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When Edward opened his own room, a mixture of various scents floated out of the door. His room can be regarded as half a pharmacy, and because of this, the rooms around him are unoccupied, because very few crew members in Zhejiang can withstand the influence of this smell all the time.

"Come in." Edward said to Marshall behind him.

Marshall walked in and found that Edward's room was made up of two ordinary rooms. Except for the bed and desk, the rest of the room was filled with various medicinal materials.

"I need time to prepare, sit down by yourself." Edward took a small bowl and began to look for different medicinal materials.

"No, I want to take a closer look." Marshall followed Edward. "What is this? Is it a silkworm pupa? It looks dirty."

"Father Marshall, can you stop talking!" Edward increased his tone, and then walked to the other cabinet.

"This is... a mouse tail? It looks a lot like it, Dr. Edward, is this really okay?" Marshall reached out and took the mouse tail from the box. "It has lost moisture and should have been exposed to the sun."

"You speak again and get out!" Edward glared at Marshall angrily.

After about half an hour, Edward finally found all the materials he needed. During this time, Marshall followed Edwards, but did not speak any more.

"Although I basically remembered the medicinal materials Edward took, I am not sure if the other party took more on purpose, and the amount is not very clear." Marshall thought.

Edward had already lit the fire needed to boil medicine.

"Please avoid, Father Marshall." Edward looked at the water in the jar. The clarified water gradually began to tumble as the temperature rose. He reached out and put the tail of the mouse in it, putting three in total.

"Doctor Edward, how did you get this formula? Remember that when you were feeding Jenny medicine, I asked you some questions, you only answered one of them, and now I still want to ask those questions, you What kind of tribe is the tribe that got the formula?" Marshall was even more aggressive.

Edward pursed his mouth, did not answer Marshall, nor did he say to leave Marshall again, he did his own thing as if everything happened around him had nothing to do with him.

"Oh, Father Marshall..." Outside the door, Douglas' voice came, "I guess you will be with Dr. Edward, but now, Captain David and they are looking for you. I hope you can explain what happened this afternoon. Things, maybe... In short, Father Marshall, you have to pay attention to yourself."

"Although you have come to the Blue Pearl for the first time, you have always been the most dazzling existence in the Blue Pearl on the first day you got on the ship, but now it seems that sometimes the dazzling will change. It's dazzling." Edward sarcastically said.

"Do you have to go now?" Marshall asked Douglas.

"Yes, Father Marshall." Douglas nodded.

"Can't you postpone it for a while?" Marshall frowned. He is now watching Edward making drugs. If he leaves now, there may not be a chance in the future.

Hearing what Marshall said, Douglas leaned closer and whispered: "Father Marshall, I shouldn't have told you this in my capacity, but Captain David told me that if you don't come, let me take you forcibly. In the past, if I could not do anything, I would find the rest of the crew to do it together. I hope my words did not offend you."

"Okay, I see." Marshall nodded.

"Captain David, they are waiting for you in the restaurant." Douglas said.

"Let's go." Marshall sighed, he glanced at Edward, and some words he planned to say were suppressed, without saying anything.

Douglas followed Marshall. When he walked out of the room, he turned and closed the door. When the door was closed, Douglas looked at Edward's back while adding medicinal materials to the medicine jar, and a strange feeling surged in his heart. Edward said some farewell words, but his reason was reminding him that everything was normal.

When he came to the restaurant, Marshall was surrounded by a group of people as soon as he appeared.

"What do you want to do! Sit back to your place." Captain David's confident voice relieved Marshall.

"Marshall, I asked you to come here this time because I want to ask you something." David asked Marshall to sit in the position prepared for him.

"No, I know what you are thinking. You think all of this has something to do with me." Marshall waved his hand and refused David's request, "In this case, let's go back!"

His last words made the entire restaurant boil, and the whispering voice kept coming into the ears. Some people supported Marshall's words, while others thought it was unnecessary.

Generally, the cargo ship will return to the voyage only after the unloading is completed. Now that it returns to the voyage, it is not only everyone's time, but also benefits.

For some people, just three people died.

For others, three people have already died.

Two different ideas clash in the restaurant, neither side has an absolute advantage.

"Quiet!" David walked to the step of the previous speech, and he temporarily suppressed the contradiction with the majesty of the captain.

In this situation, it is very difficult to deal with whether it is returning home or not returning home. But only David can handle it. He is the speaker on the Blue Pearl, and he is the captain of the Blue Pearl.

"Father Marshall~www.ltnovel.com~ I hope you don’t get excited, we don’t mean to blame you." David began to speak. He didn't expect this to happen this time, nor did he expect to be gentle. Father Hall would have such a tough friend. When Marshall came to him, he only vaguely felt this way. At this time, he realized that Marshall's toughness even exceeded his imagination.

"There is no doubt that what happened in the last two days has had a huge impact on everyone. Everyone is living in fear. Everyone is wondering whether the Blue Pearl has angered Poseidon. I assure everyone, There is nothing wrong with the Pearl, it is just an ordinary cargo ship." David still does what he does best to stabilize the emotions of the crew and passengers.

Because even if there is a solution, if the crew and passengers are overly emotional, it may not work, and it may cause riots.

In a closed environment, everyone does not trust each other, and no one knows what will become of the entire Blue Pearl, and no one dares to think.

"Poseidon? Yes, before sailing, there is also the Villefort Festival, which is dedicated to the Sea of ​​Villefort. But Captain David, you said there is nothing wrong with the Blue Pearl, is it too early?" Marshall chuckled. Said in his own heart that now is not the time to announce the story of the children in the bottom deck.