Hal fell into the Indian Ocean, and his body was pulled up from the Indian Ocean again. He once again saw the familiar sky and sun, as well as the positions of the constellations in the starry sky.
Still in that familiar position.
No way.
It's been reincarnated by time.
I just don't know if I noticed it.
"Are you there?"
Haile asked the sky in a rather formulaic manner, "Very good." He didn't answer. He turned around and continued to swim towards the position where the Somali pirates were driving the speedboat.
after an hour.
Before Bowmer could get into the water or even throw out the lifebuoy, Haile reached the edge of the speedboat. Bowmer and two other Somali pirates pulled him up.
Hail familiarly picked up a rough blanket and covered his trembling body.
"Bring out your compressed biscuits and dry food. I'm a little hungry." Haile reached out his hand and asked for it without hesitation.
Haile spoke in Somali. The three Somali pirates understood it and looked at each other with questions in their minds.
Finally, the Somali pirate driving the speedboat took out two pieces of compressed biscuits and dry food from his pocket and threw them to Haile.
Haile took it, bit open the package with his mouth, and held it in his mouth while thinking calmly.
I have tried different endings, although I don't know if I have been noticed, or maybe I have been noticed for a long time but He did not appear and was observing me.
Or maybe it wasn't noticed.
Haile feels that more endings need to be changed to test it out.
So this time we did not kill the three Somali pirates on the speedboat. When they returned to the tanker, they were pulled onto the deck of the tanker and saw Marshal Kundi.
After a few words with Marshal Kundi, he pulled out a pistol from the waist of a Somali pirate and shot Marshal Kundi to death.
"Killing people!!! Killing people!!!" The Somali pirates suddenly panicked and immediately raised their AK47 automatic rifles and shot Haer into a hornet's nest.
Haier didn't hide either and returned to the original place, the most familiar place.
After continuing to paddle for an hour, he met three familiar people again. This time, Bowmer wanted to hit Haile again. Haile killed Bowmer, and then let the other two Somali pirates subdue him angrily.
Finally, he got on the oil tanker and was thrown into a prison transformed from the cargo hold by Marshal Kundi until the time was up and he returned to the ocean that Hail was familiar with.
Another different ending.
Next, Haile completed more than twenty endings with strong will.
Some of Bowmer's accomplices in the three-man speedboat trip were killed by Haer, some were beaten to death by Marshal Kundi on the tanker, and some were killed after killing the financial officer in the room.
As soon as Haile got on the tanker, he went on a killing spree. After finding the arsenal, he immediately set fire to the tanker and blew it up.
Lin Luo went through all sorts of things, and Haile came up with at least twenty-seven different endings.
From the twenty-seven endings, Haile found that the actions of the others were no different from the first time reincarnation.
Whether it is thoughts or actions, they are all like actions for the first time.
Basically, Hal can be sure that this universe is unchanged.
The only thing that changes is yourself.
There are twenty-seven different endings. Logically speaking, if this universe is conscious or controlled by living beings, it should be able to notice itself from the reincarnation of time.
But the universe remains unresponsive.
"Do you want me to come find you?"
Haile rubbed his chin on the speedboat. With Bowmer's shocked expression on his face, he casually stole the compressed biscuits in his pocket, bit it open with his teeth, and thought about it.
"What are you doing? Do you want to die?" The angry Bowmer pulled out a Browning HP pistol and shouted ferociously: "Don't play tricks on me."
He went into the water to save the object and was already very impatient and angry. The object even took the initiative to take what belonged to him, which aroused his anger. He wanted to shoot the object.
"Bomer, what are you doing? Stop!" The other two Somali pirates quickly pressed the button on Bowmer's Browning HP pistol.
This is their money. How can they tolerate Baumer casually spreading money across the Indian Ocean?
Bowmer was stopped in an instant.
Haier, on the other hand, was still stroking his chin thoughtfully and thinking.
How can we find this conscious universe or the beings controlling the universe within seven hours?
This is almost impossible.
The universe is so big, it doesn't matter whether the conscious universe or the beings who control the universe exist on the earth.
If He was on Mars, it would be impossible to contact Him and we would have to wait for Him to contact Him.
Since he has not been contacted in twenty-seven different endings, Haile is almost certain that he does not want to contact him.
Or are you still considering it?
Or is it hesitation? Observation?
Hale doesn't know.
However, Hale is still not at the point where he really has no way of contacting him.
So Hale was pulled from the speedboat to the tanker again, and the process was carried out according to the situation when he first came to the tanker. He was thinking thoughtfully all the way, until in the room, Finance Officer Ibao called for Marshal Kundi.
After the process, Marshal Kundi couldn't help but take out a satellite phone from his waist with an expression of ecstasy, "Then call now and send the reward. We will take good care of you."
Haile raised his eyebrows, stopped Bowmer from handing over the satellite phone, and said: "Give me a laptop. The satellite phone is safe for you, but not for me. If you don't want to be attacked by a submarine,
If you are attacked, you'd better do as I say."
Marshal Kundi was stunned for a moment, his expression recovered from the ecstasy, and he fell into a suspicious attitude.
"Why do you need a laptop?" He was puzzled, but he was alert.
"I told you, do you understand? Just wait until you receive the money, and you also need to connect to the Internet. The network needs to be good." Haile glanced at him calmly.
Marshal Kundi hesitated for a moment, but ordered his men to bring an Apple laptop, and sent a communications computer expert behind Haier to watch Haier operate it.
At first, the communication computer expert could still understand and write code, but later it became outrageous. His fingers were typing ghostly on the keyboard, and the lines of code disappeared faster than his sight.
After a while, Haile said without taking his eyes off the screen of his Apple laptop: "Account."
Marshal Kundi was stunned for a moment.
"Your account." Hal said again, his fingers flying on the keyboard.
Marshal Kundi quickly applied for an account at a small cross-border bank.
"Go and check. Ten million has arrived. Bring me some more fruit and food. I want to use this laptop. Okay, you can go out and don't harass me." Haier said, without stopping.
Navigating the technological level of this world.
Marshal Kundi made a suspicious phone call to inquire about the account status. After learning that 10 million US dollars had really been credited to the account, he couldn't help but be ecstatic and greedy. He pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Haile's forehead.
"Not enough! One hundred million, one billion, yes, one billion, this is a very simple thing for you. Another billion dollars." Marshal Kundi's face was full of greed.
"Okay." Haile stopped his fingers flying on the keyboard, glanced at Marshal Kundi, and said, "I can give you more."
Then Hall began to transfer the US government's 70 trillion US dollars in the Federal Reserve to the accounts of Marshal Kundi and all Somali pirates.
If the U.S. nuclear-powered aircraft carrier does not reach the Indian Ocean within two hours, I lose.