Chapter 290 Reward

"Okay, I'm here." The doctor opened the car door and walked towards the residence. At the door, Linda was waiting anxiously for him with a smoking beaker in his hand.

The "touch" door was closed again. "Go to the pier."

The car quickly arrived at the port. At this time, all the shipyards at the dock were stopped, and all labor was planned in a unified manner to assist the governor's submarine plan.

Now, the Governor's submarine program is above all else.

In the largest dock, James saw the Narwhal, she was hoisted by a thick chain, and some workers were installing some steel plates and machinery on her.

Some boatmen stood at the bottom of the boat and made holes, as if they were going to put something in.

As if seeing James' arrival, several ropes kept twisting towards this side.

Not long after James waved to the Narwhal, he found his captain in the busy dock. At this time, Charles was discussing something with an old man wearing rimless glasses.

As he slowly approached, the sound of the conversation between the two reached his ears. "Remember to make more than a dozen sets of diving suits, and they must be the ones that can withstand high-intensity water pressure."

"It's a bit difficult to add a few more oxygen tubes to the ship, but I will try to find a way as soon as possible."

Charles looked at the drawings and was about to say something, when he saw the former chief engineer approaching. He asked in surprise, "James, why are you here?"

"Captain, it's a small matter, let's see how to deal with it." James handed him the document in his hand.

After a quick glance, Charles immediately understood the cause and effect of the matter. "According to the laws of the island, what will happen to them."

"This kind of thing has never happened before, but if it is handled according to the escape of prison prisoners, they will be shot."

"It's a little too heavy."

"You have to ask that kid Di Pu, he made this decree."

Charles turned his head and looked into the distance, the designers who were arguing about the drawings. "Let's lock them up first, and release them directly when the ship is ready."

After all, these people were arrested by their own orders, they just wanted to go home.

If anyone who wants to go home is going to be shot, then he should be shot too.

Just as they were about to chat, a person walked over from the side. The person who came was a believer of the Guangming God in a red robe.

With a smile on his face, he respectfully said to Charles: "Your Excellency, the Pope invites you to come over."

What? The Pope lives! ? Although Charles had a hunch before, he still tensed up when he heard the news suddenly.

Charles didn't care about the Narwhal, which was still being remodeled, and went directly to the car of the Illuminati Sect.

Just got out of the car. Charles found that there were crowds of people around the gorgeous church, and each of them had a white triangle on their forehead.

Judging from the overjoyed smiles on each of their faces, the Pope has indeed returned alive.

It was Cardinal Hun who came up to him, with an uncontrollable smile on his face. "Governor Charles, as I said a long time ago, His Excellency the Pope cannot be killed by the evil god of writing in the water. What do you think now?"

Seeing his complacent look, Charles ignored him and walked straight to the familiar prayer room.

Come to the prayer room covered with red and yellow silk on the floor, Charles saw the statue of the pope again,

But the current statue didn't move, it looked like an ordinary stone sculpture.

"Where have you been for so long?" Charles asked facing the stone statue.

Facing Charles' inquiry, the thing didn't respond much,

After a full three minutes, the direction of the stone sculpture's mouth and nose moved slightly, of course only in that small area, and there was no change in other areas.

"It's hard to say, my child, I was hurt very badly. I thought I was going to the Kingdom of the God of Light. Fortunately, the God of Light saved me. I still have unfinished missions."

When he heard what he said, Charles didn't know whether he was happy or disappointed. Thinking of Tuba's warning in the video, he was a little bit more disappointed.

"The God of Light is right. That guy Swan was really polluted by the evil in the deep sea, but we didn't stop them." Charles only half believed what the Pope said at this time.

"Do you know what Swan summoned?"

The Pope didn't answer Charles' question, and the eyes in the stone sculpture slowly turned to look at Charles. "Son, how much do you know about those things in the sea. I think I heard you saw some before?"

There is no need for Charles to hide this. "From the diary, when I first arrived at this sea 12 years ago, I saw the huge yellow eyes of a god, and 4 years ago, I saw the palm of a god."

Speaking of this, Charles paused, "I have been to a swamp island that can trap people inside the wall before, and after the island sank, I saw a dark mass with red eyes in the depths of the sea. , I don’t know if it counts as the third one.”

"Ahem~ahem!" The pope coughed violently.

After coughing for tens of seconds, he said slowly: "There are indeed some records about them in this church, but I don't want to tell you."

"Still keeping secrets at this time?"

"My child, I am here for your own good. Their mystery is beyond your imagination. When you get to know them, it also means that they have noticed you. Have you forgotten how much you spent to get rid of their attention?" Has it worked?"

All kinds of things that happened in 041 flashed through Charles' mind, and the Pope next to him continued to talk.

"The less we know, the safer. Those dark existences in the sea are really terrifying. Human beings are not even ants in front of them. Because of this, we need to have a devout belief in the God of Light."

Charles looked at the stone sculpture in front of him suspiciously. How could it be related to the belief in the God of Light?

"In this world, the God of Light is our only hope, and only they can lead us to overcome the despair from the deep sea."

"How can you be sure that your God of Light will help you? Maybe your God is the same as those guys?"

"No, no, the great God of Light is absolutely different from those things. He is the only hope for us humans."

Charles didn't bother to listen to him. He didn't come here to listen to the prayers of the God of Light. He interrupted him directly.

"What do you want me to do? I'm a little busy now, and I'll hear from you later when I'm free."

"Oh, it's like this. I want you to be careful about Swan. He probably blames us for the hatred of the British Isles. I don't care if I'm in the Holy Light Cathedral, but you go to sea all day long. If you come across It will be troublesome for him, try to be careful."

"Wait, what are you talking about? Swan isn't dead?" Charles' voice was so loud that even the believers stationed outside could hear him clearly.

"He sacrificed the entire island, how could he die? Not only did he not die, but he also received... a reward from the revelers."