with water, and the liquid was all made of sugar.

　　 "How much sugar did you put in this?" Charles swallowed hard and put the spoon down.

　　 "Isn't it delicious? But they clearly said they were delicious." Lily's little ears dropped sadly.

　　Looking at it like this, Charles hesitated for a moment to pick up the knife and fork, and cut up the black meat from the plate on the side.

　　 After chewing a little bit, Charles said to Lily: "The fish soup is not good, but this meat is good."

　　 "Really? Great! I did that too!" Lily's ears stood up, jumping on the table happily.

　　 At this time, Richard spoke in his mind, "Hurry up and throw it up secretly! You want to swallow carbon and commit suicide, don't take me with you."

　　 "Don't talk nonsense," Charles swallowed the contents of his mouth in a heartbeat, and continued to eat without changing his face.

　　 "Mr. Charles, will you leave me too?" Lily asked abruptly, causing Charles to stop chewing

"Why do you say that?"

　　 "I just feel that Mr. Charles doesn't like it here, as if he is going to leave at any time." The white mouse squatted down on the table, supporting his cheek with his small paw.

　　 "Maybe, but you can't follow me forever, you always have to go home."

　　 "But I'm a mouse now, my family doesn't want me, Charles, can you not leave?" Lily leaned over and snuggled up against Charles.

　　 Charles stopped the knife and fork in his hand, touched her furry head with his hand, a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes.

Lily is not only his crew member. After so many months of getting along, the relationship between two lonely people is more like a dependent family~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I really want to leave here, but if you are willing to come, I can take you Go to my place. It is so big that a mouse can't take up much space. "

　　 "Charles, where are you going? What is it like?"

　　 "There is my home, there are many foods that you can't even think of there. You just need to point your finger and they will fly to your home, and there are all kinds of fun things..."

　　 Listening to Charles talking about all kinds of incredible things, Lily's eyes lightened slightly, and she squatted on the table and listened with relish.

　　 This time I returned to Hong Kong for a rest and did not rest too long. After he was fully proficient in the new prosthesis, Charles couldn't wait to inform the crew to gather at the dock and replenish the supplies to prepare for departure.

　　 The spirit of Charles, who was breathing in the sea breeze, was shocked. He always felt that he was truly alive when he kept moving on the boat.

　　 "Captain, is your hand easy to use?" The sailor looked at Charles's prosthesis with some curiosity.

　　 Charles pointed his finger at the cable next to him, and said to him: "When you work, don't think about other things. Hurry up and let the sailors replace the cable with new ones."

　　 Charles turned around and walked towards the captain's room. The diary was opened, and the tip of the pen was drawn across the paper, leaving a line of Chinese characters.

　　" Crossing February 24, 9

　　 It is very easy to use for newbies beyond my expectations. I am very happy that my strength has not diminished with my broken arm.

　　 The Narwhal set sail again, this time the target was another island on that island chain.

The people on this island have never come back after they have been there. The danger on this island is certain. There are not many islands that can be reached by steamboats. I have a hunch that I will find something on this voyage. .