Mysteries of the Earthsea

Seeing Charles frowning and thinking, Hand came over slightly and said: "My lord Governor, I believe you can get better weapons than us. I recommend to you. We optimize the placement of our relics. Some of your small relics are put into the prosthesis, ready to be used, just like this."

　　 He said, placing his white gloved right hand in front of Charles.

　　 Accompanied by the stabbing sound, the white gloves tore in an instant, and a bronze metal prosthesis appeared in front of Charles.

　　 "Kakaka~" The sound of gears turning kept ringing, and his metal index finger was split into two directly from the center, and a small paper-thin dagger bounced out and was easily held by him.

　　 "Look, in this case, not only the time to dig out weapons is reduced, but also unexpected results can be achieved. In the past, many soldiers in the British Isles have customized this service."

　　 "Yes." Charles took out all the relics, "Then these are my relics, put these relics in."

　　 At this moment, Charles suddenly thought of something. After thinking for a while, he took out the phone. "Put this in too."

　　 There are not many relics of Charles, so all the prostheses should be put down.

　　 Looking at the little black mirror in front of him, Hand was a little surprised, hoping that the island's relics were really special.

　　 But as a qualified businessman, Hande knows what to ask and what not to ask. His five fingers cracked directly, and he began to measure the size of various relics.

　　 "Of course, if you want to have any new relics in the future, you can notify us, and we will personally come to redesign it with you."

　　 Looking at Hand's proficient measurement data, Charles couldn't help but feel a little curious about the company that installed prosthetics. "I heard your boss is British Isle?"

　　 "Oh, but he is dead. Speaking of which, Swann, the governor of the British Isles, had a share in our company, and suddenly this happened."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for the next day. The yellow-robed wizards of the West Sea Region who previously partnered with their boss will plan to do it alone, but don't they know that in our current situation, even if there is a big contradiction, we should unite together? "

　　"I really want to separate. In this situation without a backing, soon all the branch property will be completely occupied by the greedy governors on the island.

　　 "What's so great about being able to be magical? You haven't seen their aloof appearances. What age is it now, the era of differential machines and cannons! Sooner or later these stubborn old antiques will be abandoned."

　　 When Hand said this, he immediately realized that there was a governor next to him, waved his hand and said: "Governor Charles, I am not talking about you, I mean other greedy governors."

　　 "I know, you try to hurry up, I didn't come here to listen to your complaints."

　　 Seeing that Charles was not angry, Hand was not talking and quickly busying himself with his work.

　　 Soon the magic circle was drawn by them. With so many people's help, this time it was obviously much bigger than the circle, and the transmission speed was much faster.

　　 As the candles filled the circle, a pure black metal prosthesis appeared in the center of the circle.

　　 Half of the left chest, upper arm, forearm, palm, and the black shell are carved with various complicated patterns. Looking along the way, Charles looks more and more like it.

　　 "Om~" The black tapered pipe of the steel prosthetic limb was directly inserted into Charles's gap, and traces of blood flowed down the gap between the machine and the flesh.

　　 When the pale blue soul ghost cried wolf howling into the prosthesis, Charles felt his left hand come back again.

　　 Opened his hands and clenched again. Charles felt something different. He felt that the prosthesis was much better than the previous ones.

　　 With a movement in his heart, his metal ring finger flicked straight up, a ring appeared directly in his hand, and his body disappeared in place.

　　 "锵!" The black blade bounced directly from the palm of his prosthetic limb. This switch takes less than a second.

　　 "I'm very satisfied, how much is the total amount, you go to Hope Island Finance to settle the bill." Charles touched his new prosthetic limb and said.

"The Governor likes it. It is our honor to serve the Governor. In the future, the replacement and repair of the prosthetic limbs of the Governor will be fully covered by our company, but we have a small request. Of course, I just ask you. It doesn’t matter if you don’t agree."

　　 "That is, please allow the Governor to allow us to add your name when promoting prosthetics."

　　 Charles couldn't help but gave him a good look. This guy really knows how to do business, and he actually thought of advertising himself.

　　 "Okay, you can try it." Charles turned and walked outside the cafe. He couldn't wait to try his new prosthesis.

As Charles just left, the person next to him greeted him with sadness on his face and said, "Mr. Hand, are you really sure to do this? In order to make this prosthetic limb, 70% of all funds in this base have been used. As a result, You just gave it away for nothing?"

"What do you know? The money is in the bank. It's just some paper. Only by replacing it with other things can we ensure that our company will continue. I hope that the Governor of the Island is one of the names. With this thing, other forces want to move. We also have to weigh it carefully."

　　 Five days passed very quickly, and soon it was time for Charles to sail again.

　　 On the lively and noisy dock, Elizabeth held Charles reluctantly and whispered in his ear.

　　 "Can't it be a few days late? We finally got together~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I really hate you." Elizabeth's slightly magnetic voice contained a hint of complaint.

　　 "Sorry, when I finish my work, I will accompany you well, but not now."

　　 "Okay, I'll wait, you can't talk too much." After Elizabeth finished speaking, she lowered her head and lightly printed a red lip print on Charles's neck, then let go of her hands.

　　 After Charles' gaze swept in front of the people on the dock, those were all officials of Hope Island, no matter what they thought, they came spontaneously to send themselves.

　　 "Captain, the chief mate hasn't come back yet. Are some of us going to sea at this time?" The second mate riding on the red shark asked Charles.

　　 "He probably won't be able to make it back. God knows where the gods are in his mouth, so let him rest and rest. He almost killed him last time, the Narwhal, call—"

　　 Just when Charles was talking about this, he suddenly saw a white spot on the dark sea in the distance. As the white spot slowly approached, he found that it was a passenger ship.

　　 As Charles squinted his eyes, he saw a man covered in brand new white bandages standing on the bow of the ship, swearing semaphores continuously, and a smile appeared on his face.

　　 "Hehe, it seems that our chief mate is back, the Narwhal, pull anchor and set sail!"

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