When Li Jian asked us for help on the top floor of the palace, he could see the general outline of the oil tanker as long as he looked out the window behind him, but when he actually got closer, he experienced nearly two units of "water" leakage. The people here use a strange hourglass-like mechanism to calculate and express time, and when the water from the top layer of the cleverly designed ceramic piece flows to the lower layer, the oversized hourglass automatically turns around, upside down to form a unit of time—they call it a moment, and the long hand on my atomic vibration dial is just half a circle.

No matter what the term is used to describe the passage of time, after an hour's trek through fishermen, nuclear waste, and beach garbage, led by the emperor's aides and his entourage, we are able to get a closer look at this hundred-year-old vehicle. The tanker was bigger than we thought, and its brown rust but still solid exterior looked like a giant monster from the depths. It can take a few moments just to get around the outside.

The others watched boredly as the water leak passed through the upper layer to become the upper layer, and then became the lower layer again, and the military madman Mark completed the field survey, and based on the construction diagram in hand, he depicted the shape of the oil ** and attached several feasible xìng schemes. The emperor's staff took part in the discussion. After about two or three hundred times of alternating between crossing and lowering my hands, the plan finally seemed to be relatively complete.

According to the map provided by the emperor, the tanker consisted of five parts: deck, bridge, upper deck, middle deck and lower deck. We're going to break in layer by layer. The whole orchestra is divided into three groups, and Group A goes from the entrance to the deck to gain control of the commanding heights; Group B is from the second entrance to the bottom floor; Group C was further divided into two groups, which were responsible for maintaining the patency of the upper and lower retreats......"

―I noticed that half of the people were unconscious.

“…… Because night vision goggles are passive, we can only rely on lighting sticks and flashlights for propulsion......"

―I was hypnotized by Mark's unflinching, dry tone, and fell asleep.

“…… The whole plan took about four hours, and it was carefully explored while ensuring its own safety, and tear gas grenades were allowed to be used room by room -- uh, does Staff Officer Li have any comments he would like to express? ”

"That's right, because the vanamin is a very dangerous creature, and I have you to use mines, acid grenades, incendiary grenades, bazookas, pulse machine guns...... It doesn't hurt to get rid of it completely, and it doesn't hurt to blow up the whole ship......"

That was obviously impossible, because we didn't have any heavy weapons out of the shelter. Even if you take it, you won't use it...... Of course, at that time, we were all distracted, and we, who didn't even know what Wana Mingqiu looked like, thought that we could get rid of the [little ones] who were a headache for the emperor with light weapons alone, so how could we raise objections?

"Also, everyone, please stay awake for the time being, what I am going to say next is !! important for this mission."

The Emperor's agent, with his neutral voice, pulls us back from the muse to the harsh reality:

"Don't try to start a tanker...... You're probably going to die. ”

So, just like that, under the leadership of the head, we began to slowly and disorderly invade the habitat of unknown creatures according to Mark's plan. But......

"Ah, rats!"

"Where?"

"I'm so scared of ...... there."

"Nothing to be afraid of, just hold on to me and be fine"

Lord Patrick and his girlfriend, who were in the same group as me, would always forget about their surroundings as they slowly explored, and would often stop for trivial things, or make noise about me. Others searched with a playful attitude, and even picked up an ancient lunch box wrapped in plastic packaging on the ground and studied it carefully...... In short, because of all the things going on, although it sounds like a simple search&destroy mission, it wasn't until dusk that we officially invaded the lower passage of the tanker.

The little white hand waving in front of my eyes called me back from my trance, and she smiled and made a gesture for me to stop for a moment, and then carefully pinned the crown of nameless white flowers and strips of white cloth to my newly made hair.