Chapter 96 Footprints on the Ship

islands.

An island slightly larger than Coral Island appeared in front of Charles and the others.

Everyone looked at the island in the distance with serious expressions. They knew that the next moment was the most dangerous moment in the voyage.

This island is different from other islands. There is a towering wall on the outside, which tightly surrounds the inside, so that people can't see the environment inside the island at all.

The walls are gray and white, and the building material is a bit like cement, without any markings on it. It is difficult to judge whether this thing is built by humans.

"Captain! Look, there is a boat over there!"

"No need to remind, I saw it too."

The bright searchlights were directed towards the front. It was a steam ship that was slightly larger than the Monowhale. The white triangle mark beside the ship proved the identity of the owner of the ship. A ship that never came back.

"Weapons are all ready, let the boat go." If there are clues above, maybe he can avoid the fate of disappearing from appearing on him.

As the distance drew closer, more details appeared in front of Charles. The anchor was not raised from the water, and the ship was parked here by themselves.

There was nothing messy on the deck, and the Illuminati believers were not physically attacked on this ship.

When Charles stepped on the deck, he found that a layer of dust had accumulated on the deck. Judging from the time, the ship had been parked here for almost two months.

The unattended steamboat was eroded by the sea wind, showing a sense of dilapidation everywhere.

"Go, go to the captain's room first." If you want to know what happened on a ship, then the fastest way to find it is from the captain's sailing diary.

A group of people rushed forward into the hatch vigilantly. The structure inside was similar to that of the Narwhal. Once they entered, there was a narrow corridor.

Di Pu was about to take the lead in exploring the way, but was stopped by an iron hand.

"Captain, why...?"

Charles lowered his voice and crouched slowly. "Shh, look at the ground."

As everyone's vision gradually decreased, a row of six-finger footprints on the dust clearly appeared in front of them, something else had come in here.

Charles and the others slowed down, stepped on the footprints on the ground, and walked slowly in.

The doors were gently pushed open, and the flashlight followed the muzzle of the gun and kept poking inside.

But the inside of the cabin was very calm, except for some ordinary things, I didn't see any living things.

Slowly the last door appeared in front of everyone. Charles' ears moved, and his keen hearing sensed movement inside.

"Careful, there's something in there."

Kenona swallowed with some difficulty, and took out a blue candle.

"Touch!" The door was slammed open, and seven or eight gun barrels pointed towards the inside, but immediately everyone showed disappointed expressions on their faces.

This is the kitchen, and the ones who made the noise were the mice gnawing on moldy biscuits. Frightened by such a loud noise, the mice quickly dropped the biscuits in their hands and fled quickly.

The environment inside is the same as the outside, except for the tattered ingredients gnawed by rats, there is still nothing abnormal.

The crew quickly dispersed and started rummaging for clues, Charles rested his chin on his prosthetic leg and thought about things.

"Why is there no one? If there is no one, where did the footprints just come from?"

Just when Charles walked past a silver-white kettle and saw the reflection on it, the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank and he raised his head sharply.

A deformed purple monster like a toad hangs upside down from the ceiling. When it saw that Charles found itself, it stepped on the ceiling with its strong hind legs, opened its big mouth full of sharp teeth, and directly covered Charles.

At this critical moment, Charles raised his left hand, "Scratch!" The hooked spear with the chain was instantly activated, and it was directly nailed back to the ceiling.

He pulled hard with his left hand, and the monster fell to the ground fiercely. At this time, the other crew members around also reacted. Pull the trigger and shoot the thing quickly.

When the gunshots died down, the thing was almost a mass of rotten flesh.

Charles squatted down to identify it for a while and said: "This thing looks like it is in the sea, and it should have come up to find something to eat soon."

Di Pu breathed out, "I thought it was something. After a while, it turned out that it was the footprints made by this thing."

Charles looked at the monster's webbed lower limbs and shook his head. "No, it can't make footprints like that. Those footprints are something else."

As soon as Charles said the words, the newly relaxed spirit among the crew suddenly became tense.

"Let's go, look elsewhere first."

Soon Charles and others checked the ship, but found that there were no clues, not even the captain's logbook.

"Perhaps the believers of the Guangming God Sect don't keep diaries at all. No normal person keeps a diary." Richard jumped out and said.

Charles ignored him and continued to think about the problem. He always felt that something was missing, but he just couldn't remember it.

Just when one of Lily's mice ran past him, he suddenly thought of a way.

"Lily, can you find the mice on this boat and ask them what happened on the boat?"

"Okay, just wait." Following the order of the white mouse, the black and brown mice quickly dispersed.

Soon a shivering gray mouse was pushed out by the rats, and Lily stood beside it, squeaking.

"Mr. Charles, it said that some things came to the boat to get something from time to time, and went back to the island."

"What kind of thing, is it a person or what?"

Lily turned around and quickly exchanged a few words, complaining with a hint of anger in her tone: "These guys are too stupid, it can't explain clearly."

Charles didn't want to expect too much from a mouse, but he knew from its words that there were living things on the island, and they would come to the boat to fetch things every now and then.

Thinking of the huge wall, a thought flashed in Charles' mind, whether the creature the mouse saw was a pirate of Sodom.

But in the next second, he overturned his guess. If they were pirates, they would not be able to put such a good exploration ship here without doing anything. This is not in line with their character.

When Charles recovered from his thoughts, he found that the crew members around him were staring at him in unison.

"Captain, what's the next step?"

He looked towards the huge wall of the island, "anchored, lowered the boat, and prepared to go to the island."

In any case, the island still has to go, and there must be something behind this huge wall.

When everyone walked under the towering giant wall, they suddenly felt full of oppression, as if they were close to a sleeping giant, and everyone even lowered their voices a lot, for fear of waking it up.