Wilson's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to remind them both.
But in the end I didn't know what to say.
This scene was beyond his knowledge.
He had no idea what caused this.
headmaster……
Wilson's expression calmed down, with a little ambiguity in his eyes.
But in the end, he didn't say anything more and got into the truck in silence.
Because there were relatively few people traveling this time, there were only four people, so there was only one truck. They sat in the back of the truck, with luggage and rows of collections next to them.
They were four boxes of different sizes, which were sealed tightly. The outer shell was a wooden box, and I didn't know what was sealed inside.
"..." Wilson looked away guiltily.
…………
But this did not prevent Wilson from being excited.
Wilson had only seen submarines on TV networks before, but had never experienced them in person. Although this submarine was still inferior to the large and advanced nuclear submarines of later generations.
Wilson mused.
Did this young lady drive this truck like a racing car!!!
Suddenly, a terrifying vibration sound came from the engine, causing Wilson to almost fall backwards.
He originally thought that Miskatonic was just an ordinary university. But everything that happened before was beyond his expectation.
Wilson couldn't react for a moment, and his eyes widened slightly.
Wilson reacted from his thoughts and looked at the driver sitting in the cab in shock.
"The school thinks we are not suitable for taking a boat." Captain Linden sighed helplessly and spread his hands. "After all, the last time we took a boat, we created quite a sensation..."
The box is half a person tall and rectangular, with nothing special about it from the outside. There are some seals with strange patterns on it, sealing all the atmosphere inside tightly.
The car was vibrating violently, the engine was running, and the large and small boxes in the car were shaking and bumping. It was even more uncomfortable for people sitting in the car. They had to be careful not to bump their heads while being careful not to fall.
Go down.
Ellis was not interested, she was more concerned about other aspects.
Wilson thought of the mysterious principal.
"Don't worry! I'm a professional racing driver!"
However, the performance of this submarine is very good in all aspects, and there are no problems in operation.
Wilson scratched his hair that was messed up by the wind with a dull expression.
"This time the school arranged a submarine for us."
Machinery is a man’s romance.
This is a small submarine that participated in World War I and is now close to being decommissioned, otherwise the school would not be able to rent it.
…………
Ellis was refreshed and had a bright and sweet smile.
Wilson focused his attention on the box labeled [α-07].
Clouds of dust rose up from behind the truck as it raced down the Arkham highway.
"Very good." Captain Linden nodded approvingly.
It made the Ultra power in his body stir slightly.
"Captain, how should we pilot this submarine?"
Even if it breaks accidentally, he can still transform.
With Zhuomu around, no matter what kind of precision machinery it is, it won't be a problem for him.
A familiar electronic sound sounded in his ears, and an extremely simple fool-like operation appeared in front of him. Just follow the steps to open it.
Captain Linden said casually, and he lowered his gaze on Wilson.
Others had similar reactions.
"Drive slower!"
"I passed the submarine pilot's license test."
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At least his mastery of mysticism and his familiarity with this world are beyond his reach.
"I should be fine." Wilson retracted his gaze and said with a smile, "You should be familiar with it once you get started."
Other collections had no such reaction.
"This is a truck!"
The driver was Elizabeth Ellis.
Sure enough, Miskatonic University, a school that dares to march towards the place where the evil god lives, still has many secrets...
According to the order of drawing lots, the first driver is this young lady.
I don’t know what riddle these two are playing.
Wilson said on the pager to the other three people in the submarine cabin.
With Ellis' racing attitude, it didn't take long to arrive in Boston, an hour or two earlier than originally expected.
He looked at this sophisticated and modern large machine with wonder.
Ellis nodded seriously.
"vomit--"
Wilson was on a submarine for the first time.
And Wilson wasn't much better.
The University of Michigan may play the role of a special private organization in this world.
"no problem."
Since there are only four people in the team and there is no professional driver to drive, they plan to take turns driving.
None of the people had any objections.
Wilson was taken aback by this wild driving skill.
"submarine?"
"Are you ready, everyone?"
Geologists feel the same way.
Drom's scan is of no use either.
"Boom——"
Only Captain Linden still looked normal.
Wilson didn't explore anything specifically, but he felt that there seemed to be some strange attraction in it.
Wilson's words had no effect.
The geologist's face was pale, his stomach was churning, he looked very ugly, and he couldn't help retching.
With a flamboyant smile on her face, this young and beautiful lady stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and drove forward in a desperate manner.
"The submarine is faster underwater, so we can reach the target location quickly." Captain Linden took out a map, "We plan to start from the port of Boston, pass through the Panama Canal, and follow the South American continental route for a distance to supply supplies.
, and then directly across the Pacific Ocean to New Zealand.”
Captain Linden gave a brief introduction.
Her brother's Hydra was almost destroyed last time.
Ellis showed a suspicious look, looking back and forth between Wilson and Captain Lyndon.
The engine dragged the entire car violently and roared, jolting the people on the car again and again.
Wilson sat in the cockpit and looked at the operating equipment with some curiosity.
He tried to use Ultra Perception to explore, but within the range of perception, he could only "see" the blank space of the cube, and was unable to truly perceive what was inside.
"Ready."
"Then, let's go!"
The expedition team consisting of Lionel Lyndon, Howard Wilson, William Dale and Elizabeth Ellis set out again.