Chapter 273

When Charles returned to the ship with Lily, it was already 3 o'clock in the morning, and the little mouse had already fallen asleep in his pocket.

Charles sat alone in his room without any sleepiness, and Anna and Swan's words echoed in his mind.

"Is it true that as Swan himself said, many people wanted his life? The strongest overlord in the North Sea ended so easily?"

This guess is really unbelievable. Swan's arrogance of trying to rule the entire Earth Sea has not dissipated, but now it is about to collapse?

The environment of Earthsea changed so fast that Charles couldn't react. When he was not on the shore, it seemed that many things had happened.

He looked out the window at the cooling British Isle docks. At this time, all the fleets of Hope Island have left the port and floated back to sea.

More than half of Lily's mice had already dispersed, and as long as "Londo" on the other side of the British Isle had any abnormal reactions, it would be enough to react whether it was running or fleeing.

And what Anna had to say at the end made Charles very puzzled. How did she know about the monster in the water?

Charles sat in his room, thinking about these questions, and waited until the pier became noisy again.

With dark circles under his eyes, Charles gathered all the management of the fleet and issued a new order as the Governor of Hope Island.

The entire fleet stopped at the edge of the British Isles and waited to see what happened.

In doing this, Charles was thinking of Anna. Although the woman said it was easy, if something happened to her, he could help him.

Of course, if Swann's empire does falter, he doesn't mind being pushed back.

The guy tied him up and put a gun to his head, and Charles wasn't so forgetful.

Perhaps sensing that Charles was in a different mood, the expressions of the other crew members on the ship immediately became solemn. There was a faint chill over the Hope Island Fleet, and shells and guns were always ready.

However, in the face of Charles' somewhat stressful reaction, the navy of the British Isles seemed to have not seen it, and did not even send a scout ship.

Soon, Charles has an unexpected visitor.

"Governor Charles, why don't you park the boat at the pier instead of letting it float? Doesn't that waste fuel?"

The three ship designers with blueprints in their hands asked with doubts on their faces.

Charles looked carefully and found that they were really the designers he had seen at the dock before, so he pushed back the revolver inside his sleeve. "Why are you here?"

The leading designer with rimless eyes was taken aback when he heard this. "Governor, didn't you say that you need to customize a special ship? We have already found out the previous structure diagram."

Charles glanced slowly across their faces, "Your governor...doesn't have any special orders?"

"What order? Oh, don't worry, designing ships and building ships is our life's work. Even if Governor Swan doesn't ask, as long as it is the next order in our dockyard, we will do everything possible. This is Our necessary professional conduct."

Hearing these words, Charles was a little confused now, he didn't know what Swan was doing.

Take yourself away, completely offend yourself, and now let the people at the dock continue to build ships for you? Is this guy schizophrenic?

"Governor, this is the blueprint, please have a look. I thought it was impossible to build the ship in the sea like you said, but after I searched the archives, I found that just 30 years ago, someone made the same strange ship."

Various yellowed drawings were spread out in front of Charles, on which were the interior and exterior cross-section designers of submarines.

Swipe across the old-fashioned blueprint with his hand, Charles rests his chin on his hand and thinks about the problem.

He wanted the submarine to find the 319 relic to crack the information left in his mind. What did the man 30 years ago want a submarine to find in the sea?

Seeing Charles froze in place, several designers looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally the designer with rimless glasses said: "The design 30 years ago was very backward, we can use it Improve on the basis and create a new ship with stronger power and more powerful weapon systems.”

At this moment, Charles couldn't care less about what Swan was up to, but the submarine was right in front of him, and he couldn't stop it.

"How long will it take to rebuild one?"

"The drawings are ready-made. If it's just a small boat, it will take at least 4 months to build the parts first, and then assemble it. Assembling a surface ship is very fast, up to two months."

"Then what if you use your fastest speed? There is absolutely no problem with the payment."

"If people from other shipyards are allowed to help, it will definitely be much faster, but in this case, all the shipyard parts factories in the British Isle will be forced to shut down. This is obviously impossible. No matter how much money, the Navy will not let us In doing so, the schedules of all shipyards in the second half of the year are already very full."

After thinking for a while, Charles raised his head and said to them, "You do it first, and I will send you the deposit. I will discuss how many shipyards can be vacated to assist together, and I will discuss it with your governor."

Watching the backs of the three leaving, Charles kept tapping on the table with his steel fingers.

"Lily, have your friends discovered anything?"

"No, nothing was found on the island, but they said the atmosphere on the island was weird."

"Send all the mice out, I need any movement from the whole island."

"Um!"

Charles narrowed his eyes slightly, and it seemed that there was going to be a good show on the British Isle, maybe he could join in and get what he wanted.

"Half a year? I can't wait that long. If I end this stage play, maybe I can assist Anna from the side, killing two birds with one stone."

As time passed, nothing unusual happened to the islanders of the British Isles, but things always happen.

Just half a month after Charles arrived in the British Isle. A thick line of black smoke began to rise from the center of the island.

Before everyone could react, the black smoke shrank and swelled. A dark orange mushroom cloud instantly erupted in the center of the island.

A short second later, the deafening explosion brought shock waves to ravage the island crazily.

The sound was so loud that Charles, who was standing on the boat and looking over there with a telescope, felt his ears explode.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Charles' mouth rose slightly, "It looks like a good show is about to be staged."

Not long after the explosion, gunshots, gunshots and riots began. During the period, the black smoke in the chimney of the factory was extinguished, but new black smoke came out from the islander's residential area.