Chapter 456 Poguero

The bright street lights illuminated the street clearly, but walking on the empty street under the sea really made Charles feel a little weird.

"Weapons are ready, pay attention to safety." Charles kept reminding the sailors around him with semaphore.

Above them, the black lacquered torpedo launch port of the Narwhal has been opened, as soon as any enemy appears, the attack will begin immediately.

"Wow"~ The white at the far end of the street flashed past, Charles saw it, but he didn't chase it.

"There's something here, they've started to notice us." Charles' heart hung.

Charles knew that he couldn't just sit still, and with a slight swing of his hand, Dipper next to him slowly swam away.

Pretending that nothing happened, Charles led the crew and walked slowly forward along the street. He did not let the crew enter the surrounding buildings to explore, so as not to be attacked by the thing just now.

That place became more and more weird. At this moment, he suddenly missed Feuerbach's shark very much.

Perhaps it was Charles' lack of reaction that gave the other party the illusion of paralysis. A few minutes later, on the roof of a small building 200 meters away from Charles, a white head poked out again quietly.

When he was quietly looking at Charles and the others, he didn't notice a hideous murloc swimming over his head at all.

"Wow~" Di Pu waved his hands, flung his fangs and claws at the thing and threw himself on it.

"Captain!! I caught it! It's a child!" Dipper shouted loudly in the water with his gills wide open.

Charles, who was wearing a heavy diving suit, rushed over immediately, and soon, he saw the guy in Dipper's hand who had been watching him before.

He has a very ordinary appearance, with a white baseball cap on his head and brightly colored children's clothes. His whole body is completely in line with the appearance of children on the surface. He is not an underwater monster, this is just a boy.

The child seemed to be frightened by Di Pu's terrifying appearance, twisting his voice and struggling and calling for help.

"Earthsea language? Can this boy communicate?"

Charles thought about it quickly, and quickly pointed upwards. It is inconvenient to ask here. Since he caught his tongue, he should ask carefully.

The bulky snorkels of all the divers began to retract, pulling them over the Narwhal, and Dipper followed, grabbing the kid.

In the decompression chamber of the Narwhal, as the sea water slowly descended, when the child saw Charles' face behind the glass, most of the expression of extreme panic and anxiety on his face disappeared.

Charles prevented the bandages outside the decompression chamber from opening the door, and turned to look at the boy who was only eight or nine years old in front of him.

"Can you understand me?" Charles asked.

"Who are you? Why are you here to arrest me? I didn't do anything, I just took a look, can't you just take a look?" He replied anxiously.

Charles breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party was able to negotiate. It is much easier to communicate. This is the first time Charles has encountered such a fluent native in so many years.

"Don't hurt me, I don't have much, I can give you all the points, I was wrong, I shouldn't have sneaked out of the shelter."

As he spoke, the little boy was about to touch Charles' hand, but what greeted him was a fast-rotating chainsaw.

Scarlet blood kept dripping on the floor of the decompression chamber, and the boy screamed in horror while holding his right hand whose middle fingernail had been cut off, and kept shaking his feet.

"Stop making noise! ​​You're so annoying!!" The second officer, Kenona, slapped the boy over, knocking the boy into a daze.

Charles reached out his hand to stop Kenona. He walked up to the boy and looked at him calmly.

"Your actions made me a little overreacted. I'm sorry, but we've just made contact. It's best not to make any abnormal actions. Fortunately, the misunderstanding is not serious, just some minor injuries."

Charles' words didn't break the boy out of his bewildered state, he stood motionless in place, as if his computer had died.

"Pa~" Charles patted his shoulder lightly with a hand in a thick diving suit, making the boy tremble all over. His expression froze and almost collapsed, and a yellow liquid flowed out from under him.

All signs indicated that this child was just an ordinary boy, but Charles' vigilance did not drop in the slightest.

You know, whether it is the surface or the earth sea, no child can breathe underwater.

Charles walked to the door of the decompression chamber and talked to the bandage outside through a gap.

Soon he brought some things over, one of which was a mind printer and some sugar cubes.

"What's your name?" Charles asked the first question as he put the printer on the ground.

Surrounded by a group of men twice as tall as himself in heavy diving suits, the boy resisted the desire to cry and opened his mouth several times before finally opening his mouth. "Bo... Boguero..."

"呵呵~呵呵~" The printer started to move, and the data it displayed proved that the other party was not lying. This boy was called Poguero.

"Very good, Poguero, tell me, what is this island?" Charles stuffed a candy into his mouth.

"No. 68" As the drops of water on Poguero's brown hair slowly dripped, the sweetness of sugar seemed to have played a role, at least his body was no longer trembling as much as before.

"Island No. 68? This naming method is quite characteristic of the Foundation." Charles thought to himself.

"Is there anyone else on the island besides you?" Charles then asked.

Poguero nodded, "Well...they are in the shelter below the street. The mayor said that there is a great danger recently, so we must not come out."

mayor? It seems that the humans on this island still maintain a normal order, which is a good thing.

"Then did you see a huge key on this island 68? Just help me find the key, and I'll put you back right away."

As if hearing the possibility of returning home, Poguero's frightened eyes lit up.

He reached out his hand and took out a key with a round handle from around his neck, "You want the key, is this key okay? This is the key to the door of my house."

Charles shook, "Not this kind of key. See our current ship? That key is 10 times bigger than this ship."

Pogro looked fearfully at Kenona, who was staring at him, and said hesitantly, "I don't know."

Charles asked some details again, but the other party knew very little about it, and he couldn't answer whether it was the foundation or the key.

Just when Charles was about to think about how to get more clues out of him. The bandage outside the decompression chamber opened the door and came in.

"Captain... there is something outside... flying over."