Chapter 822: Flowers in the Mist (please vote for the big chapter)
Chapter 823 Flowers in the Mist (please vote for the big chapter)
The undulating waves rocked the ship up and down under the night sky, and the dim lights shone in the silent captain's room.
A blond man wearing an old gray and white sailor's uniform sat on an old metal chair and stared at the tablet in his hand.
His hand slowly flicked through the electronic list on the computer.
The people on the list are sliding like a stream of light. The luster of many people's ID photos has dimmed, and cold black words are imprinted on those photos that are either reserved or confident.
Soon, the man's flipping fingers stopped, and his fingertips touched a bright 'ID photo'.
It was a young man who was somewhat thin but upright, and his eyes were looking at the camera expectantly.
Along with the long press of the man's finger, a floating pop-up window was displayed.
[Should crew member number 074 be marked as dead?]
After a brief pause, the man slowly clicked confirmation.
Immediately, the photo of the thin young man dimmed, just like the other black photos.
The man continued to scroll down the list, placing his hands on the colorful photos, touching them, watching them turn into dull gray.
It seemed that only a short time had passed, but it also seemed that a long century had passed. Finally, he completed the long electronic list.
His hand subconsciously slid the list again, and the gray photo at the end of the list was pulled to the middle of the tablet, and then fell back naturally.
Eventually, his finger left the list.
The bright moonlight passed through the captain's cabin window and intertwined with the dim lights.
The dark water carried the tiny ship up and down.
Buzz——
At this time, the blond man's bracelet vibrated, and a capable man's profile picture was flashing on the interface projected by the bracelet.
The blond man clicked on the avatar, and a voice played naturally:
"Captain Kevin, we have gone too far into the Stormy Sea. Too many brothers have died. Recently, none of the brothers want to go to sea."
The blond man named Captain Kevin stretched out his hand, pressed on the voice reply interface, and opened his mouth, but did not speak.
Buzz——
At this moment, a new voice came from the other side:
"I know that if you don't go to sea, you will be violently threatened or even assassinated by the security company hired by United Industries, but brothers really have no choice. You will die if you go to sea, and you will die if you don't go to sea. On the shore, we can still keep a whole body, right?
"
Immediately afterwards, a new voice message came over:
"Captain Kevin, we brothers have low lives. We don't have a good background. We don't deserve to live in the Cloud District and enjoy the life of a master. We do want to earn this money and eat this bread, but we brothers really can't live anymore.
Even if there is a way to survive at sea, we brothers will not take this risk."
The person on the other side did not wait for the blond man to reply, or maybe he never stopped talking, but a new voice came out:
"United Industries is forcing us to die. The money they make after digging out the mines belongs to them. But if our brother dies, we will indeed have nothing. We also have wives and children, and we also want to live."
Watching these lines of voice, the blond man pressed the record button, opened his mouth slightly, and then slowly closed it. Finally, he released his hand and dialed Cancel Send.
The night returned to calm again.
Kevin quietly stared at the bright moon outside the window, leaned back on his chair, and murmured to himself, "Teacher Nissen, what would you do if you were here?"
He gently covered his face with his hands, knowing that there would be no answer to this question.
Because his teacher, the famous ‘old captain’, had already been ‘taken away’ by the Eternal Secret Cult and went to the legendary Eternal Kingdom of God that ‘never gets hungry’.
Although he felt that there were too many deceptive things in the teachings of the Eternal Tantra, and that there was something fishy about the teacher being taken away, he could not do anything.
These crew members without sophisticated equipment cannot even deal with the security company hired by United Industries, let alone the powerful Eternal Secret Cult.
Even the old captain, who had the greatest appeal among all the fleets in Winter City, was easily taken away, and he had no strength to resist.
For them to challenge behemoths like United Industries and the Eternal Secret Cult is as ridiculous as using flesh and blood to collide with giant running machines.
The cold moonlight shone on his cheeks, and amid the undulations of the waves, he finally took a deep breath.
Then he raised his wrist and pressed the record button again.
"Gather all the brothers together, United Industries will not let us live..."
Bang bang bang—
At this moment, a crisp knock on the door interrupted his words.
He immediately released his hand from the record button and dialed the cancel send button.
"Which one?"
While asking, he put down his bracelet, opened the drawer under the console in front of him, took out a small black pistol, and slowly walked towards the door of the captain's cabin.
There was no response from the door.
He took a deep breath again, leaned against the wall gently, reached out his hand, turned the door handle, and opened the door.
A twisted, human-shaped black shadow appeared in his field of vision.
His breathing stagnated subconsciously, and he was about to raise his gun and shoot, but then he discovered that the black figure had a face, and the face looked unusually 'familiar'.
"teacher?"
He was slightly taken aback and asked tentatively.
"Long time no see, Kevin."
The black shadow looked at him and spoke slowly.
His voice was hoarse and old, perhaps due to a problem with his vocal organs, and had a bit of a sharp tremor.
"Hello,"
At the same time, a young boy wearing a hand-knitted red scarf walked out from behind the black shadow, smiled at the man and said, "Mr. Kevin, can you let us go in first?"
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cloud area
An old man in a neat formal suit is standing on a high observation deck, looking at the shining neon city below him.
The howling night wind passed over his head.
He raised his head slightly and looked into the distance.
After the brightly lit Cloud District, there is the never-ending industrial area Novit District with equally bright lights, then the Akko District with some sparse lights, and finally, the Storm District gradually disappears in darkness.
From this position, he could overlook the entire city.
This ancient and magnificent city lay at his feet.
"Mr. Vincent,"
A smiling voice came from behind the old man, "You chose a place with a good view."
"This has always been the most scenic spot in the United Industrial Building,"
Vincent turned around, looked at the man behind him wearing the uniform of a mercenary regiment officer, and said with a sigh,
"This entire observation deck was designed by me. When the Novit district was first separated from the Acre district as a separate industrial district, we often watched the construction of those factories here."
He glanced at the observation table behind him and the two chairs beside the table with some emotion, "Scoun used to sit on the chair on the left, Endil sat on the chair on the right, and I stood behind them.
.”
He walked slowly to the two chairs and put his hands on the backs of the chairs. "These two chairs remain here, but for so many years, I have never dared to sit on them."
As he spoke, he slowly sat on the chair on the left, gently raised his hand, and made an 'invitation' gesture to the officer man.
"And now, you can sit on this chair with peace of mind."
The officer man naturally sat opposite Vincent.
The middle-aged man who was serving at the side came over with a bottle of champagne and poured some into their glasses.
"As long as the investigation team arrives tomorrow night, you can sit back and relax."
The officer man raised his glass and took a sip of champagne.
"But the night before everything ends is the longest, isn't it?"
Vincent just held the goblet in his hand and stared at the officer man in front of him, "Captain Lutz?"
"So Mr. Vincent, are you finally willing to hand over the security task to us?"
Lutz smiled and looked at the old man's face,
"I can agree to your request,"
Vincent looked at Lutz calmly, "But I hope your strength is as good as you advertise."
"Of course you can trust us,"
Lutz put his hand on the table, "We have enough power to protect the United Industry. Before the troops sent by the federal center arrive, the United Industry will never be breached by the Eternal Secret Cult."
Having said this, he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You will never see that annoying Eternal Secret Cult again."
Vincent looked at his confident face, showed a smile, and slowly raised his glass, "I hope so."
"You can trust us,"
Lutz raised the champagne in his hand high, squinting his eyes slightly, looking at Vincent and the middle-aged man standing behind Vincent, "Cheers to the victory we deserve."
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The howling sea breeze blew through the night, and He Ao jumped from the deck and stood on the ground in the port.
The black figure gently tapped Kevin on the shoulder behind him.
Immediately, the black figure turned into a black shadow and gathered beside him.
"I never thought that I would have the opportunity to stand on the ground of the real world again."
The black shadow once again glanced at Kevin who was walking back on the deck, turned back, looked at He Ao, and said with emotion.
Normal souls will quickly dissipate once they return to the normal world.
"The world is too big. There are always things beyond our knowledge that can make the impossible possible."
He Ao replied slowly.
The black shadow that Nissen transformed into at this moment is actually the "summon of resentment" of the paper butterfly.
Paper Butterfly can summon three C-level resentment monsters within its expanded area.
The affinity between this kind of pure resentment and the soul is very high, so He Ao thought about pulling out the soul of the old man in the pure white space and trying to see if he could use these resentments as a carrier of action.
He succeeded easily.
Resentment, as an extension of the paper butterfly's power, not only stabilizes the old man's soul and prevents it from dissipating, but also interacts with the old man, allowing the old man to rebuild his body with these resentments.
The only problem is that these resentments will affect and pollute the old man's soul, so this state cannot be maintained for too long.
"really,"
Nissen nodded slightly, followed He Ao's footsteps, and looked at the sea in the distance.
"The beauty and wonder of this world are always endless to explore. When I was young, I really wanted to be an explorer, go deep into the deepest part of the Storm Sea, explore unknown areas that humans have never reached, and find the lost things.
Other regions of the original federation in the classics.”
"Sounds very romantic."
He Ao said softly.
Hearing his comment, Nissen paused, turned around and looked at He Ao, "What you do is also very romantic."
"I still hope this romance can become a reality,"
He Ao smiled, the cold sea breeze blew on his cheeks and blew into the gaps in the scarf.
"Sometimes I feel like you don't act like a child,"
The old man lowered his head and stared at the young man in front of him, "He looks like an old man like me."
"That's a really good thing,"
He Ao nodded, with a slight smile in his childish voice, "Then I don't need to call others grandpa, but others call me grandpa. As long as a majestic old man stops there, everyone will think that he is trustworthy.
But when I stop there, everyone will think that this little brat comes from somewhere."
"But you, a 'little brat,' have gained far more 'respect' than I, an 'old man,' don't you? The achievements you can create in the future are not comparable to mine,"
Nissen lowered his head and stared at the boy's thin shoulders and the strands of hair blown by the wind. He stretched out his hand and slowly tightened the boy's scarf, "This scarf is very beautiful."
"Well, it's very beautiful."
He Ao glanced down at the scarf and nodded slightly.
The black shadow in front of him dispersed.
The time for resentment is up.
He Ao turned around and looked at the silent sea behind him.
He raised his bracelet, flipped through the game catalog, and opened one of the Match-Match games.
After logging in to his account skillfully, he reached out and clicked on the highest level of the previous channel, and quickly started operating it.
Accompanied by bursts of scattered light, he quickly passed this level.
In the blink of an eye, he passed more than a dozen levels in a row and reached level 567.
Then he got stuck at level 567.
As the number of available operations on the status bar became less and less, he never reached the requirements required to clear the level.
In the cold night, the boy's breath condensed into a hazy white mist.
"How stupid!"
A plain white palm stretched out from the mist, pointed at the level interface and said with a smile, "Just swap places with this one."
The young man raised his head and looked at the white mist floating beside him.
In this hazy mist, a middle-aged woman wearing a cotton skirt and holding a half scarf was bending beside him, staring intensely at the screen in his hand.
A cool wind blew from the sea, blowing away the hazy fog.
Everything fell silent again.
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When Willie got off the red sports car, she saw only a thinly dressed young man standing in the cold wind.
Facing the silent night in front of me, I exhaled a breath of white mist.
It's over, it's over, I've tried my best to update more in the past two days.
