"It's nothing, I remember it"

Wilson, who was sitting opposite, didn't smile, and beckoned to the window of the bar, and after the two sides introduced themselves, Yu Xing asked each other curiously: "How many people are there in total?" ”

"We used to have ten of us, but for some reason, maybe there were only four of us this time"

Although Yu Xing guessed that Dewell would not send too many people over, he didn't expect that the number of people from the other party would just reach double digits, and in the end, only four arrived...

"Did something happen?" Although Yu Xing complained in his heart about Dewell's unkindness, Yu Xing was not stupid enough to show Wilson his face.

"The plane they were on deviated halfway through, and we never found it, but the boss has sent someone to find it."

"Yaw?" Yu Xing paused, "Could it be?" ”

"It's possible, but it's not sure yet"

"I'm afraid it's hard for me to help with this matter," Yu Xing said with a little apology, anyway, the other party's person disappeared to come over to help him.

"Thank you for your kindness, but we're more familiar with this area than you," Wilson smiled as he took a sip of the bartender's cocktail, seemingly not very concerned about the safety of his missing teammates.

"Well, too," Yu Xing nodded in agreement, "So what are your plans next, are you going to Svalbard with me or?" ”

"Let's go first," Wilson thought for a moment, "we'll follow, I've got some things to prepare, after all—" Wilson glanced at Richelieu, "These beautiful ladies are not to be underestimated."

"Okay, so how do you contact us then?" Yu Xing didn't say anything, to be honest, Yu Xing just thought about it carefully, and then figured out why Dewell only sent so many people to help, in the face of the super-standard existence of the ship mother, the number of people really has no big effect, unless it is a direct dispatch of army-level troops, otherwise it is completely impossible for humans to defeat the ship mother under normal circumstances, but...

Yu Xing looked at Wilson, who was chatting with the bartender, and always felt that the other party looked like he was in his chest, it seemed that the other party had some secret weapon, maybe he could look forward to it at that time?

"Captain, it hasn't been ten minutes since Ken sent a confirmation message," Jason suddenly leaned over to Wilson.

"Understood" Wilson's expression did not change in the slightest, and after drinking the cocktail in one gulp, Wilson stretched out his hand in front of Yu Xing and said: "I have some things to deal with next, so I will be with you first, this is a special communicator" Wilson took out a small piece of metal from his pocket and handed it to Yu Xing, and then left the bar with Jason.

"How does it feel?" After Yu Xingmu saw the two leave, he turned to Richelieu and asked.

"The man who was smiling all the time, gave me a sense of danger," Richelieu said bluntly, "but if I fight, he is no match for me"

"I think it's estimated that Superman will have to be found to be able to win you through hand-to-hand combat..."Yu Xing said speechlessly, "But it can make you feel dangerous, it seems that his strength is also very strong."

Richelieu nodded, and did not speak again, but took a sip of lemon juice that had not been touched, and then had a very strange expression on his face.

"So you don't like sour? Why don't you get someone to change your glass? "Yu Xing, this is the first time I know that Richelieu doesn't like sour things.

"No, it's just that I haven't tasted this for a long time, and I'm a little unaccustomed" Richelieu took another sip, "It actually feels fine"

While the two were chatting, there was a 'bell' sound from Quincy's side, and even the bar was slightly shaken.

Yu Xing looked at Quincy with a smile, "You really finished drinking..."Yu Xing's eyes couldn't help but look at the girl's abdomen, and found that it was as flat as ever, this is going to be a normal person, it is estimated that the stomach has risen slightly, after all, Quincy's figure is indeed slim, where did such a big glass of beer go?

"Hiccup~~~" Quincy suddenly burped after a few seconds of silence, "Admiral~This, it's delicious~ and!" ”

Yu Xing: ......

Did you turn on some strange switch from Quincy again? Or is it that as long as it's enough, no matter what Quincy is, it will taste good?

"Drinking too much alcohol is not good for your health," Yu Xing could only persuade.

"Don't, I'm going to drink ~ burp ~~"

"Looks like we're drunk," Richelieu looked at Quincy helplessly, "Alcohol still has some effect on us, if it reaches a certain concentration, but I didn't expect beer to make Quincy drunk..."

"It turns out that your ship's mother will also get drunk..."Yu Xing didn't know where to complain, "How do you know?" ”

"I once drank too much red wine—" Richelieu seemed to remember something, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"So what now? Waiting for her to recover? Yu Xing looked at Quincy who was yelling for another drink by the bar, and had a little headache.

Firefly obediently sat aside with her milk, saying that she did not comment on her sister Quincy's behavior, and said that she couldn't help Xing's troubles, well, these are all made up by Yu Xing's own brain, after all, judging from the face of this girl who was drinking milk, she didn't seem surprised.

"Actually, as long as you give Quincy an order, she will recover"

"Order?" It was the first time Yu Xing had heard that he still had such a role.

"At least as far as I can remember, it's effective in the game, but now that I think about it, it's probably just a program setting, after all, we can't see a drunken logo floating on our heads when we go out" The ship girls at home have basically played ship N, and at that time, Yu Xing was still curious about how they would feel when they played the game.

"Hmm... Shall I try it? Yu Xing thought about it for a while, and felt that there was no other way anyway, so let's try it, otherwise he could only carry Quincy back, because Quincy already had a faint feeling of wanting to fall asleep.

"Ahem, Quincy, you've got a new mission"

"One more drink~"

“……”

"Quincy, it's time to eat"

"Huh? Where? Quincy instantly woke up from his original dazed appearance and became familiar to Yu Xing... Foodie Quincy.

"I don't know how to express these thoughts in my heart anymore..."Yu Xing felt that he couldn't spit out a thousand-year-old mouthful stuck in his mouth.

"Admiral, what are we eating?" Quincy asked excitedly.

"I always felt like I had a talking pet..."Yu Xing smiled wryly and stretched out his hand to Quincy's head.

Quincy, who didn't know why, looked at Yu Xing with a questioning expression.

"Okay, let's eat, let's eat" Yu Xing looked at Quincy's pitiful appearance, and could only surrender, after Yu Xing and the others left the bar, a person sitting not far away posted a message to a secret area of the deep web.