Chapter 217 An Yi

I don't know how long it has passed, Lily's worried voice rang in Charles' ears, it was hazy at first and then became more and more clear.

"Mr. Charles, Mr. Charles, are you okay?? Don't scare me."

The fuzzy consciousness condensed again, Charles opened his eyes, and found himself lying flat on the ground of a big tree, and the crew members looked at him nervously in a circle.

"Look at my fingers, how many are they?" The cold-faced doctor waved two fingers in front of Charles.

Charles struggled to sit up, but he was about to say something when he suddenly froze. "What are we here for?"

"Charles, didn't you say that coming here can lift the curse of the gods? Have you lost your memory?" The doctor checked his captain's head suspiciously.

"By the way, I remembered. I'm here to lift the curse of the gods." Charles slapped his head and stood up, but the next second, he froze again.

Charles discovered that a large chunk of his memory was missing.

He still remembered that he came down from the surface, but the memory of being rescued by the old captain disappeared out of thin air, and all he could find in his brain was a blank space.

With the same treatment, a large piece of memory after the battle with the giant butterfly has completely disappeared, just like an eraser, erasing these two memories from the head.

Charles turned his head to look at the giant tree beside him, and suddenly understood that this giant tree used a special ability to erase his memory of seeing gods.

Could it be that if this tree does this, the curse of the gods will disappear? ?

Charles suddenly said to the old man next to him: "Doctor, check my body and see if I have any mental pollution."

The doctor took out a ball of mucus and handed it over. This time Charles ate it and found nothing. It was like eating an ordinary piece of jelly.

The doctor kept looking at the giant tree next to him, his voice full of surprise. "It actually succeeded. There is really something in the world that can lift the curse of the gods!?"

When Charles heard this, he couldn't believe it for a while. The curse that had followed him for more than ten years actually disappeared.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Charles found that his brain was much clearer.

"Haha! Let's go! Let's celebrate today."

Overjoyed, Charles led the crew into one of the most luxuriously decorated restaurants on the island.

"Mr. Charles, why do you have to eat to celebrate?" Lily, who was holding a fork, asked curiously.

"Because it's a custom on the surface." Charles stroked her hairy head with his hand.

The restaurant served food very quickly, and all kinds of delicacies were brought up, including those Charles knew and some he didn't know, and all the food looked very attractive.

Charles picked up the knife and fork to skillfully cut the tender steak in front of him. When the piece of meat with black sauce was put into his mouth and chewed lightly, his eyes lit up.

Even though he didn't care much about his appetite, he couldn't help but marvel at the taste of this steak. He had never eaten such delicious food.

The strong aroma of food filled the entire dining table. The crew stood shoulder to shoulder, and the plates made clinking sounds. They ate while chatting loudly. Everyone had relaxed smiles on their faces. This mission It's complete.

"Waiter, do you have any wine?? Serve me the best wine you have here!!" The doctor roughly slapped the table with his prosthetic limb, not paying attention to the strange gazes from all around him.

Charles swallowed what was in his mouth, "add me, the strongest!"

"And I."

"I also want."

The wine the crew needed was coming soon,

Open the lid and pour it up, the strong wine rolled down into Charles' stomach like fire.

After being so excited, Charles' mind suddenly cleared up, and he suddenly felt that now was not the time to celebrate.

"Mr. Charles, try this, the marinated fish eggs are delicious." Lily pushed a small plate of dishes over.

The aftertaste of the wine came up, and Charles felt a sense of ecstasy, and he thought to himself: "I'm here, I'm going to spoil everyone's happiness after eating more than half, and I'll leave as soon as I finish eating."

Thinking of this in his heart, Charles' heart suddenly settled down, and he enjoyed the wine and food wholeheartedly.

After drinking a glass of wine, Charles' consciousness slowly dissipated.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already lying in a hotel room.

The lazy Charles stretched his waist, and took out his pocket watch dawdly. He looked at the watch and found that it was already the afternoon of the next day.

"Have I slept for so long? No wonder it's so comfortable." Charles lay down on the bed, he knew it was time to go back, but he just didn't want to move.

"Mr. Charles, the restaurant seemed to be able to deliver food yesterday. How about we eat their food today? It's delicious."

On the other side of the pillow, Lily curled up into a fur ball and said lazily.

Charles licked his lips, "It's fine, I'm just hungry too, we'll leave after this meal."

After drinking and eating, Charles lay on the bed and shaved his teeth leisurely with a toothpick. He has never felt so comfortable.

He squeezed the round Lily next to his left hand. "Such delicious food, why don't we stay for a few more days? Anyway, returning to Hope Island is the same way to rest. I think resting here is much more comfortable than other places."

"Yeah!! It's such a good place, I would like to stay here for the rest of my life." Lily nodded repeatedly.

One person and one mouse showed a comfortable smile on their faces. At this time, the smiles on their faces were no different from those of other islanders.

A strong drowsiness hit, and Charles slowly retracted the quilt with his arms around Lily, planning to sleep back into the cage again.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, suddenly there was severe pain from the oblique scar on Charles' face.

The drowsiness disappeared without a trace in an instant. Charles gritted his teeth, covered his face, and rushed to the mirror to look into the mirror.

There is nothing abnormal on my face, it is still that face and that scar.

"Strange, how come it hurts so suddenly? Do you want to see a doctor??"

Just when Charles was thinking this way, a more intense pain came from the oblique scar on his face, and he almost twitched involuntarily.

Charles flipped his right hand, and the black blade had already appeared in his hand. He used the blade to slash along the oblique scar on his face.

What splashed inside was not blood, but bright purple light. An extremely beautiful purple light shot out from the scar on Charles' face.

In the next second, the purple light was shining brightly, and a translucent jellyfish the size of a fist emerged from the scar. It was the Prophet.

This jellyfish was suspended in mid-air without water, and quickly circled around Charles.

"Charles, you should go. If you stay here too long, you will stay here forever."