Chapter 608 Diary

"Captain...?" Bandage had stood behind Charles at some point, looking at him with a dignified expression.

Charles took Lily out of his pocket and put it in his hand, "Wake up everyone, something is wrong."

While they were getting up, Charles held back the uneasiness in his heart and carefully read the contents of the diary that appeared out of thin air on this page.

June 9, 808

"My diary is not abnormal except for a special diary page. I am considering whether to throw away or burn this abnormal diary."

"It records a lot of my past memories, but if it causes trouble, it's not worth the candle."

"I don't think this trouble is a trivial matter. I decided to disperse all the mice and explore the entire island directly."

"It's very risky, and it will cause some trouble soon, and Lily's mouse doesn't know if it will consume enough, but we have no time to consume it."

Not only are the notes in the diary belonged to Charles, but the tone is also very familiar, as if it was really written by him.

Just as Charles finished reading the contents of the diary, the sleeping crew members gathered around.

The brown-covered diary was flipped open on the ground, and they stood in a circle watching him vigilantly.

"Captain, what kind of text is written on it? Is it the cipher text of the Western Sea Region? I heard that their text is different from other sea regions." Second Officer Nico asked curiously.

Only he knows Chinese characters. And I always carry it close to my body, these words suddenly appeared for no reason.

It is absolutely impossible to say that this word was written by Anna, and then delete her own memory. First, she cannot be so boring, and second, even she cannot imitate her own handwriting.

"Never mind what kind of text it is, the most important thing now is how the above diary came out, I will briefly tell you the content."

Immediately afterwards, Charles explained the information in the diary to them.

After listening, Nico lightly brushed his hair behind his ears, and said softly: "Captain, there is something wrong with the contents of this diary."

"What did you find?" Charles looked at him.

"The time is a bit wrong. The above is written from your perspective, but the content is about the thoughts of seeing this diary suddenly appear."

"But the problem arises here. The content of this diary records the content after it appeared. This is a paradox."

Charles was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what he was going to say. No matter who wrote it, it was prophesying what would happen after its own appearance.

"Someone is providing information to me through the diary? But why? And who?"

The surroundings became quiet for a while, and the crew all looked at the diary in front of them with frowning, guessing the reason for this strange incident.

But there is only the diary that appeared out of thin air, and no one has a clue.

After clearing his mind, Charles cleared his throat and attracted everyone's attention.

"This matter may be a prelude to some kind of big trouble. We must change our strategy and speed up our exploration to get out of here as soon as possible. Lily, how many mice do you have?"

No matter what it is, Charles will not interrupt his plan because of it. He came to the island this time to find the foundation, and this has never changed.

"Well... there are 63 more, sorry, I didn't bring many this time." The golden mouse replied with its head tilted.

"Scatter them all. Quickly explore all other unexplored areas."

As Charles said, he went to lift the diary and flipped to the rough map of the island he had drawn on the diary.

When he saw the map, his expression froze, and he found that there were three lines on it, which happened to be the route he wanted the mice to explore.

"Mr. Charles, what's wrong with you? Why don't you go on??"

Charles glanced at her, then put the diary on the ground, and ordered the mice to start exploring along the line.

While waiting for the return of the rats, in order to prevent sudden danger, Charles did not let the other crew members rest again.

He planned to retreat as soon as the rats came back and found no clues of any Foundation creatures.

Although this was very hasty, and there might be fish that slipped through the net, Charles still felt that the sooner he left, the better, and he became a little uneasy.

Charles' right eye crawled out of the eye socket, jumped directly onto the diary, and stared at it with that eye, beware of any abnormalities in this thing.

Time passed little by little, and the long-term lack of sleep made the crew members look tired.

"Linda, do you have any medicine? Hold on for a while, and if there is no accident, we will go down immediately." Charles asked the ship's doctor.

The bald woman nodded, opened the medical box, and quickly took out several test tubes containing purple medicine.

Charles reached out to take it and drank it directly with his head up. A strong stench came out of his throat instantly, making him retch uncontrollably.

The others reacted in the same way, but when the nausea disappeared, Charles saw that the fatigue on the faces of the boats disappeared, and the potion took effect.

While waiting anxiously, the rats gradually began to return, but unfortunately they didn't find anything special, except for rocks and some Foundation crashes.

When all the mice came back, Charles looked at the map and sensed something was wrong.

"The entire island has been searched, but none of the monsters fighting the Foundation have appeared. The number of Foundation fighters is not right. According to the news from Feuerbach, the Foundation should not be so small."

"Captain, I know what's going on! This place is not the scene of the first crime!!" Excited Dipper suddenly said.

"What did you say?" Charles looked at him suspiciously.

"Uh... I was wrong. It's not the scene of the crime but the scene of the battle. We always thought that the Foundation and those monsters were fighting on this island, and those monsters were also from this island."

"But no, I've been checking the traces these days. Judging from the traces on the island, apart from those planes, apart from us, there are no traces of human beings fighting or moving at all."

"If what you said is true, that means..." Charles slowly raised his head and looked up at the dark sky.

"The Foundation fought those monsters on it. They fell from above to the ground, not on this floating island. There are many things on it."

Hearing what Charles said, the other crew members also raised their heads at the same time.

"My goddess, how many islands are there floating in the air?" Nico said in surprise.