Chapter 238 Tuba

"Charles, it's been a long time. You've changed so much. I almost didn't recognize you. Your house is so big. Can I sleep in your house in the future?"

Tuba still looked so heartless, his face and body were covered with filth, as if he just got out of a garbage dump, and he was still carrying a dirty sack with a few holes in his hand,

Judging from the gap, it is estimated that there are some so-called "treasures."

At this moment, Tuba's face suddenly changed again, and he yelled, "No! They came over again, there are so many of them!! They are lying down."

After finishing speaking, Tuba took out a half-rotten mouse dripping with corpse fluid from the bag, and pushed it on the head again.

"They are afraid of nausea, they dare not look at me anymore."

Charles was very surprised that this guy would come here. As one of the kings of Sodom, shouldn't he continue to stay on that sinful island?

Facing the question raised by Charles, Tuba covered his stomach with his hands, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

"Have you eaten? I'm hungry. I haven't eaten for a long time." His stomach made a cooing sound.

Charles looked at the clock on the wall and said to the butler beside him, "That's it for today, let the people below disperse."

"Obey, Your Excellency Governor." With some distaste, he gave Tuba a look, and the butler left.

"Come on, I'll take you to eat something." Cha Qu stood up.

On the rectangular dining table, Lily followed Charles and watched Tuba eating. The little green mouse had a big mouth and said in surprise: "Mr. I can still eat."

At this time, Tuba seemed to have not eaten for a few days. Looking at the food on the table, his eyes almost glowed green.

He grabbed all kinds of food randomly with both hands, and kept stuffing them into his mouth. The fist-sized apple hadn't been chewed twice before it was washed down with cream soup.

A grilled chicken that was steaming and smeared with brown sauce also couldn't last thirty seconds in his hands.

"I don't know if he knows magic, but I guess, even real magicians are not as edible as him."

Originally, Charles wanted to eat something by the way, but now he is already full just watching this guy eat.

Just as Tuba kept licking the empty plate, Charles stopped him. "How did you come here? Where are your friends?"

He really didn't expect that he would see him again one day.

Upon hearing this, Tuba's old face suddenly drooped. "They all scolded me. They said it was my fault that they lost the island. I didn't want to be with them, so I came out."

The corners of Charles' mouth raised slightly. This is indeed true. If it hadn't been for Tuba's help, it would not have been so easy for him to get fuel and fresh water on Tianshui Island.

"Then where are they now? Did they continue to be pirates somewhere else?"

"I don't know. They were bullied badly by those people with white triangles on their heads. Mithila was also injured. He was seriously injured."

"Who is Mithila??"

"Haven't you seen it? It's the little girl you sent the photo to."

Charles realized right away that he was talking about 134, the living relic that sang some kind of song.

Looking at Tuba in front of him who started licking the plate again, Charles thought for a while and said: "Okay, if this is the case, then you can live in Hope Island in the future. With me, at least you won't starve to death. Take it as the reward for your help before."

It doesn't take much to raise a crazy old man.

Charles just stood up and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Touba's hand full of vegetable juice, which felt like being wrapped in a mass of greasy fat. "

Wait, I'm here to apply, you can hire me. "

"Stop it."

"I'm not making trouble, I can be your captain, really, I've sailed before."

Charles completely ignored the guy's crazy words. He slipped his right hand and got rid of Tuba's hands, grabbed Tuba's back collar, and carried him outside like a cat.

"I'm really useful, haven't you lost your way at sea recently? I can find islands anywhere in the sea."

Charles stopped and looked at Tuba hesitantly, "How do you know I lost my way at sea?"

He was wondering before, why when he was in Tianshui Island, he knew so accurately that he would come and prepared gifts for them.

"This guy is a living relic like 134. Could it be that his special ability is to foresee the future?"

"I just know that as long as I want to know something, pictures will pop up in my head. Sometimes those pictures will be clear, and sometimes they will be blurred."

For the first time, Charles has an understanding of Touba's ability. If this ability is used well, it will definitely be of great use.

But the problem now is that this guy is crazy now. He didn't want to be distracted by taking care of a madman while exploring the island.

"I'm not crazy. If I were a lunatic, how could I still remember you? Just let me aboard, and I'll help you be the captain."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Charles looked at Tuba again, "Can you find the location of the island in the sea without coordinates?"

Regardless of whether his predictive ability is reliable or not, the positioning ability he tells is what he needs most at present.

If he really had that special ability, it would be of great use for navigating the Earth Sea.

Trapped in the endless black sea, the hopeless scene of no fresh water and no fuel will never appear again.

"Well, of course I can, I can find my way back to the island with my eyes closed."

It's useless to just say it. This guy also said before that he would be invisible, but it turned out to be a delusion in his head.

Charles ordered Feuerbach to take Tuba to the sea to test whether the guy's words were true.

As for whether he has bad intentions, Charles thinks the possibility of this is very low. When he was in Tianshui Island, he was so crazy that he led the way for the enemy. Such things as conspiracy are really embarrassing for Tuba.

Feuerbach quickly brought Tuba back, the green-haired young man had a surprised expression on his face.

"Captain, this old guy really has this ability. No matter how the steamship turns around in the sea, he can accurately find out the location of Hope Island. Where did you find this guy?"

Hearing this, Charles walked up to Tuba and stretched out his right hand in his heart, "Welcome to the Narwhal."

Tuba looked at Charles' right hand, reached out of the bag, and put a dead mouse in his hand.

Since then, Tuba has become a crew member of the Narwhal. His position is not one of the five positions Charles recruited. He is a brand new position, the navigator.