"Which department are you from? Why are you here?" The fat man turned around, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Schiller with disgust.
"I'm from the medical department." Schiller lied without hesitation. He needed to know what role this man played in Oakes' loss of control. To be more precise, he needed to confirm whether the pressure he gave could actually
Make Oakes crazy like this.
Now most people's interpretation of this incident is that a technical worker who went crazy because of excessive stress caused the disaster, but in Schiller's view, Oaks's time working on the space station will indeed make him more capable.
There is pressure, but the pressure will not be so great that it makes him become so crazy. There must be something catalyzing this process. One of the suspects is the dead fat man in front of him.
Schiller is not making personal attacks for no reason. The space station has very high standards for recruiting employees. After all, it is a global selection. There are many people to choose from, so it is natural to strive for excellence. It not only requires professional skills, but also appearance and body shape.
.
After all, they are space workers no matter what. The better their physical fitness, the fewer medical and other resources they need. If no one is available, of course they will try their best to select those who are healthy and well-proportioned.
To say the least, the qualified reviewers are not willing to let a fat person come up. Not to mention the inconvenience of movement, if certain diseases caused by obesity cannot be treated on the space station, it will be a waste of an extra spacecraft to be sent back to the earth.
It's better not to choose it from the beginning.
So there are only two reasons why the deputy chief engineer who appears in front of Schiller is a fat man. First, he did not go through the review process at all, but got here through connections. Second, he only ate himself up like this after he got here.
Being fat, no matter what kind, proves that he is not a good person.
Combined with the fact that he was able to make such a mess in a good stall left by Ben Parker in such a short period of time, Schiller almost suspected that he was a mole.
"Medical department? I have never seen you in the medical department. I am very familiar with those doctors." The deputy chief engineer put out the cigarette, blew out a puff of smoke, and said, "What do you want to see me for?"
"I just want to ask about Oaks' situation." Schiller said: "And why you didn't organize the staff immediately when the disaster struck, and why the emergency portal didn't activate normally."
Schiller was curious about the former, but he also wanted to know the answer to the latter question. At that time, employees used the portal when they entered the space station. Although not everyone can use it, there are still some people who have a strong affinity for magic.
Come in directly through the portal.
There is an emergency portal on the space station, and there is also enough reserve magic energy to activate the emergency portal. Of course, it cannot be used now, because the reserve energy is in the space station that fell on the other side.
But before that half of the space station fell, the person in charge was fully capable of reacting and activating the portal to send at least half of the people away, so that the oxygen could last for at least five or six hours.
"Why didn't anyone react?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" The other party looked at Schiller fiercely and said, "How could I react in such a short time?!"
"So there's something wrong with Oakes, right?"
The other person's expression froze, but he soon began to curse again, waving his stubby arms constantly, asking Schiller to get out. Schiller looked at him like he was sizing up a beast in a zoo, and was sure that this guy was
Very simple stupidity.
He is very likely to be a related household, so he doesn’t know any emergency measures at all. He may even not know that there is such a thing as an emergency portal. The purpose of having the name of deputy chief engineer is to enjoy the rights without having to worry about it.
It’s not surprising that responsibility would behave like it does today.
So the question is, can such a fool really force Oaks to do that?
Schiller knew very well that stupid people in this world will make people angry, but it is not the kind of anger that lasts for a long time. In the end, it will even evolve into a kind of helplessness and fun, which is the so-called angry laughter.
People will always realize faster that a fool cannot change, so they will not be put under much pressure by his words and actions. If he is already like this, why do you care about him?
The person who really causes unparalleled psychological pressure is always a bad person. Even this bad person must be very smart and make other people unable to find fault, so that they can make you feel isolated and helpless in this environment. This is
Huge pressure creates the key.
And if you are a stupid person that everyone complains about, then when he is stupid to you, everyone will only stand on your side, and you will only feel that it is you who are unlucky, not that there is anything wrong with your abilities.
The deputy chief engineer looks very annoying. This is the key reason why he cannot be the one who forced Oakes to become such a murderer, because he is already so annoying. If he targets Oakes, everyone must think that Oakes is
The victim will not exclude and isolate him because of this, there must be other key figures.
Ben Parker and Natasha soon arrived at the energy center. Natasha took a deep breath and said, "I don't feel the oxygen is thin here, what about you?"
Ben Parker shook his head and said, "I don't think there's anything special about it. Is that hole actually an optical illusion?"
The two walked forward along the passage, and the lights gradually went out. They had gradually entered the blackout area. Natasha turned on the flashlight, and the long and dark tunnel was still like the mouth of an abyss.
Soon they found the door of the energy center room. Parker took out his employee card, but found that the door lock did not light up and did not respond at all. Natasha asked: "Did the power outage cause the door lock to have no energy?"
"How is it possible? These door locks are all independent of energy and have batteries inside." Parker refrained from explaining the principle. He just said: "Otherwise, how would we repair it when there is a small-scale power outage?"
"Oh, that's right." Natasha reacted and said, "If there is a power outage, the door lock will not work, and it will never be repaired for the rest of its life."
Parker tried again with the employee card for a long time, but found that he still couldn't get it open. He put the employee card back in his pocket, put down the tool box, took out the tools and started to remove the door lock.
After removing the shell, he found that part of the inside was blackened, and it looked like a key component had been burned. Parker shone it again and again with a flashlight, then stood up straight and said: "Something's wrong, the door lock has been hacked."
broken."
Natasha looked in the direction he pointed, and Parker said, "Did you see it? Above this black mark is the battery. There may have been a strong short circuit here. The battery was burned out, and the door lock naturally failed."
It’s not easy to use anymore.”
"Can I change the battery?"
"Let me think about it. Each door of the space station has different security levels, and the door locks and battery specifications used are also different. There must be spare batteries in the warehouse, but we just need manpower to find them."
Natasha thought for a while and said: "Aren't they going to the storage area to find someone to ask about the driver's location? Let them look for the battery."
Parker nodded. He picked up the phone and began to search for the contact information of those colleagues. There is still a signal on the space station. Although part of the signal has become a little weak due to a power outage, it can barely make a call.
Listen clearly.
After talking about their situation, they also learned that a candidate for the driver had been found there. They were preparing to leave for the hangar. When they heard Parker's request, they stayed to look for the battery and planned to go to the hangar halfway.
Separate a person to deliver the battery.
Soon the black scientist appeared at the end of the corridor. He shouted inside, and Natasha walked over to meet him.
After successfully getting the battery, Parker replaced the battery as quickly as possible. Soon the door lock light came on. He picked up the employee card and unlocked it, but the moment he unlocked it, Natasha's expression changed.
She took a deep breath, then blocked the door and said, "No, don't open the door, oxygen is being lost."
The black scientist said: "I also feel a little out of breath. Did any of you wear a Davidson collar?"
Parker shook his head, but Natasha took off a small lanyard from her belt. She said: "My physical fitness is better than yours, and I can carry it for a while in a vacuum environment. Before I came here, I bought it from the equipment warehouse.
I took the space environment adaptation bracelet and let me go in and take a look."
The two looked at each other and saw no better way, so they nodded. They both took a breath at the same time and gently opened the door a small crack, allowing Natasha to get in and immediately block the door.
After Natasha entered, she lit the flashlight, but the first thing that attracted her was not the burned-out energy center, but the many sticky things stuck to the door frame on the side of the door where she got in.
She didn't know what it was, so she had to scrape it off and hold it in her hand. She would take it out to show them later. Then she walked around the energy center and looked at the holes above.
Now all the oxygen in the entire room has been lost, but it is not completely in a vacuum environment. An exhaust fan at the other end of the room seems to be still working hard, and the room at the other end of the exhaust fan should have oxygen, so there is some
Oxygen escapes.
The professional equipment on Natasha's wrist did not detect any special radiation here. The periphery of the three windows was also dark and there was nothing. Looking up along the hole, you can see the burned photovoltaic integrated circuit.
A corner of the device.
Just when Natasha was about to circle the hole twice to take a full look at the situation outside the hole, she suddenly saw a black shadow passing by the side of the hole. If she saw it correctly, it seemed to be human.
One foot.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In less than a second, Natasha drew her gun, aimed and fired, and fired three shots. One shot hit the ceiling, one hit the wreckage of the photovoltaic integrated device outside, and the other shot should have hit the
, but Natasha only heard a muffled groan.
He's lucky, Natasha thought. Her gun is not a specially designed gun for the space environment. Its aiming accuracy and power have been reduced, and it can't penetrate the ceiling of the space station. Otherwise, what she hears now should be humanoid creatures.
The sound of the earth.
When Natasha grabbed the remains of the energy center and looked up, she didn't see the figure of the person who was shot, but she was sure that the last shot should have hit her ankle.
Natasha thought for a while, but still didn't act rashly. After putting away the gun, she walked to the door and knocked. Soon the door opened a small crack again. She squeezed out and took a deep breath.
"Is it my imagination? I seemed to hear gunfire." said the black scientist.
"Yes, I saw someone sneaking past the photovoltaic integrated device. I fired three shots, but only one shot hit him and he ran away."
"How could there be someone?" Parker looked surprised, "Who would run up at this time???"
"We'll just have to see who's injured then. Gunshot wounds are easy to distinguish, but you can't just fool them." Natasha looked inside the door and said, "Also, I found this thing. Take a look.
What's this."
The female agent opened her palms to them, and in her palms was the sticky stuff she had picked out from the door frame.