Chapter 492: madhouse

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In the Governor's Mansion, Anna's words finally cheered Charles up. He knew that the other party was right and he had to do something.
Things on the surface are not so simple to complete. You can't wait for the people above to get down first, you should go up first.
This is not only for the extremely slim hope of healing the crew, but also for the end of all these years of hard work.
"My second-year tablemate is a fat guy. I can't remember his face. I don't know if it was carried by the shadow or I forgot. It took too long and I can't remember."
Charles sat on the ground, drunk, pressing his head in pain, talking about his memories with difficulty.
Anna, who had Erlang's legs on her side, grabbed the pen in her hand and kept recording something to the notebook. "Well, what about the third grade? You changed your seat in the third grade, do you remember? Think about her."
"Um... I remember, she was called Zhou Xinmeng. She was darker. Right? But in my memory now, she doesn't have a neck, and her head was suspended on clothes to enter the classroom."
The next two asked one by one, and quickly checked all of Charles' memories. They were looking at how many memories Charles had 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 every scene is missing."
Charles nodded and reached out to pick up a bottle of wine again, but it was blocked by Anna's hand.
"It doesn't matter, it's just missing some memory. I can help you solve it. I have a backup here."
"Backup? What backup?"
Anna didn't answer, she first covered Charles' eyes with her hand, and then a black tentacle squirmed out of Anna's shoulder and penetrated into Charles' ears.
As the eardrum was punctured and the tentacles continued to drill inward, Charles's face showed an expression of extreme pain.
"I have anesthetics here." Anna moved forward gently, and kissed him with a hint of fragrance on her lips.
When everything was over, Anna looked up and smiled at Charles and said, "How about? Now your memories are back, right?"
Charles frowned and recalled his memories. After a few seconds, a smile appeared on his face but slowly solidified.
"Something is wrong, the memory you filled back is slowly disappearing."
Anna frowned slightly, "Then I have another way, that is, I delete all your memories, and then inject new memories, 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 you do that, am I still me?"
"Look at you, you can do whatever you want, but the most important thing is that you can't lie down like that anymore, get up." Several tentacles stretched out and grabbed Charles directly from the ground.
Immediately after Anna's face split, a black and white spider emerged from it.
The ritual was quickly carried out, and the spider crawled back into Charles's eye socket along Charles's sleeve.
"What do you want to do next? Do you want to take a break or go straight to the surface?" Anna asked.
Charles asked with a sour smell, and walked to the bathroom. "No, I'm going to see my crew first."
Soon, Charles, who had changed his clothes, followed Anna to the nursing home.
In that luxuriously decorated villa, all the crew of the Narwhal were isolated in a separate room.
Their symptoms are all different, and some don’t seem so crazy.
For 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 Inst.
"Where is this place? Quickly let me out!! I can tell you that I am the governor of Bitter Winter Island! Let your steward come out and talk to me!!" He was struggling with the ribbon.
Charles walked up to him with a trace of grief in his eyes. "Bandage, do you really remember me at all? We have gone through so many things, do you really remember it?"
Bandaged his eyes wide and looked at Charles, "Who the are you? Why did you get me here! Let go of me quickly! If my people know, your entire island will be ruined!!"
Charles' words were a little helpless. "Bandage, I've seen it for you. There is no island called Bitter Winter Island in the entire Earth Sea."
The bandage was taken aback, and then his face showed anger. "Do you think I would believe you? Don't lie! Let me go! I want to find it myself!"
Although he looks like a normal person, his character is a lot more extreme. Charlton can't let him out. Now it's all sunny outside. He went out to find death.
Charles passed him and continued to walk inside, except for Dip and the bandage, everyone else knew Charles, but their problems appeared elsewhere.
"Touch!" Linda suddenly knelt in front of Charles through the glass, her mood seemed very unstable.
"Captain, I didn't find any map at all on the Ropeman Island before. The map was handed to me by the Pope!! I can't help it!! That is the Pope after all!!!"
Charles walked into the room and reached out to help her from the ground. "I know, you've repeated this thing with me hundreds of times on your way back."
Soothing Linda in pain, Charles turned his head to look at Anna on the side. "Is there no way to cure them even with your ability? There is no possibility at all?"
"Maybe it's caused by other reasons, I can solve it, but I can't afford to cause them crazy things."
Charles was taken aback. "Do you know what caused their madness?"
"It's just a guess, but it's a highly likely guess. I think Dongcha, who can make us immortal in that place, is the same thing that drives them crazy, and the source of this thing is the sleeping Futan. God."
"Fattan!? Are you sure you guessed it right?" Charles just recalled in his mind, that huge sleeping figure, his head started to hurt again.
"There is a high probability, which explains why, the closer I get, the greater the pressure on me, and only gods have the power to transcend life and death~EbookFREE.me~ Charles nodded silently. , Continue to read one by one.
When he came to the last room, he saw his navigator Touba.
Sitting on the chair, he was holding the spoon and stuffing it in his mouth intently.
Compared with others, he is much quieter, after all, he is an old madman.
Charles walked up to him and looked at him evenly, "Tuba, haven't you gotten rid of the "blackboard eraser"? Why are you still like this?"
Touba didn't reply, he didn't seem to look at him. Concentrate on eating your own food.
"At the beginning you warned me of the Pope. And you also said that he would cause a huge disaster. Is the disaster you are talking about now?"
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