The vice-principal rolled his eyes. Miyamoto Shio's temperament was too upright, so upright that it made him think that this person's emotional intelligence was also negative.
He only felt the same idiotic aura among those otaku and neurotic groups at Kassel College who only focused on research, but the vice president seemed to have heard that there was such a group of otakus and psychopaths in Japan, and their research level was not as good as that of Kassel College.
Equipment department, but they are equally stupid.
Miyamoto Shio opened his mouth, but his face was embarrassed and he couldn't say anything... As a scientist, he is indeed not good at words, and this is also recognized by the Sheqihachi family.
"Do we have to stand in the rain and reminisce about the past, gentlemen?" Angers clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention, "You can't save Tokyo by chatting in the rain on the rooftop. People who like to do this are either poets or idiots.
"
"Did you hear that? Boys, the principal has spoken, hurry up and rush to your work stations!" the vice principal shouted to everyone in the equipment department, as if he was whipping a group of lazy horses, "
On other people's territory, show your full ability and don't let people look down on our Kassel College!"
However, the whipped horse was still lazy, and everyone in the equipment department still looked sleepy and lazy. They even began to whisper about the vice principal.
"Is it necessary to be in such a hurry?" A researcher stood on tiptoe and looked at the situation in Tokyo. "It looks like it can last for a while. It's not as urgent as the report says."
"It's unbelievable that the vice-chancellor actually cares about the face of Cassel College?" A researcher whispered to his companion beside him, "When did he start to be so serious? It's really not like what he would say."
"Isn't the person who most tarnishes the image of the college the most, the vice-principal himself?" Another researcher also began to mutter in a low voice, "He never misses every swimming test, and those girls with big breasts and perky butts show up before they even start the test.
Eager to get full marks.”
"The vice-principal may have a fever, let's stay away from him!" A cautious researcher reminded his companions in a very serious tone, "It is also possible that he has unfortunately contracted African swine fever!"
"Hey, I heard it all! Do you think I'm deaf? I'm not that old yet! I hear very clearly!" The vice-principal shouted dissatisfied at the researchers in the Equipment Department, "You have nothing to do with me?
Awe? Canceled... Angers, next year’s research funding allocation for the Equipment Department must be cancelled!"
"You are so old, why bother with young people?" Angers patted his old friend on the shoulder, then turned to Deputy Minister Karl and said, "Let's start working. Are you sure that this city can survive?"
"Of course I'm sure. Your question is like asking a group of Michelin three-star chefs if they have the confidence to cook a fat pig." Deputy Minister Karl nodded first, then shook his head, "But principal, our supplies
It’s not here yet. Without supplies, we have no power, and our brothers won’t be able to exert 100% combat effectiveness to turn the tide!”
"Supplies?" Angers was stunned, "What is that?"
Suddenly everyone looked at the sky again. A white helicopter descended from the sky. Men in courier uniforms stepped off the helicopter one after another. They held boxes of beer, Coke and Nutrition Express in their hands and carried them on their backs.
The hanging paper bags contained French fries, fried chicken and American burgers... These high-calorie junk foods were quickly transported from the rooftop to the Meteorological Bureau lobby.
The geeks in the equipment department let out earth-shattering cheers. They jumped downstairs and followed the couriers downstairs, quickly rushing to the lobby of the Meteorological Bureau. A second ago, everyone was still so lazy that they looked like they could fall asleep on their heads.
His appearance was high, and his fighting spirit was high the next second, as if Japanese fat otakus had seen Yui Aragaki and Kanna Hashimoto.
Kozengata Heiji followed Ange and others downstairs in a daze. The members of the equipment department were eating fried chicken burgers and drinking fat house happy water, like starving ghosts who had not had a full meal in eight hundred years, even the little ones
No one paid attention to the headless body of Tōyou Nozawa lying in the corner of the Meteorological Bureau hall. These technical geeks were feasting in the dilapidated hall as if no one else was around. The original members of the Rock Flow Research Institute were pushed aside by them.
, they could only look at each other and stare.
"This...these guys are the ones who can save the city of Tokyo? Are they...are they really reliable?" Heiji Kozengata was dumbfounded as he looked at this group of technical nerds occupying the magpie's nest. These guys even stopped eating after eating their burgers.
Unwilling to give up the salad dressing, he sucked his fingers like a child, then put on his gloves again without wiping them off, and started typing furiously on the keyboard.
"Is it reliable?" the vice-principal smiled coldly, "What a stupid question, Mr. Governor."
Not long after, these otakus in the equipment department answered Heiji Kozengata's questions with practical actions. Almost all of them were holding a hamburger or holding a Coke with one hand, and only used the other hand to move the mouse or type.
Keyboard, but even so, their movements are much faster than ordinary people. If the hamburger and Coke in one of their hands were replaced by cigarettes, if they were sitting in an Internet cafe in China with such fluent hand speed, they would definitely be beaten.
A group of otakus regarded him as a god and fought hard to deliver nutrition express to them.
The computers that had not been repaired by the Yanliu Research Institute for ten minutes miraculously turned on after the equipment department knocked them in twos and threes. No one asked the Yanliu Research Institute or Miyamoto Ze for their passwords, and no one asked them for backup data.
, they easily broke through the Meteorological Bureau's firewall, accessed the Meteorological Bureau's internal system, and even hacked into the server terminal as far away as Stockholm.
"How long until the next tsunami?" one researcher asked.
"Eighteen minutes." The researcher chewing a burger replied, "To be precise, it's seventeen minutes and fifty-seven seconds. I took a bite of the burger and it took three seconds."
"Can we use satellites over Japan to monitor the situation in the sea and Mount Fuji?" A researcher suggested, "Hack into the system of the Air Defense Bureau?"
"I've hacked in, but it's of no use." The researcher holding a lollipop imported the satellite image onto the display screen, which was a dark vortex. "Dark clouds have obscured the area over Japan, especially around Tokyo.
, the elements of this city are extremely chaotic, it’s like throwing cow Achilles tendons, dead mice and smelly socks into the same hot pot and cooking them, no one knows what will be cooked in the end.”
"What a perfect metaphor. The last time I heard such a wonderful metaphor was when my mentor said that the magicians in the Middle Ages used black magic to interpret alchemy, just like his grandma used wild boar bristles to knit woolen pants. It was stiff and dirty.
Dirty." A researcher applauded Mianzi, and then his expression suddenly changed, "Damn, who robbed my half-eaten Ban Shao Fort!"
After a brief complaint, he banged on the keyboard and easily hacked into the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's network.
Kogagata Heiji was dumbfounded as he looked at these insane people with great powers. Although he didn't understand many professional terms, it did not prevent him from realizing how powerful these people were. Kogagata Heiji felt that he had just asked these people whether they were reliable.
Seems a bit stupid.
Not only Kozenigata Heiji, but even the researchers at the Iwagyu Research Institute were shocked. Although they were also capable of hacking into the security networks of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and the Air Defense Bureau, they would never do it as lightly as the members of the Equipment Department.
, and the detection of tsunamis. Although they can detect the approximate time of the next tsunami, it is difficult to get the accurate time... not to mention accurate to minutes and seconds. Precisely because they are also scientists and engineers, they
Knowing how difficult it is to obtain such data, this is almost a fantasy for researchers at the Rock Flow Research Institute.
The otakus in the equipment department have successfully proved with their strength that even if they are out-and-out otakus, they are definitely top technical otakus!
"How is it?" Angers asked Deputy Minister Karl, "Is Tokyo's problem serious?"
"It's serious even if it's serious, it's not serious even if it's not serious..." Deputy Minister Karl said, shaking his head.
"Keep it short and speak in human terms." Angers interrupted.
"Well, the biggest problem in Tokyo at this stage is the stagnant water on the streets. Originally, it would take two weeks to drain the stagnant water. But fortunately, they have a huge drainage system under the city. I remember it was called the Iron Dome.
Temple', right?" Deputy Minister Karl scratched his temples, "This drainage system is pretty good. With the cooperation of EVA, the accumulated water on the street can be drained below the waistline of pedestrians within ten minutes."
Angry nodded, but the expressions of Shio Miyamoto and the researchers on the side were a little unnatural, because the "Iron Dome Temple" is the proud work of the Rock Flow Research Institute and is known as the "underground miracle" of Tokyo... But
The "Iron Dome Temple" that has received such a high reputation is only "make do" in the words of Deputy Minister Karl, and the waterlogging problem that they were unable to solve was solved in only ten minutes under the operation of the Kassel College Equipment Department.
Crisis, of course, made many researchers at the Rock Flow Research Institute feel ashamed.
"But stagnant water is not the biggest threat to Tokyo City. The next disaster will be more troublesome." Karl sighed and said, "If there are just a few waves of tsunamis, it will be easy to deal with. The eruption of Mount Fuji is not a big problem.
But as long as that thing is still alive, whatever we do here will only treat the symptoms and not the root cause, just like draining a flooded swimming pool. We can speed up the drainage, but we will always be exhausted. At a certain moment, the water in the swimming pool will
If it is filled to the brim, this city cannot be saved."
"I understand." Angers said, "It means that you can solve the current crisis in Tokyo, but as long as the culprit who caused the crisis is still alive, Tokyo cannot escape the fate of being destroyed, right?"
"It's just a matter of time." Deputy Minister Karl nodded.
"Leave that thing to me." Angers twisted his wrist, "Although I really want to say this, it's hard to kill that thing even if I risk my life. But among all the people present, I am the only one.
Is there a chance? If I die in Tokyo, you can take my private plane and escape from Japan."
"Don't worry, Principal." Deputy Minister Karl said, "If you really get in, we will try to calculate your death time and evacuate half an hour in advance. We must do our best to save the city so as not to risk our own lives."
Come on, we will leave a safe time for ourselves."
"Don't be clumsy, the principal wants to live to be a thousand years old." The vice principal said.
"Do you really think I'm an old monster? Or an old bastard?" Angers rolled his eyes.
"Isn't there a saying that good people don't live long, and disasters are left for thousands of years. You can't get close to Hongjing now. It's adjacent to Mount Fuji and is wrapped in magma. It's not the time to die now." The vice-principal patted Angers on the shoulder.
, then turned to look at Karl, "Just draining the water from the streets won't solve the problem, right? What other strategies do you have?"
"We are also preparing to mobilize the patrol helicopters of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and the private jets of the Flying Club. In this case, it is most convenient to use helicopters for rescue." Deputy Minister Karl responded calmly, "There are also flights. We are ready to open flights at the airport.
Allowing the panicked crowds stranded at Narita and Haneda airports to destroy the city and keep those noisy crowds in Tokyo will only add to chaos."
"How is that possible!" Miyamoto Ze quickly stepped forward, "How can the plane be allowed to leave the port under such circumstances? The current climate conditions do not allow flights to take off at all!"
"It doesn't matter, don't be so nervous. We will send a companion to hack into the aviation station to serve as a beacon and radar to provide guidance for each flight." Deputy Minister Karl waved his hand, "We are just otakus, not devils. We care about human life.
We still can't do it, and we will try our best to ensure the safety of the passengers. Of course, if it crashes due to force majeure factors such as being struck by lightning or being blown away by a storm, it would be no fault of ours."
Miyamoto Ze curled his lips, and Heiji Kozengata took a step forward and bowed deeply to Carl and other people in the equipment department: "I am very grateful. On behalf of the people of Tokyo, I would like to thank everyone for sacrificing their lives to save this city in this world.
If the city of Tokyo can survive this crisis safely, you will all be our guests in Tokyo from now on."
Heiji Kozengata said this from the bottom of his heart. His eyes were already red. Unfortunately, Carl and others didn't look down on him at all. But Heiji Kozengata didn't mind at all. These people are all truly capable people.
It's normal to be arrogant. As long as they can really save the city, it doesn't matter if they want to have a party in the governor's office afterwards.
"Deputy Minister, there is something!" A researcher wearing thick glasses stared at the data on the screen and said, "There is movement from the Sea of Japan. There is something in the deep sea. In the very remote and deep sea, the weather
Most of the sonar detectors installed by the bureau on the coast were destroyed by the tsunami, so the data we obtained are very incomplete."
"What kind of thing is it?" the vice-principal asked curiously, "It shouldn't be an ordinary thing like a shark or a whale, right? Is it a mermaid?"