Chapter 178: The Temple is High and the Rivers and Lakes are Far 1
Lindbergh's forehead was bruised along the way, and after handing over the two little girls to the medical staff, he violently pushed open the door to Commander Hardwin's office.
"Colonel Huggins, remember to knock next time."
Compared to the brutal and rude Sith warriors, the Commander-in-Chief of the Dimensional Fleet, the great legendary mage Her Excellency Lindy Hadwin, is elegant and calm.
I saw that she tore off the mask on her face without panic, threw it into the trash can, and calmly took out a makeup tissue to dry her cheeks and hands, and then asked, "How is the boat?" Are you satisfied with this overhaul? ”
Lindbergh's face was clouded with lead, indicating that a great storm was brewing inside him. Of course, from any technical point of view, the overhaul of the Plantagenet was quite good, and he was beyond reproach.
The only problem is that the good is too much!
Whether it's the full curvature engine or the entire adult Void Whale skin, it's a legendary accessory that is hard to find. What's more, when Phyllis presided over the overhaul, she hired top masters in all aspects to manually debug, and even Commander Hardwin himself was invited to bless the Plantagenet's all-domain hybrid shield because of his advanced knowledge of protective spells.
As a result, the Plantagenet gained +12 for the entire ship. Of course, the labor costs of these masters are also quite staggering.
In short, Lindbergh spent hours not counting how many zeros were behind the total bill.
In the student city, of course, he is an out-and-out local tyrant, with a monthly salary of more than 100 million, and hundreds of thousands of dollars a minute. But with such an income, paying such a bill is too reluctant.
What's more, the dimensional fleet collects the entropy knife, not the yen. The value of the two is not the same. Remember the definition of an entropy knife: the energy required to blow the earth into powder is called an entropy knife?
Obviously, Lindbergh was put on the spot by Fefelis, and the mastermind behind the scenes was probably the commander-in-chief of Hardwin in front of him.
Lindbergh was furious, clenched his iron fist, and maliciously stared at the middle-aged eldest sister in front of him who was leisurely doing skin care.
If the other party is not the commander-in-chief of the dimensional fleet, if the other party is not the legendary archmage of the whole system who has been famous for a long time, if it is not in someone else's mage tower now, if you are fully equipped...... Having said so much, in fact, it is completely impossible to beat, and it can be done too early. Now he could only look forward to killing His Excellency the Commander with his eyes.
To be honest, Lindbergh was careless. The Sith's talent is indeed immune to lies. These explorers of the dark side of the Force can keenly capture the throbbing of fate in the primordial sea, and lies cannot deceive the Sith.
Lindbergh just relied too much on that talent. That night (when Lucieu was fighting with one side), when Fifilis handed him the maintenance contract, he didn't feel the smell of lies in Harami, so he signed his name very boldly.
Logistics Officer Fephyllis did not lie, she wrote in her contract that she would repair the Plantagenet for Colonel Huggins "at all costs".
That's what she promised, and that's what she did.
Tong Su is not bullied.
"Okay."
Lindbergh confessed. The alliance is a very magical organization, the usual work organization is bloated, inefficient, and blames each other, but when collecting debts, it is vigorous and resolute and sincere cooperation, so slotted, people think about it.
"What do you want me to do? Stop, don't tell me to pay this bill seriously. There's always a way not to pay, right, you should have arranged it a long time ago, right? ”
Commander-in-Chief Hardwin, the beautiful blue-haired eldest sister held her forehead and complained as if she had a headache, oh my God, she said, "Colonel Huggins, you've got a big problem for me. ”
She waved the bill: "That's a lot of money!" ”
"Who's to say it isn't!"
"This money is worth my salary for 10,000 years."
"You're so right."
"Colonel Huggins, though." Commander-in-Chief Hardwin said with a smile on his face, "Aren't you a local tyrant, and this bill is only a drop in the bucket." ”
"Does Dimension Fleet accept Japanese yen to pay bills?"
"Not really."
"Alright, Your Excellency, Commander, let's stop wasting time in circles." Lindbergh's patience was exhausted, "I'm willing to drill the trap, provided I get the trap out quickly!" ”
"Colonel Huggins, you seem to have misunderstood me."
"Your Excellency is so funny, how can I have a misunderstanding of Your Excellency the Great Bright and Righteous Commander."
"Colonel Huggins, you're more funny." Hadwin didn't care, but he couldn't continue to dwell on the false blows, so he flipped through the papers on the table, "Well, Colonel Huggins, we're friends, and we can't bear to see you rot and die in the quagmire of debt." You see, there is such an article in the "Regulations on the Re-employment of Retired Personnel of the Dimensional Fleet", and you may be a little interested. ”
Lindbergh viciously took the file, and the one that Hardwin pointed to read: "...... In order to avoid the re-employment of military personnel from being affected by factors outside the army, the fleet should bear all unfulfilled obligations outside the army, including the maintenance of the elderly, the education of children, divorce, and the debts of the debt of the dimensional fleet...... If the rehired person requests retirement again, the relevant costs will need to be returned. ”
Looking at the date of the enactment, it was indeed just printed today.
"Is this one just for me?"
"Colonel Huggins, you're joking, it's the law, theoretically for everyone."
"So how many times has this law been used so far?"
"I'm afraid you're the only one."
"Hah!" The Sith warrior looked like he knew this, "This is the law?" ”
"That's the law!"
The atmosphere was a bit solemn, and the two stared at each other without saying a word. With a creak, Lindbergh crushed the cup in his hand.
"Lindbergh, we're friends." Hudwin gave Lindbergh a strange look, she snapped her fingers, and the shards of glass on the ground regathered along the shattered trail and flew back to their original form and flew back to the table, "I'm here to help you with the bills." ”
"I shouldn't have had this bill in the first place!"
"Don't do that, Lindbergh, even ordinary repairs, the cost of the Plantagenet is not something you can afford. When you crash-landed, the ship was a pile of scrap metal. Lord Hadwin advised, "Anyway, you now have a good ship. ”
Seeing that Lindbergh was still hesitating, Hardwin raised the price slightly.
"In this way, the enhancement adjustment fee of your two disciples today will also be counted."
Another important reason why Lindbergh brought Satian Tears and Lucieu to the dimensional fleet was to carry out physical enhancement at the molecular level.
In the third stage of the Sith Warriors, the Force's abilities grow explosively, and there is often a tragedy where the body and strength do not match, and they injure themselves. Therefore, it is necessary to strengthen the body with sophisticated biotechnology.
Of course, the cost is quite expensive.
"I only have one disciple." Lindbergh habitually complained, but seemed to be moved. After all, the current Plantagenet is definitely worth the money. There are a lot of great products, and you can't buy them with money. If Lindbergh had money, he would have bought it at the original price of the bill. His only problem was that he didn't have any money.
Since it has been negotiated, it is a matter of a contract. Lindbergh signed the re-engagement agreement that had been drawn up, and Commander-in-Chief Hardwin signed it on behalf of the dimensional fleet. The contract retained Lindbergh's rank of colonel and was attached to the Tuscan branch of the 33rd Section of the Field Service under the direct command of Commander-in-Chief Hardwin. However, the military forces available to his command were limited to the Plantagenet, and the title of colonel was somewhat undeserved.
There is no difference in salary, and the standard of the dimensional fleet is uniformly referred to.
Since this was the case, Lindbergh got up and planned to leave, and the tears were making physical adjustments, and he was a little uneasy.
"Is the fleet so short of men right now?"
Before going out, he asked casually. Hardwin was determined to sign him, and the reason was definitely not because he felt he was a talent.
"It's not that there is a shortage of people, it's just that there are too few people who are willing to do things, and most of them are messing around in the office." The blue-haired eldest sister took out the beauty stick from the drawer, "People are floating in trouble~Help me close the door~"
Boom!!!
Oh, rude guy.
His Excellency Commander Hadwin, who was fair and honest, generously spared his rude subordinates, and while the effect of the mask was still there, she hurriedly massaged it with a beauty stick to promote the absorption of the essence of the mask.
Irresponsible adults do things on their own, but they push underage students to medical centers. Although the name sounds like a life-saving place, it is actually a dangerous biomodification laboratory.
Brave interstellar GIs naturally don't mind adding a power arm to themselves, anyway, they are all synthetic products that come out of the nutrient tank, and they definitely don't have the weird idea that 'parents who are affected by the body should not be discarded'.
But Satian Tears and Lucieu are different, and the researchers repeatedly sell Satian Tears a "top quack" metal long leg.
"Shiny and sexy, walking with the wind, clicking, and slicing through standard kinetic armor with one kick!"
The mysticist's name was Rand, and he was as talented as his name suggested, wearing a doctor's lab coat and gold-rimmed glasses, and he looked like a Sven scum.
"Since you are a disciple of Huggins, I will definitely take care of you, he is not a good friend of mine before he retired.
Rest assured, I'm the best adjuster in the entire fleet, and my craft is absolutely credible. ”
When he said this, Mr. Rand was very mild, like a true gentleman.
His blue melancholy eyes stared at the tears, and the little girl's heart trembled. She thought to herself, the teacher's disgusting virtue is really incredible, he actually has such a good friend!
Zuo Tian's tears were so dizzy by Uncle Shuai that his brain was dizzy, and he didn't know what to do, so he only hugged Lucie's waist and kept giggling. Worried that she was really stupid, Lucie cut off her legs and replaced them with the mechanical blades recommended by Mr. Rand.
So he boldly asked:
"Mr. Rand, we have fully understood your kindness. But your look is not convincing! Lucieu held back her tears and said seriously, "If you are really a powerful master of transformation, why haven't you reformed yourself at all?" Or are you also a 'body purist'? ”
"Elf, your question is a compliment to me!" Mr. Rand laughed happily, "There's no trace of the transformation at all, is there?" ”
Seeing that the elf was still full of question marks, Mr. Rand took off his work card and handed it to her.
Lucie took a look, and the photo of the work card showed a three-headed Cerberus, grinning and spewing magma.
"Yes, I was originally a Cerberus, but Lord Hardwin thinks that she is more relatable now, and she is a good leader who knows how to make good use of people."
Well, I guessed that the teacher's best friends must be fox friends - Cerberus is definitely a dog, right? Zuotian tears finally sobered up, she didn't want to see the real "well-dressed beast" anymore, and depressedly pulled Lucie to confess and leave.