Selma lay on the dashboard with a bored expression, rolling her head from time to time, staring at the ripple map in a daze.

Speaking of which, she was just here to get the credit for the internship class, and if she really did, it would not be her turn to steer the boat or launch the water - because there were more professional ones. So in a game term, she's a cute girl who comes to ask for experience.

'I really want to go online, those American dramas should be updated...... I heard that how many new students are here this time? And the two presidents are deflated in a day of freedom? I don't know if it's true......

In her thoughts, Thelma felt someone tapped her on the shoulder—well, this old-fashioned scary method couldn't it be a little new?

"How's the key, Professor? It won't be ...... again."

She turned around helplessly as she spoke, but it stopped abruptly in the middle of her sentence.

Standing in front of him was not a burly Professor Rundstedt, but a strange man in a dark red sweatshirt with an eerie white bone china mask on his face - like a ghost that haunts horror movies of all kinds. The point is, she felt the coldness and slight tingling on the side of her neck.

As soon as she moved, she felt like her skin was about to be torn apart.

"Hello."

The 'person' in front of him bowed his head slightly to show politeness, but because he couldn't see the expression, he had a strange feeling - or the appearance of this time and place in this weather was a strange thing in itself.

Thelma was not a combatant, and her speech had nothing to do with combat, so she couldn't resist, so she could only freeze in place.

"You...... What do you want? We're just a research ship, and we don't have any valuables; And it's been registered with the Waterway Maritime Bureau beforehand, if anything happens......"

As a student in the elite Kassel Academy, her good quality still made her answer.

- It seems that she still thinks that this is a terrorist or something, and that the Moniah is trying to rob ships.

"Relax, don't be nervous," the man in front of him sighed, then patted her on the shoulder, and then withdrew the murder weapon she felt. "Do you think I look like such a tasteless person? Please use your brains too, don't think I'm a passerby who doesn't know anything and is so bored that I rob the 'research ship'. ”

Thelma was speechless, as if she was really ...... A bit under-conceived?

"Boom-"

There was a violent shaking of the Moniach, and Thelma staggered, and her face suddenly turned pale at the thought of something.

"The shaking from under the water...... It's a landslide! The ruins of the White Emperor City have collapsed! Ye Sheng and Aki ......"

"Relax, relax~ It's going to be fine."

The dark man in red, Mercer, stopped Thelma's screams and pressed a sore forehead.

According to the original plot, Operation Kuimen is the first bento distribution link of the Dragon Clan, which also opened up the uncontrollable bento wholesale in Jiangnan...... Ahem, in short, this can be regarded as the beginning of a tragedy of death, and at the same time, preventing it has become an initial part of the whole plan.

But-

Mercer couldn't help but sigh again. God knows how tight this plot arrangement is, it turns out that the time when the Kuimen plan happened was the afternoon of the day of the 3e exam! Ignoring this is probably because he doesn't remember that the United States is during the day, and here in China is actually ...... at night.

So he first climbed over five or six mountains around the Kassel Academy to the city, and then flew and glided to the nearest airport, and quickly picked up a plane that went directly to China and took the Arctic route; got off the plane and rushed to the Three Gorges with a layer of ice on his body that had not yet melted; In the end, he jumped and swam in the water he didn't like so much before getting on the boat.

This kind of bitterness, it took him a lot of effort to hold back and not pull Selma to complain and vent.

"Attention all crew! This is Captain Mance Rundstedt! According to the information passed back by the commissioner just now, the Kuimen plan is still going smoothly, please stick to your posts and maintain the necessary vigilance! During the captain's participation in the operation, please follow the command of the first mate in case of emergency! ”

The ship's radio sounded, and Selma breathed a sigh of relief, but this passage was undoubtedly telling Sù Mercerrondstedt that he had gone into the water with the "key", and Ye Sheng and Jiu De Aki had also embarked on the journey to receive the bento.

Do you run under the water to stop them? Or just hijack ships and force them to come up?

Mercer frowned, and popped out a sharp claw to graze Thelma's cheek in the slightest, and thrust into the wall, forcing her to retreat into the corner honestly as she was still a little reckless.

Well, reconsider, it should be another way - not to mention the water war, he may not be able to defeat the dragon servant alone, and he still needs some preparation and cooperation.

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"Whew-"

Rundstead protrudes from the water, his black wetsuit retains the slim fit of a combat suit, and a large stream of water slides down the contours of his muscular muscles - and the bulging belly pocket that holds the "key".

"Key, don't cry, just took a blood sample and hurt for a while, and it will soon be better - besides, you can't blame me entirely, you still want to put your face up and kiss it......" He patted his round abdomen, and the little baby inside rolled a few times in dissatisfaction, and soon there was no movement again.

Using the spirit of words underwater, especially the spirit of words consumed by the object of [Dustless Land], Rundstedt felt more difficult, and his eyes also turned a lot of gold because of the uncalm bloodline in his body.

"Thelma? Why did you get here again? I didn't tell you to take a good look at the instrument......"

As soon as he climbed up the rope ladder, he caught a glimpse of Thelma, but he stopped talking before he could say anything.

"Hello, Professor Mance Rundstedt," Mercer said with a claw around the back of Rundstedt's neck and against Thelma's throat - there must be no doubt that with the sharpness of the claw, a single stroke could be fatal. "Believe me, I don't mean anything, I'm just trying to calm both sides."

"I'm 'calm' right now!"

Rundstedt's words contained an iron-gray anger that matched the color of his hair, but Mercer was unmoved, for the battle-hardened professor and commissioner would have acted at the slightest opportunity. He didn't want to hurt by accident.

"Well, then, let me tell you about the dangers that lie beneath the water."

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