Chapter 361. Inside the Governors Mansion

Chapter 361. Inside the Governor's Mansion

A panting Charles landed heavily onto the bed.

"I told you to be gentle!" A rosy-cheeked Anna looked down at the tattered stockings in her hands with distress. "One day, I'm really going to file those fangs of yours. I had a hard time getting my hands on this, and it's Spider Islands's latest spider silk product!"

"It's useless. I tried to saw them off, but they just grew back again," Charles replied.

"Why don't you just muster all your determination and rip them out? You're not a vampire, so you don't really need those fangs," Anna suggested as she snuggled up to Charles' arm.

Charles leaned and planted a kiss on her beautiful hair before saying, "Now that I think about it, Anna, do you still have the Bat Mirror? It might come in handy for the next exploration; we're going to the surface world, after all."

"No way, that mirror is way too dangerous. Use it too much, and you'll become some kind of freakish monster. And do you really think that I'm not familiar with your temperament?

"If I compromise, you'll definitely go overboard. You have no self-control at all."

Anna sat up, but Charles pulled her straight down.

Before they could get into it, however, a flash of radiant light erupted in the room, and a cute little girl wearing a skirt appeared at the bedside. Her yellow, cross-shaped pupils were fixed curiously on the couple on the bed. New novel chapters are published on

Charles hastily covered himself and Anna with the thin blanket and stammered, "S-Sparkle... why are you here? Aren't you playing with Lily?"

"Mouse... lazy..." the little girl replied.

Meanwhile, the naked Anna nonchalantly lifted the blanket off her and rose to her feet. She lifted her daughter up to reveal the eight bright yellow tentacles underneath rather than two tiny legs.

"I still have many things to handle back at home. Don't forget to install a telegram machine on your ship. Contact me once you've found the exit to the surface world," Anna said.

Her words had yet to finish echoing in the room when another flash of radiant light erupted. The two were no longer in the room by the time the radiant light disappeared.

The old codger had been sending people to harass him every day since the former acquired the nautical chart.

After the shower, Charles went to his office to deal with the island's administrative affairs. Honestly, Leonardo and Bandages were so great at their jobs as the Minister of Administration and Navy Admiral respectively, that Charles barely had to oversee matters.

However, he was still the Governor of Hope Island, which meant that he couldn't completely let go of the island's affairs. The island belonged to him, after all.

In addition, if something had happened to the surface world, he would have to spend the remainder of his life here, so Charles believed that he had to take care of Hope Island.

Time passed slowly, and Charles took his time familiarizing himself with Hope Island's current affairs. Hope Island's governance appeared pretty healthy at the moment—finances, military, education, etc., seemed pretty robust.

Of course, it could all be because of the fact that Hope Island was just three years old, which meant that it was still in its rapid growth phase, where any issues could be resolved by passing down the relevant decree.

An island with over a hundred years of history would see its waters muddied by the vested interests of many people, and its Governor would find their decision-making impeded by such variables.

Charles felt his new eyes sting after using them to read documents throughout the entire morning. He decided to take a break and had a maid bring him coffee and some raw meat.

Charles took a sip of the hot coffee before digging into his right eye socket and removing his eye. He then placed his eye on the table, and it started twitching before pouncing on a chunk of meat.

The spider thrust its fangs into the meat and started injecting digestive enzymes into the meat. Charles found this part of feeding the spider to be quite troublesome; the spider had to liquefy its food first before it could consume it.

"Hm? Is this a new variety of coffee? This coffee tastes different than usual."

"I heard it's made from one of Admiral Bandages' experimental seeds. They sped up the growth process to send a sample to the Governor's Mansion. I heard the farmers say that the seeds produce greater yield and are tastier, too."

So, this coffee has been genetically modified? Charles was truly surprised. If they could do the same to the staple crops like bananas, they might start enjoying double the yield if it somehow succeeded.

This is a big deal. I should set aside some time to talk to Bandages about the potential of such developments. The coffee tasted so much more delicious than the usual coffee that Charles had ended up finishing it before realizing it. He set his cup down to return to work, but he froze upon realizing that something was amiss.

Something was missing...

Charles turned to the steward next to him and asked, "Where's Lily? She's usually running all over the place, so why haven't I seen her today?"