Chapter 258 The Radio

After hearing this, West looked around at his companions, only to realize that the people who came with them were all small characters like sailors and cooks.

"I see. No wonder I always feel that the people on the boat are always divided into two sides."

"Yeah, they are different from us. When we first explored Hope Island, one counted as one, and now they are all big shots on the island. If it wasn't for that guy Orderick who is a vampire and is not suitable to come forward, I guess he wouldn't either." Stay on the boat." The cook next to him explained to West.

There was a hint of excitement on West's face. "If I had known that the exploration ship was so simple, I would have participated in it. In fact, Hefang Island where I was before also had the Explorers' Association."

"How can there be such a good thing, this voyage is the luckiest one, we just need to carry it on board, but the dangers we encountered before are more dangerous every time, you can just say last time, Boss Dipper he……"

The sailor was just halfway through speaking when he was forced to stop by the eyes around him.

He touched his nose and didn't say anything else. The crew members were not allowed to discuss the details of the exploration on the island, so he almost forgot.

Chef Plank said to West with a dignified face on his double chin: "The contracts you were asked to sign on board the ship are not just a joke. You must abide by the confidentiality agreement."

Seeing that the atmosphere in the carriage was a bit weird, West didn't ask any more questions, he nodded and waited quietly.

The crowded car soon arrived at the administrative department. Looking at the shiny floor and the crystal-clear chandelier, West felt a little timid for a while.

The other crew members were very familiar with it. They followed a woman in a short skirt and walked towards a side door, followed by West.

"Do you want it transferred directly to your bank account, or in cash?"

Hearing the golden-eyed man behind the desk say this, West shuddered, "Cash, I want cash."

The man with glasses glanced at it in surprise, then took out a slip and started writing. "Please go to the special counter No. 9 of the East Bank of England to collect it."

Seeing the numbers on the paper, West felt dizzy, he didn't know how he came to the bank. But when the sack of green Echo Coins was delivered to him, he suddenly woke up.

He couldn't earn so much money in He Fangdao for the rest of his life, but it was in front of him now.

Smelling the unique seaweed smell of Echo Coin, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Walking out of the grand gate of the bank, he held the banknotes in his arms, not knowing what to do for a while.

"By the way, I'm going to send a telegram, and I'm going to tell my mother and my younger brothers and sisters that I'm rich!! I'm going to take them all over."

West excitedly rushed into the nearest telegraph office and reported the exciting news to his family.

At this time, Charles had already arrived at the Governor's Mansion, lying on a soft sofa that could almost sink him.

He knew that his current goal was to contact the Governor of the British Isles and ask if he could customize a submarine, but at a moment, he suddenly didn't want to move anything, just wanted to lie quietly like this forever.

He missed Anna a little, and wanted to hold her hand and have a quiet conversation.

Charles didn't know when he fell asleep, and it was already the next day when he woke up again. He didn't wake up naturally, he was awakened by the sound.

On the table in front of him, a group of colorful rats were scrambling for something. "Lily?"

The mice stopped and looked at Charles in unison, but Lily didn't come out of it.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing Charles' inquiry, the mice quickly dispersed and pushed a small wooden box up.

Looking at the slender antenna on the box and the familiar knob, Charles became interested. "Is this... a radio? Show me."

Charles lightly twisted the knob on the top, and there was indeed a noisy human voice coming from inside.

Although the sound section is full of noise and the volume is pitifully low, this is indeed a radio.

After a quick disassembly and inspection, Charles found that the thing had no power source, it was just a mineral radio with a very simple structure.

This kind of thing doesn't need a power source and can also accept a signal.

The intermittent human voice on the radio reached Charles' ears.

"Friends, the world... is troubled, you can't eat well, don't even have a partner, and are controlled by... desires, come on..., join us, as long as you join us, you will not only To be fed and clothed enough, and to have a wife and husband for life who will keep company..."

"Illuminati?" A question mark slowly appeared in Charles's mind. He was not surprised that the radio appeared. Compared with Earthsea's technology, it has almost reached this point, but the content inside is really surprising.

He moved again and found that there were only three stations inside, the other station was used to discredit the Fortan religion, and only the last station was playing a song, and this song was also a hymn praising the God of Light.

"Where did you get this thing?"

The mouse ran out in a hurry, and a newspaper was dragged in front of Charles. He opened it, and the information inside surprised him a little.

"Just today, the Governor of the British District, Swan, announced a big news. In order to show that he is a better Governor than those losers, he will provide the latest products of all the research institutes in the universities to all the people in the British District for free. Islanders, remember, everyone, whether you are a beggar or a person in the heart of the island, has a share!"

"This is big news. Everyone knows that Governor Swan has always sold the various mechanical products at the highest price possible, but this time he is so generous. Maybe he wants to use this to stabilize His floating hearts that have been crushed to the island."

"Free stuff is always nice anyway, and if he does, he'll be the most generous Governor in the entire ocean! Let's see what he'll give everyone."

Putting down the newspaper in his hand, Charles walked to the balcony and looked down.

I found that the islanders below were also holding those ore radios in their hands, playing with them with relish.

He seemed to feel that the technological level of Hope Island had improved a lot after he came and went back and forth for more than two months.

Reminiscent of the content on the radio, Charles knew that these things would be impossible without the cooperation of the God of Light.

Charles is very sure that the technology that the church has obtained from New Territories City is definitely not limited to media. If other technologies are also promoted, it will be far better than this ore radio.

But now he doesn't release anything else, but only releases this, which is very interesting. If you know that there is a radio, you must cover the stations in the North Sea, which is a huge effort.

"These guys are brainwashing them through the radio, trying to get them to join the Light God Sect."

Thinking of the pope's signature smile, Charles felt a chill in his heart. This centenarian was far more sinister than he had imagined.

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