Chapter 97: Imprison

　　 I don't know how long it took, and Charles woke up quietly.
　　 The first thing he did when he woke up was to look around immediately and vigilantly.
The humanoid monster has disappeared, and his position has been changed. He was locked up and locked in a cell that looked like ten square meters. Except for a thick iron door in the distance, inside the room Nothing else.
　　 Everything about him was taken away, his wallet, relics, and clothes were all gone, and Charles was naked at this time.
　　 Charles can still see the faint blood seeping where his prosthetic limb is connected to his body. It seems that someone wants to tear off the prosthetic limb while he is asleep.
　　 Through this information, Charles quickly understood his current situation, and he was caught by those strange creatures.
　　Although he didn't want to admit it, it was a good thing. The other party put him in custody and did not kill Charles, proving that the other party can communicate.
　　 After trying to understand something, Charles stood up and asked in the empty room: "Is anyone there? What are your goals? Where is my crew?"
　　 But there was no other sound in the room except Charles’ breathing, and no one responded to Charles’ inquiry.
　　 Charles walked to the iron gate and looked outside through the gap in the iron fence. He found that the opposite side seemed to be a cell.
　　 Just as Charles was about to ask who was in the cell over there, a big deformed face blocked his vision, and he looked inward with his yellow cross pupils.
　　 The prisoner fence space is too small, and Charles can't distinguish the specific appearance of this thing, but he feels that this guy is in the same group as the monster who was disguised as a doctor.
　　 "Maybe there is some misunderstanding between us, I am here not malicious, I want to talk to you." Charles slowly explained to those eyes.
　　 "Pop!" An iron plate blocked Charles's vision. No matter what the other party was, it didn't mean to talk to Charles.
　　 Looking at the iron gate in front of him that was not too thick, Charles lifted the prosthesis but put it down again. This kind of gate would definitely be able to get out if he wanted to go out.
　　 But now that the enemy is unknown, rash actions will only startle the snake.
　　 Charles sat down slowly with his back against the wall, all he could do now was wait.
　　 Six hours later, a window was opened under the iron door, and a metal disc with a diameter of half a meter was pushed in. Inside was a pool of things.
　　 Charles didn't know if this was for him food or what, but looking at the appearance of the thing, he would rather be hungry than eat it.
　　 An hour later, another metal tray came in. This time it contained a dead fish. Judging from the brightness of the fish's eyes, the fish was very fresh and it didn't take long.
　　 Charles judged that it was the monsters who saw that he hadn't eaten the previous one, so they changed him to another kind of food.
　　 But from this detail, he learned more. Since the other party knew that they didn't eat, there must be surveillance in this cell.
　　 Facing the dead fishes, Charles remained motionless, and soon delivered the next dish.
　　 However, this time, when Charles saw the contents of the plate, his heart trembled. There was a half face inside, and a pair of tracheal lungs were attached to it.
　　 He quickly rushed over to pick up the face. He knew this guy. This was Chef Frey's helper, and that was his crew.
　　 The anger in Charles's heart is constantly burning. Not only are his crew killed by them, but he also has to send him as the captain as food! !
　　 Charles couldn't help but want to rush out, killing all the deformed monsters outside the door at this time.
　　 But he knew that he could not do this. It was just a stupid suicide. He had to learn to endure. Only by patience can he find a chance to rescue the remaining people and escape from this ghost place.
　　 Charles gritted his teeth and picked up the dead fish next to him and bit it down, staring at the door with hatred in his eyes.
　　 After Charles finished eating the fish, finally no other weird things came in.
　　 Soon, a corpse-like arm took away the plates. While they were collecting the plates, Charles tried to communicate with the creatures outside, but the result was in vain, and the other party still had no intention to talk.
　　 The first day of imprisonment passed. After that day, Charles also noticed other details. His keen sense of hearing allowed him to easily distinguish the duty hours of monsters outside the door. They would change shifts every half day.
　　From this, it can be seen that those monsters are very social creatures. But this is not good news. If these monsters live in groups, then God knows how many monsters there are outside the cell. It is harder to escape from this place than to climb to the sky.
　　 But no matter how difficult it was, Charles did not give up his plan to escape.
　　 When he heard the footsteps go away quickly the next day, he picked up the fish bones that had been prepared next to him and quickly shot them, and bounced directly into the opposite cell.
　　 "Hey, this is Charles, I heard the quick answer, who is locked over there?"
Soon there was a reaction in the cage. A semi-transparent jellyfish-like tentacle filled with green mucus stretched out of the cell and leaned towards Charles~EbookFREE.me~ It passed a very wide distance and came. Go to Charles' cell.
　　 Charles looked at the tentacles in front of him, and after hesitating for a while, he put the prosthesis on it.
　　 However, at the moment when the two touched, the tentacles split directly from the middle, turning into a big transparent mouth with sharp teeth, biting Charles' prosthesis and pulling it out.
　　 The power of the book was extremely powerful. Several of them were the power of several adults, pulling Charles' entire body against the wall.
　　 The chains of the prosthetic limbs were activated in an instant, and the translucent tentacles were split. With the roar of beasts from the opposite cell, the severed tentacles desperately escaped.
　　 Charles looked at the broken limb in his hand, thoughtfully. There is more than just one kind of imprisoning them in this ghost place.
　　 Soon the deformed monsters on duty returned. Charles didn't dare to act rashly, he had to find the opportunity.
On the third day, the iron door was opened and no fish was sent this time. Several deformed monsters came in. Charles looked at them and he could clearly feel that theirs was the same as before. .
　　 didn't look closely before, this time Charles finally saw the appearance of the creature he was holding.
　　 Fish-like eyes have cross-yellow pupils, and their melting faces are covered with long soft lips measuring 20 centimeters long, and their bodies are bloody. It was as if he was pulling his skin off and turning it back.
　　 Don't look at them so scary, everyone is still wearing a filthy leather robe.
　　 "Who are you? What is your purpose?" Charles asked them cautiously.
　　 The long lips of the monsters in front of him quivered and made noises similar to radio switching. They seemed to be communicating with Charles, but they couldn't speak the language.