On the Moonlight Gold, Mr. Good Luck Carl Wile hasn't left the house for three days. He locked himself in his room and relied on a colloidal nutritional paste to survive every day. He refused to get out of bed and used adult diapers to solve everyone's physiological problems.
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Foreman would knock on the door every four hours and then patiently suggest that the person receive psychological intervention, but Mr. Good Luck refused the other person's kindness.
"One, two, three...fifty-five, fifty-six..." Carl Wile held a coin in his hand, flicked it with his thumb, caught it when it fell, and quietly opened his palm to observe the direction of the coin.
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It was the same word fifty-six times in a row. Carl Wilo tentatively got out of bed and shook it a few times. It was okay!
Then he closed his eyes and danced wildly with his limbs as if he was mentally ill, and sprinted back and forth. In the end, he didn't touch anything, and then he believed that the world had returned to normal.
God knows how he got here these days. At the most unlucky time, he tried to take off his contaminated diapers and change them into new ones. As a result, during the process, the Moonlight Gold encountered underwater current disturbances, and the whole ship shook slightly.
For a moment.
Mr. Good Luck accidentally fell off the bed during the slight shaking. Not only did he twist his waist, but the used diaper was also put on his head, almost choking him to death in the excrement.
For a while, Carl Wille even doubted whether there was an error in his understanding of ability. Maybe his total luck was constant, but he could distribute it at will, and he had just squandered the last luck in his life.
Already...
But just this morning, Mr. Good Luck woke up from his sleep with a sprained waist. He suddenly turned over and heard a "kacha" sound, and he was healed just like that!
After this, there were fifty-seven consecutive coin tests, and Mr. Good Luck Carl Wilo was back again!
The disheveled Carl Wille rushed out of the room happily, went straight into the restaurant, selected a lot of high-calorie food on the screen, and shouted hello to everyone passing by.
"I think his condition may have worsened." Foreman was observing Carl Wilo's condition not far away, feeling worried.
Dr. Wu Qianying frowned slightly. This micro-expression was almost exactly the same as Tang Ji's. She had not had this habit before, but after studying Tang Ji's facial micro-expressions for a long time, she subconsciously imitated the most frequent movements among them.
As a scholar obsessed with studying supernatural abilities, Mr. Good Luck is undoubtedly the rarest observation target. Although his abilities are not as earth-shattering as those of the Seven Deadly Sins, the things behind it may be far broader than the Seven Deadly Sins.
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Wu Qianying has developed two research directions on Carl Wiler, where his abilities come from, and where his abilities can be used.
The more in-depth research, the more shocked Wu Qianying's worldview is. Not to mention what the subjective title of the Seven Deadly Sins is named after, the mere existence of Carl Wile means that human beings' philosophical worldview is on the wrong track.
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Behind her was a recording drone, which captured all the details of Carl Wilo's life, including footage of Carl Wilo in his own room. There was obviously no real privacy space on this top-notch cruise ship.
It only took Alia ten minutes to find the relevant backdoor program in the system. For some ulterior purpose, Dr. Wu and the rapidly growing Alia chose to hide this secret...
Carl Wile didn't know that his every move was being recorded. He was as cheerful as a pig about to be slaughtered. He ate the food for three people by himself, and then danced all the way to the swimming pool.
In Forman's eyes, the large swimming pool located in the central area of the front section of the Moonlight Gold is undoubtedly a flaw in this work of art. Compared with other configurations of the ship, it is neither elegant nor beautiful. The only outstanding point is that it is expensive.
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It is said that it was Gerald Frederick Jr. who strongly requested the addition. For this reason, the Moonlight Gold had to make some compromises in terms of overall strength and storage area.
The Moonlight Gold is a large ship, 189 meters long, 38 meters wide, and 21 meters high. Its displacement in submersible state exceeds 98,000 tons. It is truly a giant ship.
It is said that the Frederick family spent nearly 200 million federal dollars on the swimming pool alone. It ran through the entire ship, was fifteen meters deep, and extended from the top deck down to the bottom deck.
When the Moonlight Gold is within thirty meters of the water, the bottom deck of the entire swimming pool is open, relying on some kind of semi-permeable membrane to directly connect to the sea. Shallow water enthusiasts can dive to the deepest part of the pool to witness the beauty of the ocean depths.
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Now, the lower deck of the Moonlight Gold has been closed, and the ship is submerged to the extreme depth within its safe range, two hundred and twenty meters underwater.
As a cruise ship, although more factors and possibilities were considered in the initial design, it was still not a combat ship. In order to sneak into this safe enough distance, the Moonlight Gold took a full twenty-four days.
But for those professionals, this depth has just begun to warm up.
A submarine that was only 32 meters long, under the cover of a surface ship, slowly approached the direction of the Moonlight Gold from the open sea.
Night City is, after all, a port city. Although the entire shipping industry has been experiencing a great dive in the past two decades, Del Coronado Bay still has more than 1,200 ships entering and exiting every year, with a throughput of more than 40 million tons.
, so the Moonlight Gold's sonar was not aware of the existence of that 'inconspicuous' submarine.
The submarine shut down its power system about eight nautical miles away from the Moonlight Gold and entered a completely silent state. Thirty-six frogmen equipped with special equipment swam out from the submarine launch bay to catch the micro-powered submarine equipment.
Moving downward towards the Moonlight Gold, their target was the lower movable deck located directly below the swimming pool.
At this time, Carl Wile was diving into the swimming pool with a suitable temperature. His whole body was like a faded rag, dyeing the nearby water with color.
Chrissy Cunningham, who was swimming, screamed in annoyance and swam quickly to the shore. She found a floating chair and sat on the shore and started to complain about Carl Wilo.
There are not many members on the Moonlight Gold. Apart from these superhumans who are half avoiding trouble and half under house arrest, there are only Tony's family members.
It was quite a big family. There were seven people in total including Tony's mother, wife and children. They made the ship very lively for a while when they first arrived.
But as time passed, the children used the VR room to continue their studies under Forman's arrangement. Tony's mother fell in love with flowers and spent every day in the garden to cultivate herself, while the wife had sex with the only cook on the ship, the superhuman Komuro Asahi.
Xia became friends every year, and the two of them spent every day studying how to make biscuits softer.
Chrissy is a has-been Internet celebrity. She is actually one of the first superhuman beings to become popular on the Internet. If there were no pioneers in this world and no prying eyes from big companies...
But now Chrissy Cunningham has become accustomed to her current life. Through the perspective of people like Tang Ji and Wu Qianying, the young girl has seen the cruelty hidden behind the world.
In the past five years, the pioneers have bought and sold more than 65,000 superhumans, most of whom have been transformed into physical bodies and cannot even remember who they are.
It can be said that the pioneers relied on the method of kidnapping the human body to delay superhuman beings from becoming known to the world for at least two years.
Compared with those metahumans who have been transformed into bodies, Chris feels that she is very lucky. Although Dr. Wu often draws her blood and allows her to repeatedly use her abilities, Dr. Wu is a genius and she has given her a lot of inspiration.
And finally allowed Chris to successfully advance to the lv2 stage.
With the idea of mischief, Chris controlled her ability to create smoothies next to Mr. Good Luck. These translucent smoothies were almost invisible, but they did lower the temperature of the surrounding water.
Within half a minute, Carl Wille had a cramp. He shouted and started again, while flopping toward the shore like a drowned dog.
Then, just after he left that area, a dozen heavily armed frogmen suddenly emerged from the pool.
The fluorescent green tactical goggles revealed a human light, and he glanced coldly from Mr. Good Luck to Chris, and then half of the weird-looking gun emerged from the water...
The next second, he was frozen forever. Chris reacted subconsciously after being frightened, and half of the swimming pool was frozen into ice.
Of course, she will never forget the support that Dr. Wu taught her. Water will expand when it condenses into ice. Dr. Wu gave her a deep impression by using the blood of white mice.
Therefore, even if it was a subconscious reaction, Chris did not freeze the entire swimming pool to cause damage to the hull structure.
But for the frogmen frozen in the ice, it's a different story...
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As the 68th Commander-in-Chief of the Federation, Hunter Rodham’s governing career can be described as mediocre.
He is the second federal commander-in-chief from the Rodham family. He was once a rising political star. Unfortunately, time did not wait for him. When his father became the federal commander-in-chief, the corporate war broke out.
The entire federation was almost on the verge of civil war. Capital groups that originally liked to use agents, under the provocation of certain reasons, finally chose to fight for their own interests in person.
Since then, the position of federal commander has become a decoration, and his status is equivalent to an enhanced version of the Neon Emperor.
Before Hunter, three of the seven consecutive federal commanders died in accidents. Although the remaining four retired successfully, they basically had no sense of existence. In most school history books, they are probably even named after
Capital letter abbreviations appear.
This is the third year that Hunter has been elected as the commander-in-chief. He has just celebrated his 79th birthday. As the nominal commander-in-chief, Hunter only needs to attend the press conferences that require his appearance on time to complete his work.
His remuneration for each attendance is almost 2,000 federal dollars, which covers food and accommodation, reimbursement of round-trip travel expenses, and the special allowance from the commander-in-chief. In good times, Hunter's annual income exceeds 300,000 federal dollars.
Proper middle class.
But for Hunter, who was born in the Golden Age of the Federation, became a politician at the end of the Golden Age of the Federation, and had witnessed the glory of his father, this small amount of money was more like a humiliation to him and the title of Commander-in-Chief.
Since entering the W Palace, Hunter can be said to have entered the Qingshui Yamen. Although the previous commander-in-chief died in the toilet and was diagnosed with a heart attack, at least he led and signed the model city project. Conservative
The profit income is estimated to be in the tens of millions.
By the time Hunter arrived, there was really nothing left. Almost all the limited power of the federal government was devoted to the model city project. Bureaucrats and clerks who had been thirsty for many years from top to bottom had almost nothing to lose.
If only the commander-in-chief, who changes every four years, is left alone to try his best to reach out to the W Palace, how can this be considered as taking over the W Palace? At most, it can be regarded as moving in...
Hunter has been looking forward to another change in the Federation. No matter whether the change is good or bad, he firmly believes that the result will be better than now.
So when the forces behind the construction of Model City launched the Walter Group as a front and invited him to move the federal political center to the new Palace W in Model City, Hunter agreed without hesitation.
He knew clearly that there was something wrong with the Walter Group under him, but he still went to work and got off work on time every day, turning a blind eye to the various anomalies that happened in the building. Even after the Seven Virtues Project collapsed, he
He also expressed regret for the deceased.
This image of diligent dog-licking finally paid off, a reward beyond imagination...
Hunter looked at the content in the email and used Kangerfu i-type breathing spray for the third time to lower his heart rate and relieve brain fatigue...
He had been waiting for an opportunity, but Hunter never expected that this opportunity would be so big and so sci-fi that Hunter once suspected that it was a joke from the Walter Group. After all, even if the players themselves were present at the scene, they could not prove that they were players.
rather than mental illness.
But Hunter actually doesn't care whether they are really from another world or from a federal mental hospital. As long as they can actually pay and cede their rights, Hunter is willing to be a clown and accompany them on various programs and interviews.
Therefore, when the first corporate sponsorship of 50 million federal dollars was received, Hunter immediately put on his most formal suit, combed his hair, and arranged the content of his speech with a secretary of the other party in the most professional manner.
No matter how ridiculous the content of the speech is, no matter how big a sensation this public speech may cause in public opinion, Hunter will show the magnanimity and seriousness of a federal commander, for no other reason than professional ethics.
At a press conference worth 2,000 federal dollars, his shoes were thrown at him and he was almost shot, let alone a press conference worth 50 million federal dollars?
Even if President Trump crawled out of hell and wanted to have a drink with him, Hunter would tell him without changing his face that he would wait until he was over!
In short, when Hunter stood in front of modesty, his attention was not even attracted by that perfect human body. One word stood out in his whole person -
