Chapter 357 Daily Life

The Pope seemed very angry at Charles for hurting his eye, and yelled at Charles angrily.

Faced with this situation, of course, Charles would not show any good looks, and pushed back with a strong attitude.

In the end, the two broke up unhappy. This was the first time that the two had such a deadlock.

Seeing the gloomy pope rushing out of the room, the doctor pushed the wheelchair to Charles and said unexpectedly, "He cares about you so much?"

The corners of Charles' mouth raised slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. "Do you think it's possible? He's probably worried that I'll never be able to help him explore the island again. It's hard to find a reliable tool like me."

Looking at Charles' eyes wrapped in gauze, the doctor sighed helplessly again. "What about your eyes? Or are you planning to retire and stay on the island?"

"Pretending to be a prosthetic eye, why, can't those guys do it?" Charles' heart hung slightly.

The doctor shook his head. "Can eyes be the same as muscles? Their prosthetic eyes can't reach the real ones at all. What's the use of prosthetic eyes that can only see some blurred outlines? No matter how good they are, they're not as good as your own."

"Can only see outlines and lines clearly?" Charles tried to imagine that special world in the dark world, but he couldn't imagine what kind of scene it was.

"It's okay, something is better than nothing." Charles seemed very optimistic about this.

With a creak, Charles heard hurried footsteps, which he was familiar with, and it was Dipper's.

"Why are you the only one? What about the people in their company?" Charles asked in the direction of the voice.

"Captain, I brought all of them here, but the Pope drove them away. He said, he will figure out a way for your eyes, and he will get your eyes back."

Charles was really surprised by the Pope's move. This guy was arguing with him just now, but he started helping him in a blink of an eye.

But after thinking about it carefully, it was reasonable that he couldn't go to sea again, and his interests were also hit.

He said that as long as he finds an exit on the surface, the God of Light will be out of trouble. If he doesn't help himself at this critical time, it will only prolong the time for God of Light to get out of trouble.

"Finally, he looks like an ally. I thought this guy was just trying to enjoy the benefits. By the way, I was so busy arguing with him just now that I forgot to tell him that I found the map of the surface exit."

After Charles finished speaking, he stood up, and Dipper hurried over to help him, but he gently pushed him away.

"Okay, I don't need your help here, go home, your Alia should have missed you for a long time."

Dipper's voice sounded very surprised. "Mr. Charles, why do you say that? What is my Alia? She is just my former subordinate."

Charles turned his head to the direction of the voice, "Subordinate? Which subordinate dares to help you escape from prison and help you plan your escape route?"

"Then this only means that she is loyal!"

Charles felt a little helpless in his heart. He pointed to the left side with his hand, "Go out, I thought I was already slow enough, but I didn't expect you to be slower than me."

"Okay then, I'll go home first, and the captain, the direction you are pointing at is not the door but the wall." Di Pu left quickly with footsteps.

Charles withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and asked the doctor next to him, "Doctor, how is your research on the relic going?"

As a result, Charles asked for a long time, but found that there was no response. After listening quietly for a while, he realized that the doctor had fallen asleep in a wheelchair.

Listening to the long breathing, Charles sighed slightly.

"Sure enough, no matter how brave he is, this old guy is still old."

Charles groped for the wall, slowly opened the door, pushed it open and walked out.

No newspaper dared to report on the matter of Lord Governor's blindness, and no one dared to discuss it openly.

But the news spread on the island at an unimaginable speed.

After receiving the reward, West happily returned to the basement that belonged to him, when he saw his mother greeted him with worry in her eyes.

"West, is what they preached true? Is the governor really blind? What about you, are you physically injured? Take off your clothes and let me check."

West pushed his mother's hand away in a panic, "Mother, it's okay, I'm really okay, I'm just a sailor, when I get on the ship, I clean the deck, tidy up the warehouse, and when I get off the ship, I just carry food and water. What can I do? matter?"

"Really? Don't lie to me."

"Really, except for the captain's eye injury, no one on board died this time, and they all returned safely." West's words were firm, and he became more and more proficient in lying.

Seeing her son say that, Elena breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good, everything is safe. Don't let anything happen again. By the way, why don't you resign? I saw that the post office is recruiting postmen, and there are more than 3,000 responses a month."

Upon hearing the meager income, West showed a trace of disdain. If he was still the boy who fought against the bag at the dock, he might be very happy, but he is not now.

As a sailor on an exploration vessel, he had come to despise such mundane work.

"Mother, don't worry about my affairs. I can take care of my affairs by myself. It's hard for me to come back. Let's go out and have a good meal." He greeted his younger siblings and pushed his mother towards the door go.

Walking on the bustling street, West planned to go to the luxury restaurant in the heart of the island, but his mother didn't think so, she thought it was too expensive and it was not worth eating.

In the end, West still couldn't beat his mother, and came to a civilian restaurant with a much lower grade. Although the various dishes were quite good, they were obviously not as exquisite as before.

But seeing his family eating with gusto, he didn't say anything more.

After drinking and eating, they walked towards home. West looked at the smile on his mother's face, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose. "Mother, you look very happy. Don't worry, we can afford to eat in a restaurant like that just now."

Yi Lianna slightly looked up at her eldest son who was a head taller than herself, and said with some emotion: "West, I am not happy to eat delicious food, but I am happy that my son has returned home safely."

West's eyes were a little evasive, he could hear the meaning in his mother's words, but he didn't want to give up, this is his current highest-paying job.

And to be honest, working with those big shots has greatly satisfied his vanity. He feels that at this moment, he is no longer a poor boy with nothing, but a teammate of those big shots.

Thank you Dongdong Gundong for the 500 reward, thank you for the 1000 reward I am so ashamed to shoot, and thank you for your support.