During this period of time, for the sake of confidentiality and convenience, most of the personnel exchanges between the Moonlight Gold and the mainland relied on Wang Zhengdao.
But as a ship that has been considered for use as a doomsday lone ship, its own privacy and safety are guaranteed.
The Moonlight Gold has three models and a total of twelve traffic boats. Tang Ji and Vicky rushed to the beach as agreed before. They each put on their diving masks and went straight into the water. Within a few minutes, they touched the water at a depth of three to four meters below the water.
of submarines.
This underwater drone with its own navigation is only the size of a suitcase, but it is enough to drag two people four to five kilometers underwater.
Then they saw a mini-submarine, not much bigger than a car. Poor Vicky couldn't even swim, but she learned to dive first. After entering the submarine, she kept taking deep breaths to relieve her fear.
The submarine, which was in full offline navigation mode, turned on the return mode. In addition to the roar of the engine, the metal structure squeaked from time to time under water pressure, which also made Vicky a little worried.
She was always worried that there was a sudden water leak somewhere, or that the submarine malfunctioned and caused the two of them to sink to the bottom of the sea. Moreover, Tang Ji was not a good traveling companion. He could remain silent for hours if he did not need to speak.
Fortunately, the Moonlight Gold was hidden in the waters not far from Del Coronado Bay. The small submarine only sailed for forty minutes before it entered the Moonlight Gold's diving chamber amid a tremor.
"Welcome to the Moonlight Gold again, Mr. Tang, and Miss Vicky." Foreman still looked meticulous, and he immediately appeared outside the submarine with two cups of hot water on the metal plate in his hand.
Coco, a cylindrical robot stretched out its arm and hung two unopened clothes.
"This is the cocoa beans produced in the hydroponic cabin. I added a little cinnamon powder when making it. I hope you like it." Forman handed the hot cocoa to the two wet guests: "I took the liberty of using the video information to
A dress has been customized to fit your figure, but unfortunately Miss Vicky’s dress may not fit that well.”
Tang Ji drank the hot cocoa in one gulp, threw Vicki's clothes into her arms, and walked directly towards the main control room.
He didn't want to show that he was enjoying himself too much, but the fact was that Foreman's presence raised the overall style of the ship to more than one level.
Whenever they meet, Forman can always make Tang Ji feel the ultimate enjoyment from capital through various details, which always makes him feel a sense of shame of betraying his class.
The temperature of the deck continued to evaporate upwards, so Tang Ji didn't feel cold at all because of the damp clothes. Gray-black flames emerged from under his skin, drying his clothes in an instant.
Although it looked rumpled, Tang Ji was used to wearing this kind of clothing, and he coughed if it was too fine.
"Mr. Tang, I seriously suggest that you change these clothes. The Moonlight Gold has been underwater for forty-two days. Although there is no problem with the circulation purification system, you still should not place additional burden on it." Fu.
Mann pointed to the suspicious bloodstains and traces on Tangji’s clothes: “This is also for the health of other people.”
"You should really listen to Forman, Tang Ji." Wu Qianying appeared at the entrance to the second floor, leaning on the fence without grace, wearing a wig that was the same as before, and holding a lady's hairpin between her fingertips.
Yan: "To be honest, your clothes are just above the standard, and Forman is a master."
"Dr. Wu, I'm telling you the same thing. Your dressing style is too casual. You wore two different socks and also appeared in the entrance and exit area wearing slippers from the living area. This requires additional disinfection work."
Forman's face was livid, as if he had seen a class enemy: "Also, you are smoking in the non-smoking area again!"
Tang Ji swore that he had never seen the great steward so serious when he first snatched the ship.
Dr. Wu nonchalantly flicked the cigarette ashes onto the lower deck: "The left and right sides will have to be soaked in water for a while, right?"
"You should advise Dr. Wu, her living habits are very unhealthy!" Forman had obviously given up on trying to reason with Wu Qianying, and turned to complain to Tang Ji: "With all due respect, with your living habits,
, the probability of giving birth to healthy offspring will be at least 3.72% lower than the standard value!”
puff!
Vicki's hot cocoa was sprayed all over the floor. When she thought about people like Tang Ji getting married and having children, she felt that her worldview and brain were in chaos, and she could not form a stable picture at all.
"This does not take into account the impact that you and Dr. Wu are both superhuman." Foreman seemed not to hear what he was saying: "Dr. Wu."
"The dressing room is over there, I'll change my clothes first!" Tang Ji snatched the clothes from the robot's hands, almost as if he was running away.
Wu Qianying, who was on the second floor, seemed much calmer. She flicked the remaining half of the lady's cigarette to the bottom deck, leaving behind a series of silver bell-like laughter and disappeared at the door.
Ten minutes later, Tang Ji and Vicky appeared in the reception room wearing their own new clothes. Compared to Tang Ji's silver-grey casual clothes that were more like a stand-up collar suit, Vicky's clothes were a little baggy.
Of course, this is also related to her figure. From time to time, Vicky angrily picked up her collar and looked at the huge gap in the space. Her face was slightly red, and she didn't know whether it was from shyness or anger.
According to Foreman, this was the smallest size of clothing he found in the ready-to-wear warehouse. In order not to be rude, he did not choose clothes for Vicky in the children's section.
But he has already recorded Ms. Vicky's data and will definitely prepare a fitting dress for her the next time she boards the ship. This makes Vicky's initial good impression of Forman disappear rapidly.
"Mr. Tang, I have a supply list for the Moonlight Gold that needs to be sent to you." Forman said while selecting suitable drinks in the wine cabinet: "And considering that there may be more of your friends in the future
To stay here permanently, I suggest you consider recruiting five to ten more service personnel. Of course, it would be great if you could agree to let me recruit these people myself."
The amber liquid was poured into the crystal glass and turned into a golden color. Foreman gently placed the wine glass next to Tangji's hand, and then placed a non-alcoholic mixed drink in front of Vicky: "This is Harris
Although the aged Tequila wine produced by Keguanghuang Winery is not a super aged special product, it is still precious and I hope you like it.”
Tang Ji looked at the wine in the glass, which was only one-third full, and tasted it briefly.
He didn't know where the Jalisco Golden Winery was, or what Tequila was, but he knew that it was definitely expensive.
It can be called a strong first impression, followed by a sweet chocolate-like aftertaste, as if a fire is passing from the tip of the tongue to the throat, but it is sweet all the way down.
It was indeed a good wine, and Tang Ji had to admit that compared to the complicated offerings at the Afterlife Bar, this wine could conquer people's tongues with just one sip.
"These wines were previously locked in the safe of the old Frederick family and were recently taken out." Forman considered the words and said to Tanguy: "Mr. Frederick sent me the wine through public channels before.
An email expressed his willingness to give the Moonlight Gold to Mr. Tang as a gift, so these most precious collections can see the light of day."
"Can he find the location of this ship?" Tang Ji put down his wine glass and looked directly into Forman's eyes.
"No, I assure you sir, you have completely lifted the authority on this ship." Forman did not look away. He looked at Tang Ji calmly: "Mr. Frederick passed the message through a public signal.
Messages, I just received these messages.”
"What about you? What are your plans? Now that the Frederick family has abandoned this ship, you are free." Tang Ji did not intend to argue with Forman about loyalty. This is not a topic of their relationship.
.
"No, sir, I am a lifelong employee." Forman shook his head: "The Frederick family bought me out for the rest of my life. My service object is the Moonlight Gold. Unless I die or the ship
Either way, or you ask me to be relieved of my duties, otherwise this is a lifelong job."
"How much did they spend to buy out your life?" Tang Ji was a little curious. He had never heard of this kind of employment system. It sounded more like some kind of slavery.
"Including various insurance costs, the total is 37.5 million." Forman showed a proud smile: "The top price."
Tang Ji suddenly found that he had been fighting life and death from the invaders from another world for several rounds. The money he earned together was just enough to buy out Foreman.
Among them, the majority of the naturalized people who were snatched before contributed the most. If you calculate carefully, Tang Ji has actually saved the world at his own expense in recent months!
When he thought of this, Tang Ji's face suddenly turned a little ugly. He glanced at Foreman with some confusion, and then at Vicky, who was carefully looking at the printed porcelain cup on the table.
Then, Tang Ji remembered Sirte's proud statement: "I have never been to school, and I have also been to a bar!"
Damn it, from now on these rich people will have to pay me to save the world! Tang Ji resisted the urge to call Mikkelsen right now to recruit big business, and walked into her temporary laboratory with Wu Qianying.
Of course, although it is said to be a temporary laboratory, the environment here is actually better than that of many professional laboratories. Wu Qianying used Mikkelsen's method to order a lot of equipment that she could not buy before.
Except for a few large experimental equipment that occupy a large area or consume extremely high energy, this place is not inferior to her laboratory in Night City.
"Tell me, why did you come to me in such a hurry?" When Wu Qianying saw Foreman not coming over, she closed the door and let out a sigh of relief, leaning lazily on the swivel chair without any energy at all.
"I need to confess a little secret to you, about my abilities." Tang Ji sat next to Wu Qianying, thinking about where he should start.
In the cold Antarctica, the Mikkelsens mingled with a group of naturalized people, waiting for a whaling ship to dock in the distance.
There are nearly a hundred naturalized people gathered here, forty of them are Mikkelsens. They are basically the lucky ones who were working outside for various reasons when the attack was launched, as well as those who survived the nuclear explosion.
By.
These people spent a difficult twenty-four hours relying on the supplies left in the camp. Several of the seriously injured ones had already been understood by their companions. Out of the inertia of their faith, they still threw the bodies into the bottomless abyss to feed the Great Stomach God.
Mikkelsen looked on coldly at these fanatic believers. He didn't need to show much intelligence to be among this group of people. As long as he waited for someone to pick them up, he could lurk among other converts. It was always a place to go.
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In the distance, an exploration ship named Antarctic Walker was parked far away in the bay. A small boat sailed to the shore alone. Several fully armed guards protected a man in thick winter clothing as he walked towards the group of survivors.
"Who's the boss now?" The overindulgent voice came from under the mask, which sounded annoying.
The survivors who were gathered together but loosely looked at each other. Finally, under the pressure of silence, an old-looking sailor stood up: "It's me, I'm the boatswain of the Essexon."
"What happened here?" The leader continued to ask, "Tell me."
"I don't know, sir, but I saw two planes throwing missiles into the crater over and over. White smoke kept coming out. Then they seemed to have dropped a nuclear bomb into the crater, and the entire glacier collapsed." The boatswain said about this incident.
When he said, his whole body shivered: "Our boat was capsized at that time, and when we finally got ashore, there were only a few living people left in this place."
"Trash." The other party whispered, but all the survivors heard this.
"Who else knows more?" he continued to ask, but the boatswain coughed and interrupted him: "Can you let us get on the boat to warm up first? We are from Daizer, from the Australian branch.
"
The leading man did not answer the boatswain's words, but one of his soldiers suddenly opened fire and killed the boatswain directly.
"Who else has questions?" The man looked at the survivors and asked loudly: "Now, whoever answers my question can get on the ship."
"They killed the Big Stomach God." A neon man stood up tremblingly. He only had half a thermal blanket, and he was already a little delirious: "I saw it with my own eyes. There was a huge tentacle.
, was washed up from the bottomless pit and turned into water like ice in a few minutes. It must be the tentacles of the Big Stomach God."
Boom!
The Neon Man's head turned into a ball of blood mist.
"I don't need crazy words, tell me who attacked you! How did they sneak in!" The leading man was a little angry: "What's going on? Are you the only ones who survived, crazy people?"
"I'll tell you, but you have to promise to take me away." Mikkelsen stood up and said clearly: "I don't know how it all started, but I heard someone called Tang Ji.
name."
"Very well, come over here." The leading man's tone remained unchanged, motioning for Mikkelsen to stand over, but his tone was obviously less aggressive. He muttered in a low voice: "Damn, I knew it was him!"
Later, more than a dozen Mikkelsens from different regions came forward to roughly restore what happened here from their own perspective, and the leader gradually became silent.
From Mikkelsen's point of view, he saw clearly that this person represented the naturalized force. The reason why he came to inquire about the information could only prove that the pioneers had hidden their major failures, and these only
Those who heard a few words were trying to find out the news themselves.
Therefore, Mikkelson and the others helped them restore the entire process, and mixed in a little bit of artistic processing, such as the God of Stomach is dead, the pioneers are considering a full evacuation, etc.
Then, as he expected, the naturalized man asked his men to slaughter the remaining useless fish. Among them, most of the Mikkelsens accepted their death calmly and prepared to find a warm place for vacation.