Chapter 411: biological

"The mysterious land sea (
In the captain's room of the Narwhal, the lights swayed from side to side with the ups and downs of the waves, illuminating the faces of Charles and the bandage.
"Da~DaDaDa~" The bandage took Charles' pen and wrote silently and quickly on a piece of white paper.
Soon a human-shaped pattern formed with a strange arc-shaped text appeared in front of the two of them.
This is what the bandage filled in his shadow before, and because of this thing, when they were on the island last time, they could escape safely.
"Bandage, can you tell me the actual use of this thing?" Charles looked at his first mate in front of him solemnly.
Although he wanted to avoid the fact that he was a monster, Charles knew that he always had to face this matter, and he couldn't avoid it.
"I... don't know..." The bandage silently put the pen head between the two books to prevent it from shaking with the waves.
"Why don't you know? You painted this thing, or you forgot where you learned it?"
Bandage looked at Charles calmly and shook his head slowly. "No, I didn't forget... the last island... the past me... remembered... what I did... so I recalled what happened to us... on the last island... everything..."
Although his language is a bit convoluted, Charles understands what the other party wants to express tacitly.
The things West saw the bandage do before have been kept in mind.
Since the bandage and West are the same person, for the bandage at that time, that memory is both the past and the future.
So at that critical moment, the bandage recalled the future that was about to happen, and finally he saved the present self through his past memories
"Doesn't that mean that these things you painted were learned through the current you, so you only know that this thing can get out of trouble, what is the role of this inscription, you don't know at all?"
"No, I know... what this thing does... it releases the real you..."
"The real me?" Charles's pupils shrank slightly.
The bandage nodded, picked up the pen with the bandaged hand and continued to draw.
Gradually, a tuft of barely human-shaped monsters appeared in front of Charles.
The swollen body was deformed terribly, and the tentacles of barbs and eyeballs slipped out of his chest. The whole face has melted, and seven or eight eyes are constantly pushing on the face instead of facial features.
Crab-claw-like limbs, bulging like bubble-like spheres; fish-like round triangular deformity eyeballs all over the body.
Although the bandage does not seem to have high drawing ability, he sketched out the horror of the monster with a few simple strokes.
Looking at one of the twisted and enlarged steel limbs of the monster, Charles frowned and touched his prosthetic limb.
He recalled his previous experience in the spiral elevator on the last island.
The self who thinks extremely cold, the self who doesn't care about everything.
This person is himself, but he doesn't want to be like that. At least there is someone who has feelings now that he doesn't want to be that kind of existence, even if that kind of existence strength seems amazing.
"You too... it's him..."
The bandage quietly watched Charles pointed his finger at the shadow behind Charles.
Charles turned his head to look at his shadow in confusion. The black object seemed to be darker and deeper than the shadow on the table beside him.
Charles turned around again and looked at the painting in his hand silently. He always thought that he was an outsider to this underground world, but now he feels that he has become more and more entangled with this place.
"...This is a hidden danger...you have to find a way to solve this...I always feel that this is not a good thing...at least for...now you...not a good thing..."
"I know, of course I know, but now I don't have any clues other than my inexplicably becoming the chosen one of a god."
Just when Charles had something to say, he suddenly stood up alertly and rushed out directly. "The first officer keep up, there is a situation outside!"
When he rushed to the deck, he also saw Dip coming out. He also heard something. The two came to the left deck and looked down.
He had a pair of black human-like arms, with their hands folded into a ball, constantly beating against the hull of the Narwhal, the weird sound he just heard in the captain's room came from here.
"Captain, I'll go take a look!" Dip jumped straight down.
"Pay attention to safety! Be warned in time if you encounter any danger, don't do it!!"
"Plop~!" With a sound, the bandage had fallen into the water, and the thing that was hitting the ship's hull instantly shrank into the sea.
Dip was very fast, and it didn't take long before he returned to the deck with the rope that stretched out to the sea.
He was holding a furry dog-like creature in his right hand, followed by a large flat tail.
This is a sea otter, a common marine creature. It holds a clam in its hand. It seems that it ~EbookFREE.me~ tried to use the Narwhal as a chopping board to break the clam shell.
Looking at the dark panic eyes, Charles grabbed it by the back of its neck and threw it back into the sea.
"Go down and find out. A sea otter can't float on such a long sea alone. This is not logical. There must be other circumstances."
"Okay!" Without a word, Deep jumped again. This time it took a long time, almost an hour or so, but it was worth the wait. Deep brought a very valuable message.
"Captain, there is an invisible seaweed group in front of us. This sea otter is probably the creature inside.
"The seaweed group? How wide is it? Can we go around?"
"No, I searched for a big circle on purpose. A large area in front is seaweed. It seems that this is seaweed."
Charles walked back to the cockpit and looked at the chart on the wall. After estimating the distance between himself and the target, he said: "The distance is not that far. Maybe the island is in the seaweed group. We rushed past. ."
Then Charles looked at Dip and Feuerbach next to him, "You two go down, one is to beware of the propeller being entangled with seaweed, and the other is to be responsible for warning of any danger in the water."
"Yes, Captain."
"Ok!"
The problems encountered by the Narwhal were immediately known to all crew members, and everyone began to cheer up to meet the unknown challenge.
Before long, the seaweed group appeared under the searchlight of the Narwhal.
Ordinary seaweed should be green, but here is not. It is dark blue.
It was dark blue under the searchlight, but it looked like a tuft of black hair where everything could not be seen.
"Knocking!" The narwhal's beating from all directions became intense.