Chapter 433: Feuerbach

"The secret earth sea (
"Passing through December 6, 2013. The Narwhal is returning to port, during which two things rushed out of the water and caused some confusion, but everything else was normal."
"The navigation mark on the sea has appeared, we will return to Hope Island immediately, but Feuerbach is what worries me."
"He never woke up, he has been in a coma. Even if I don't know anything about medical treatment, I know this is not a good phenomenon."
"It's not just him. The loss of crew this time is a bit big. Among them, two sailors died. The second wheel pipe died, and the cook broke his left hand and the cook broke his right leg."
"In addition to the utterly crazy navigator, the whole ship needs a big change of blood."
"These costs are the clues to the key. I don't know whether it's worth it. If the key is really there, then it is possible that the next adventure will be the last adventure of my Earth Sea."
Just as Charles was about to continue writing down, a knock on the door rang. "what happened?"
"I'm Linda, Feuerbach is awake."
Hearing this news, Charles immediately shook his whole body. Excited, he put on his jacket and pushed the door open and rushed to the door.
"I changed all of his blood and used some special medicines for the experiment. His fortune-telling was saved, but his body organs will be affected to a certain extent." Linda reported to Charles as he hurried.
"It's good to live, as long as you survive, it's better than anything." A smile appeared on Charles's face.
The two rushed to the medical room. As soon as they opened the door, they saw the mummy-like Feuerbach, tremblingly holding a crumpled cigarette between their and stuffing it toward their mouths.
"No smoking!" Linda rushed over, pulling the cigarette off and throwing it away.
With extreme pain on Feuerbach’s face, he said in a very weak voice: "My dear, please, let me take one, just one."
"You know how your own body is. Your lungs must not increase the burden now. If you talk nonsense, I will directly give you an anesthesia."
"Of course I know my body, I don't want anything now, I just want one."
Looking at Feuerbach who spoke smoothly, Charles exhaled. Fortunately, his second mate was fine.
"Don't smoke, one day less, it won't kill you." Charles walked by, took his black blade from his hand and stuffed it into the prosthesis.
Seeing Charles approaching, Feuerbach stopped pestering Linda. He turned to Charles and asked: "Captain, how about my shark? Are my darlings injured?"
"There are only three dead. Your fish runs fast. They really want to run. The sea otters can't catch them."
"What, three?!" Feuerbach was about to sit up excitedly, but he fell back in pain with a stiff expression, as if he was about to faint again.
"Wh... Which three...?" Feuerbach asked dying.
"Your sharks are all the same. I don't know which three are. By the way, I'll give this back to you."
Charles said, took a small black pistol from his pocket and handed it over.
It was a pistol the size of Charles's palm. Regardless of its small size, it was so powerful that it could penetrate Charles's shoulder with a single shot. You must know that his body is now bulletproof.
The most special thing is its appearance. It is not a revolver or flintlock. It is a modern mobile phone with insurance.
"You are right about this thing? I think it fell by your feet."
Feuerbach saw the thing, his face changed slightly, and then a reluctant smile appeared on his weak face.
"This is my life-saving thing at the bottom of my box. It was originally intended to be a powerful enemy that the other party can't handle. I didn't expect it to be used on the captain, but I couldn't help it before. Who made you crazy at the time."
"Yes, next time I aim at a point and just let me lose my combat effectiveness. I am a little curious, where did this thing come from?"
Just as Feuerbach was thinking about how to answer, Charles put the pistol on the bedside table beside him with a slight smile on his face.
"It's okay, I just just ask it casually. You have a good rest now is the most important thing, and everything else is second. This time it's hard."
Charles reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and was about to walk outside.
"By the way, Captain, what is our next goal? Did we find any key clues on that island?"
Charles, who was walking towards the door, turned his head and said, "Don't go with the boat if you have such a serious injury. Take good care of yourself on the island for a few months, and wait until the injury is completely healed."
When Feuerbach heard this, he was anxious. "This injury is nothing, I can bear it completely, don't worry, I will be able to return to normal before the next sailing."
"Don't worry your family, take a good rest." Charles said, turning around and opening the door and walking out, Linda followed.
Looking at the closed door of the medical room in a daze, Feuerbach turned his head to look at his coat.
After a lot of hard work, he finally put a cigarette inside in his mouth.
He took out a match and struck it his face before lighting a cigarette.
The cigarette was not inhaled, it was slowly burned off by holding Feuerbach's mouth, and the white smoke remained in the air above the medical room for a long time.

Under the gaze of everyone on the shore, the pitted Narwhal slowly arrived at the Hope Island Pier.
Seeing this scene, Leonardo, who was standing straight, looked a little surprised.
"It seems that the Governor-General has suffered a bit this time, I hope others are okay." He secretly said in his heart. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
Standing on the deck, Charles looked at his ship distressedly. He knew that the overhaul of the Narwhal was indispensable, and the loss of people was heavy, and so was the ship.
"Man, let's refuel together." Charles patted the bow with his hand, turned and led the crew to disembark.
Leonardo saw Charles getting off the boat, he quickly adjusted his bow tie with his hands to greet him, but this time someone was faster than him.
It was a mother holding a little boy. She rushed up excitedly and looked at each other among the crew.
"My lord Governor, I... Where is my husband?"
Dip on the side rushed over and put it in Charles' ear and said: "Captain, his husband is my sailor, and he was torn to pieces by the group of sea otters."
Charles nodded clearly. He looked at the woman in front of him and said, "Sorry, he died in the line."
The woman couldn't accept the news immediately, and she slumped to the ground instantly, her eyes dimmed instantly.
"Don't worry, I will double the payment of his pension, and because of your husband's heroic actions, I will give you a set of real estate in the heart of the island, which has ensured that your mother and son will have a safe life in the future."
Charles immediately caused a lot of discussions among the people around him, and it was their own that they couldn't die. Everyone knows what such a pension means.
It can be said that in the entire Earth Sea, no one can be as generous as Charles, and no one would be dissatisfied with such compensation.
"I don't want money! I don't want a house in the heart of the island!! I want my dad!!"
It was the child next to the woman who had finished speaking. He was holding a wooden boat with trembling hands, and staring at Charles with tears in his eyes.
Charles glanced at him, said nothing, turned and walked towards the car with the door open next to him.