Chapter 257

"Charles, what exactly is recorded there?" The doctor lying on the bed had a hint of doubt in his voice.

"Who knows, it's probably something important. Otherwise, your family members wouldn't protect you so well. Rest, I'm leaving."

Just as Charles was about to inspect the water and fuel tanks, Barna's silly voice came from behind him.

"372, what are you doing lying on top of Charles?"

Hearing this, Charles tensed up all over. He quickly took off his clothes and looked down at himself.

I saw 372 with a terrifying expression like a tattoo, hanging upside down on his abdomen with his ferocious mouth open.

This scene frightened Lily to exclaim. "Mr. Charles! What is this? It's scary!"

Charles' face was very ugly. He didn't expect this thing to be attached to him. He looked at the abstract graffiti on his body and asked, "Since I've brought you here, why don't you leave?"

Facing Charles' inquiry, 372 did not take any action, nor did he make any sound.

Tuba on the side ran over, squatted excitedly on Charles' stomach, and whispered something to 372 above.

At the end, he seemed to have talked about something happy with 372, and even laughed out loud.

"Stop laughing, tell him for me, let him leave quickly." Charles didn't want such a thing to hang on himself.

Hearing Charles' question, Tuba nodded repeatedly and whispered something to 372.

After a few seconds, he raised his head, "It said that because it didn't complete the contract with 241, it can't go anywhere now, but can only follow you."

"What's the meaning?"

"You signed a contract with it using 241. Since you brought it up, it must also help you find the 319 mind printer. The contract is two-way, and neither party can violate it."

Charles immediately recalled what he had written with a black marker.

Conditions: 1. Find a container, 2. Let the Wailing Graffiti attach, 3. Go to the sea with the Wailing Graffiti.

Reward: Guide the captain to find the mind printer.

"Isn't that marker pen just for communicating with the relic?"

Charles thought of this, and suddenly remembered something, he reached into his pocket, and the black marker appeared in his hand.

"Is this the 241 you mentioned?"

"I didn't expect you to bring it up too? I haven't seen it for a long time." Tuba was about to reach out to grab it, but Charles directly blocked it.

"Tell this pen to cancel the contract. I don't need this thing to help."

Tuba looked at Charles suspiciously, "Charles, are you crazy? 241 is just a pen, how can a pen communicate?"

Looking at Tuba's crazy face, the corners of Charles' mouth trembled slightly. Sometimes, he really didn't know whether this guy was really crazy or fake.

"Then is there any danger with this thing on me now?"

Although 372 is currently only a graffiti relic that can move, Charles doesn't think it's that simple. If this is the case, the Foundation doesn't have to imprison it.

"372 won't hurt you. You have to be alive to find 319. If you can't find 319 and violate the contract made by 241, it will be in big trouble."

This is not good news. Charles noticed that Tuba did not answer his question directly. He only answered that 372 would not hurt him for the time being, but it does not mean that 372 is safe.

Charles thought for a while, then took out the marker and asked, "What about this thing? Are there any requirements for signing the contract?"

"This thing is very simple. As long as it is written, it must be completed. If you choose to violate the contract, you will disappear."

"By the way, don't use it too much. It's best to only use it once a month. If you use it too much, people will disappear, and although this thing can't talk, it often deceives others to use it. You'd better Be careful."

Frowning, Charles looked at the marker pen in his hand, and it seemed that he had a new relic, but with it came a big trouble.

Frowning, Charles picked up his clothes, put them on himself, and walked outside silently.

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Seeing the dazzling light of Hope Island in the distance, except for Orderic, the crew of the Narwhal showed excited smiles on their faces, and they were almost home.

This was especially true for West, who had completed the exploration mission for the first time. His heart was pounding when he thought of the high salary promised by the governor.

On such a voyage, his job is exactly the same as the previous job on the cargo ship, but the salary is completely different.

At this moment, the cabin door suddenly opened, and the captain with a gloomy face came out of it. West and several crew members beside him immediately stood at attention.

"Why does the captain look unhappy?" West asked in a low voice.

"Hush." ​​The old sailor next to him winked at him.

West quickly shut his mouth, watching the other crew members in the cabin slowly come out.

Although more than two months had passed since the voyage, he didn't know much about the other people on board except for the few sailors who got along day and night.

The Narwhal drove into the pier, and West controlled the windlass to throw down the heavy anchor. The sailor's last job is done.

The Governor's return, the people in the Governor's Mansion had obviously known about it for a long time, and several cars had already parked under the boat and waited.

Just as West was about to follow, he was stopped by the fat chef. "That's the car going to the Governor's Mansion, what are you going with?"

The young man smiled embarrassingly. "Sorry, Mr. Chef, this is my first time here. Excuse me, where do we sailors get our salaries?"

"Go to the Ministry of Finance, follow me later, I can take you there." The chef patted his stomach and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Chef, my name is West Carl, what's your name?" This was the first time the two chatted.

"Max Karl Ernst Ludwig Planck, just call me Planck, actually you can call me a chef or a fat man, I don't care."

West's eyes widened. It was the first time he had seen someone with such a long name, and he didn't know which island it was a custom of.

When the captain got in the car, the sailors directly rented a car and drove towards the administrative department quickly.

Seeing that Orderick, who was also a sailor, was not with the group, West was about to call, but Planck stopped him.

"He is different from us, don't call him."

"Why different? Because he's a vampire?"

"He is an old crew member who explored Hope Island with the captain. This guy has a street in the center of the island."

Hearing this, envy appeared in the eyes of the fellow sailor and the kitchen assistant.