Chapter 429 Damage

"Shu~" Dipper who was at the helm sucked back the snot that flowed down, he shrank his neck but it didn't get much better.

The cockpit of the Narwhal now has no roof and no glass. Standing here for several hours, being blown by the sea wind so loudly, even a deep diver can't bear it. He almost can't feel his fingers. exists.

"Da da da" footsteps sounded, and the first officer, whose bandages were all stained red with blood, came over, holding the backup chart of the captain's cabin in his hand.

"How long...how long have you been walking?"

"The direction has not changed, it is exactly 60 nautical miles now."

Bandage nodded silently, and quickly checked the simple chart next to him.

"What's going on next?" Dipper asked without looking back.

After the pen tip of the bandage paused slightly, it continued to draw along the ruler. "Tommy... didn't keep his right hand..."

Di Pu sighed slightly. Although the crisis has passed, the situation of the crew is not optimistic.

They survived, but the sharp teeth of the sea otter tore off their muscles, exposing the bloody bones. In this case, even Linda couldn't treat it, but had to cut it off.

"It's okay. The captain will spend money on prosthetic limbs for them. After all, Tommy is still making money."

Bandages are rarely the first to speak to others. "It's easy for others to say... Feuerbach... is being rescued... He may not be able to hold on..."

"What, why?!" Facing the news, Di Pu looked very surprised.

"His stomach was... cut open by the captain once, and his intestines were pulled out by a sea otter during the battle... a large part..."

Dipper immediately sighed, "That boy Feuerbach, all the wind and waves came here, but he stumbled on this little sea otter."

"But there's nothing you can do about it. Who told them there are so many of them? If the Hope Island Navy were here, there wouldn't be so much trouble. Just kill them all."

Just three cabins below Dipper's, Charles with arms crossed stood waiting at the door of the medical room.

Suddenly the door was pushed open from the inside, and he hurriedly went up to Linda who came out, and asked solemnly, "How is the second officer?"

"The intestines have been stuffed back, but because of the previous delay, various germs have invaded the blood circulation, which has caused sepsis with acute systemic infection."

"Combined with other injuries on his body, the probability of survival is less than 40%. If he is on the verge of death, I suggest using the source quality ritual to gamble."

Charles' face became very ugly. He didn't expect that after finally avoiding the big crisis, his crew would lose on the way back.

And this isn't the first bad news for him.

He turned his head and looked at Tuba, who couldn't move or speak. Ever since the previous incident, Tuba had always been like this, looking like he had no soul at all.

"The matter of Feuerbach will be discussed later, you should help Tuba to treat it first."

Linda walked over and helped Tuba up, "Captain, you should know that in his condition, ordinary medical treatment is not very useful, so I can only try."

With a "click", the door of the medical room closed again, and Charles sat down slowly on the stool beside him, waiting for the fateful result.

A soft little hand reached out and squeezed Charles' right hand. "It's not your fault. I suddenly figured out that there's no reason for that kind of thing to attack us."

"They are the gatekeepers from various angles. They are hunting dogs trying to hunt down the stowaways. Whether it is the huge worm before or the Tuba behind, they all leave their angles."

Charles turned his head to look at Anna next to him. "This is not a good consolation. If this is the case, then it will mean that Tuba from another perspective will no longer exist. I am afraid that Tuba from our perspective is dead."

Anna's head rested gently on Wipe's shoulder. The look in her eyes flickered slightly. Think of everything before.

"Is there any way to do this? This is not only for humans, but it is also very dangerous for monsters like us."

The atmosphere in the dark corridor was somewhat depressing, and it was very quiet for a while

Suddenly Charles said, "There's nothing else going on here, you can take Shining back first."

"It's okay, I'll wait later, if something in the sea climbs onto the deck, I can help you deal with it."

"Go back, I can handle those things easily."

Seeing Charles' resolute attitude, Anna didn't say anything anymore, and patted him lightly with her hands.

"Shua~!" With a flash of white light, a shining sky blue dress appeared in front of the two of them.

Anna reached out and hugged her, "Xinxi, say goodbye to Dad."

"Goodbye, Dad." The two disappeared in front of Charles in an instant.

In the dim corridor, Charles waited silently. He stared straight at the door of the medical room. No one knew what he was thinking now.

A little bit of time passed, and as the distance from Hope Island got closer and closer, the morale of the Narwhal began to pick up, and the influence of the dead crew members was slowly dissipating.

"Ah~" Like a turtle, Tuba slowly held the iron spoon filled with rye porridge and stuffed it into his mouth.

Around his neck was a small bib that was converted from a jacket to catch the drool from the corner of his mouth.

"It's recovering well, at least I can take care of myself." Linda, who was sitting across from Tuba, said to Charles, who was on the side.

Charles waved his hand in front of Tuba's eyes, only to find that the other party ignored him and focused on eating the food.

"It's useless to take care of yourself. He doesn't know anyone now, and he's crazy. No one can understand what he says."

"What's the difference between that and him before? Anyway, they are all crazy, but now, they are even more crazy."

After thinking for a while, Linda said again: "Actually, I'm not sure whether his current situation is the result of my treatment or he healed on his own. According to the situation you told, this is really beyond my scope. "

Tuba was still eating slowly, ignoring what the two people next to him said.

At this time, a brown mouse ran to Tuba's feet and bit his trouser leg, but it didn't get the response it deserved.

Charles knew that this matter had come to an end, no matter whether Tuba could return to normal, he would probably get off the ship in the future.

Seeing the navigator in front of him, Charles thought of another injured person, "How is Feuerbach's situation?"

"The situation is not optimistic, but his will to survive is very tenacious, and he is still consuming it for the time being."