Chapter 62 Alive

As the searchlight of the Narwhal came over, an island full of green plants appeared in front of all the crew members.

This good news dilutes the thrill just now, and the excited Charles took out the chart and re-calibrated the coordinates.

As long as the coordinates of the first island are found, the coordinates of other islands in this island chain will be much more certain, and this also directly proves that the chart is true.

The Narwhal began to make preliminary explorations around these islands. After turning around, Charles found that the island was not big, probably only half the size of a coral island.

He judged that the probability of this place having a surface entrance was very small, but no matter how small it was, he still wanted to go up and have a look.

Charles still followed the previous steps, throwing some sea fish up first, and seeing that there were no living creatures, he sent the first crew to the island again, just in case, if they were wiped out by something directly, the more As he approached home, he became more and more cautious.

Two hours later, the first group of crew members emerged from the woods and stood on the beach waving flags.

"No threat." Charles recognized the meaning of the semaphore.

"Anchor! Turn off the furnace!" The two wooden boats were lowered, and all the crew members approached the island.

Di Pu, who went to the island first, said excitedly: "Captain, come quickly, I found a broken house here."

Without saying a word, Charles followed him into the forest and walked through a forest path repaired with a knife blade. He saw a three-story hut wrapped in vines.

The hut was so dilapidated that Charles wondered whether the hut full of cracks was supported by the vines that climbed the outer walls.

"Captain, there's no one inside, not even a corpse."

Charles led a group of people into the building carefully. Everything in the house was covered in dust, as if forgotten by history.

"Look around and let me know if you find any text messages." Hearing the captain's order, the crew began to search in the building.

Charles casually picked up a water glass made of unknown material, but it instantly shattered when he touched it lightly.

"Ahhh!!" "Bang bang bang!!" The horrified screams and gunshots brought Charles back to consciousness, and he turned and rushed towards the sound.

When he rushed into the room where the sound came from, he saw four sailors huddled together, aiming nervously around with guns.

"What did you see? Why did you shoot just now?"

"Captain! Over there! We saw a little thing running past just now!" The sailor pointed at the innermost side of the messy house with his gun.

Charles pulled out the black blade and rushed over. He threw out all kinds of messy things, but he didn't find any living things.

Charles turned his gaze to a corner of the wall, where there was a crack in the wall, and there was a row of small footprints underground.

He squatted down halfway, his eyes looked through the crack, and a human eye with blue pupils flashed through it. "There's something in it!"

Charles immediately stood up and rushed to the next room, but after he arrived at the place, he did not find the figure of the owner of the eyes.

He returned to the original room and carefully identified the footprints on the ground. The footprints were only half a centimeter wide, which was pitifully small. Charles judged its owner to be no more than 5 centimeters in size.

"The natives of the island?" Charles immediately recalled the little man who came out of his head.

But he abandoned this idea in a blink of an eye. The eyes he saw from the inside were obviously the size of normal people's eyes, and a contradiction appeared. How could a normal human being pass through the crack that is directly one finger wide?

"Captain! What's wrong! I heard gunshots!"

"Did something happen?"

"What just happened here?"

The other crew members of the Narwhal rushed over at this time, asking questions with one tongue.

Charles stood up and told them what happened just now. "There are living things on this island, everyone be careful."

Seeing a little nervousness on everyone's faces, Charles said: "Don't worry too much, no matter what that thing is, it is now hiding from us, not us from them."

Immediately afterwards, Charles asked them, "Did you find any clues in other rooms?"

Seeing everyone shaking their heads, Charles showed a hint of disappointment on his face, but felt that it was reasonable that his luck had not been very good, and it was impossible to find his way home on the first island.

A group of people walked out of the building under the leadership of Charles and continued to explore the island.

The road in the woods is not easy to walk, there are vines and branches everywhere, and a path must be cut with a knife.

After walking for two hours, Charles estimated in his heart that he hadn't even walked 1 mile. Looking at the tired and panting crew, he ordered to rest.

"Doctor, do you know these plants on the island?" Charles asked the old man who was eating bread.

"Do you think I am omnipotent? How can I know the plants on the desert island? I can only judge that these plants should not eat people."

Richard interjected directly, "Brother, there are so many trees here, which proves that the land here is good, and it can definitely be cultivated. As long as fresh water is found, people can live on this island!"

"It's not that simple. There are only plants in this place, and there are no animals."

While the two were discussing, the doctor next to him suddenly collapsed on the ground with pain on his face. Seeing this, Charles rushed over and helped him up. "Doctor, what's the matter! Speak!"

The doctor with a grim expression stretched out his iron hand and grabbed at his chest indiscriminately. "Damn it! Something is biting me! Help me grab it off!"

Charles lifted his coat, and found a round cake wriggling quickly inside the doctor's blood-stained shirt.

Not daring to delay, he immediately raised the black blade in his hand, and picked everything along the top of the thing. With the doctor's painful groan, the thing wrapped in clothes was picked up dozens of meters away.

Charles looked down at the doctor's chest, and was shocked by the hideous wound. He saw that the large piece of skin on the left side of the doctor's abdomen had disappeared, exposing the thick ribs.

"My God, what did you put in your clothes!"

"I didn't put anything!! What's inside your clothes is your mask!" After the painful doctor finished speaking, he took out a handful of powder and poured it on the wound tremblingly.

"096?" Charles turned his head and looked towards the ground, only to see the pale clown move out of the rag with a blood mask hanging from his mouth.

"The mask is alive?" Everyone stared wide-eyed at the absurd scene in front of them.

Without waiting for other people to react, 096 gave the crowd a horrible grin, and rolled into the woods like a wheel.