Chapter 539: Planting
There was a knock on the door.
Charlie responded in a tired voice: "Come in!" β
It's a personal guard that I'm familiar with. His expression was anxious, and his voice trembled a little: "Sir, the company's headquarters requires us to report the results of the battle immediately, and also asks us to send the spar over as much as possible." We...... How do we reply? β
The entire monitoring network is connected. The changes on Charlie's side were already known to the company's top management at the first time. Although Charlie ordered the communication to be cut off after arriving at the scene of the incident, the company's top management still judged that something was wrong. Whether it's good or bad, it needs a clear explanation.
This kind of work is usually done by some unlucky guy. Enraged people often attack the reporter on fire, regardless of whether they are punished indiscriminately. Although they will regret it afterwards, they will not admit their mistakes lightly, but let the punishment continue, and only quietly make amends at an appropriate time.
It doesn't sound like much has changed, but punishment is punishment after all. This is where the guards' fear comes from, and this time the incident is very big, and the anger of the company's top management may befall directly on him. I am afraid that the penalty for demotion, the salary is light, and some people may die because of it, maybe it is worse than death.
Charlie is the top head of the Redstone branch, and he can put the blame on a subordinate if he wants. What's more, strictly speaking, the responsibility is not on his head. It does take time to discern the content of the communication, and those who guarded the city gate did not find any trace of Su Hao. In these matters, everyone is at fault, but the boss is always right.
After a long silence, Charlie finally raised his head, with a deep exhaustion on his face: "Let me go and talk to them." β
Charlie, of course, understands that being the first to stand up and speak at such a time is a disaster for anyone.
He always considered himself a good person, an honest person. This is Charlie's principle of doing things, even if it is the bait for Su Hao and others to participate in the plan, Charlie has never lied.
He told Su Hao that this was a huge and dangerous hunt. From the number of the seven Dark Knights to the specific strength, Charlie did not hide it. Of course, the seven Dark Knights will not appear at the same time, as well as other hidden parts of the "Thunder" plan, Charlie did not reveal. The difference between honesty and hypocrisy is this, and some things are not lying as long as they are not said. Anyway, what I told you is true, and you didn't ask me anything else.
As for the "follow-up supply" repeatedly claimed in the newsletter, it is not a lie in Charlie's opinion. The supply convoy was indeed ready at that time, but there was no Su Hao and Gerald's seventeen squad on the supply list. In other words, there are supplies, and as for whether the convoy sends them to you, it's not my problem, it's the upper echelons of the company.
With this idea, the grizzled Charlie stood in front of the electronic screen and carefully told the boss on the screen.
"What, that hedron fell into the hands of the Dark Hunter Guild?"
"What, you let that kid escape?"
"How do you do that? There is not enough success and more than failure, get out! Get out of here! I don't want to see your disgusting face again! β
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The inner realm of the empire, the city of Chuzhou.
Lavohill sat on the couch and scolded Charlie, who was silent on the screen. The speed at which he yelled and cursed was so fast that a series of indistinct words spewed out of his mouth one after another, and the screen was splashed with dots of saliva, turning into solidified spots of crystalline light.
The scolding was too fast and too much, and Lavohir himself felt struggling. He was old, his hair was thinning, and he was obese. The round belly makes the whole person look bloated, and it is difficult to walk and gasp. The doctor had repeatedly warned Lavohir not to get angry, and even if he was angry, it was best to find a new focus of attention and change his thoughts and feelings. Otherwise, Lavohir would one day die from a stroke.
However, Lavohir really couldn't help but burst into a rage.
The kyanite necklace was ordered by the Chen family half a year ago. For this reason, they have already placed a deposit of 200,000 imperial gold coins, and they will pay 300,000 after delivery. Of course, this is not a one-shot deal. The other party promised that if the "Thunder" company got the third blue crystal, it would continue to add more money. For now, the tentatively agreed figure is one million gold coins, and in practice, maybe more.
Now, a qiΔ is all messed up.
Lavohir was eager to make the airship rush to Redstone City, pick up his pistol and shoot Charlie in the head. But even if you kill him, it's useless, even if you crush Charlie's bones and scatter ashes, the hedron still can't get it back. As the chairman of the "Thunder" company, Lavohir still has this basic reason and logic, but it is difficult to control his anger and must be released.
Staring at Charlie on the screen for a few seconds with extremely fierce eyes, Lavohir let out a sulk from his chest.
"Rubbish! Get lost! You're fired! β
The screen turns off and goes dark.
After scolding and venting, Lavohir's mood eased a little. But he still felt very uncomfortable and had a sad face. After all, the problem is still not fundamentally solved.
A figure stepped out from behind Lavohir's tall seat and came in front of him.
It was a tall and thin middle-aged man, his face was very pale, and the company uniform on his body was obviously larger than his actual size, looking very empty and light.
Zhang Guowei is a close confidant of Lavohir and a think tank in the top management of the "Thunder" company. Every time he showed up, he would see the right moment, never in time for Lavohir to be at his most angry.
"There must be no problems with the order from the Chen family."
Zhang Guowei's voice sounded a little hoarse, but it went straight to the core of the problem: "The Chen family is a hereditary marquis, not to mention that they have already paid a deposit. Regardless of the outcome of the hunt plan, we will have to come up with a piece of jewelry made of two identical blue crystals. This has long been clearly stated in the contract. Even if the Chen family has no power, they are just ordinary people, and if they go to the imperial court, we will all lose. β
As a staff member, of course, you know what to say and what not to say. Zhang Guowei just helped Lavohir to say what he wanted to say, and used this method to increase Lavoshir's thinking weight. This is actually Lavoshir's decision, the difference is only in the different mouths, the different times.
Despite his anger, Lavohir reluctantly kept his voice from sounding like a roar: "I can only buy the hedron back from the Dark Hunter Guild." Lao Tzu******...... That's what we are. The plan is formulated by us, the people are also found by us, and every step and every link is the specific implementation of our painstaking efforts. In the end, the benefits fell into their pockets. It's really hard to bear, it's really hard to bear. β
"If you can't bear it, you have to endure it."
Zhang Guowei showed a pretended relaxed smile: "We need that spar, that spar is not engraved with the name of our "Thunder" company, and it has not been notarized. In other words, whoever gets it now, it's theirs. The news sent by the Dark Hunters Guild was itself an indication of their attitude. Two pieces of azurite are only useful if they are put together, and one piece alone is not worth much. The final outcome of this matter is nothing more than that we pay for something, or they pay for another piece from us. β
Hearing this, Lavohir raised his head, controlled the green tendons that were constantly jumping on both sides of his head, and asked fiercely, "Sell it to them?" What should I do with the Chen family? β
"So, in this matter, we can't be sellers, we can only be buyers."
Zhang Guowei smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "Let's be mentally prepared!" The Dark Hunters' Guild's offer is certainly high, and it may even far exceed the profit we get. β
Lavohir raised an eyebrow and silently looked at his staff.
Of course, these words are true, and they are also persuasions to themselves.
It has long been written in the contract that if the goods cannot be delivered on time, compensation must be made at ten times the agreed price. This is something that Lavohir cannot accept in any way. Therefore, no matter whether the Dark Hunter Guild starts with 500,000, 600,000, or even higher prices, he can only grit his teeth and accept it.
It's the same as someone cutting your flesh with a knife, but you can't resist.
Lavohir had been silent for too long, more than ten minutes. Just when Zhang Guowei stood with his feet numb and wondered if his boss was asleep, he heard Lavohir's dull and gloomy voice.
"Find me the dark hunter who got the hedron. I need his name, and the most detailed information. β
Zhang Guowei was slightly stunned, and then shook his head to persuade the boss to dispel the idea of revenge: "It's useless." We can't move him. The Dark Hunter Guild must have protected him well. Especially in terms of force, we are not on the same level as them, and we do not have such a strong strength. What's more, even if we kill him, it will not do us any good, and it will only cause more trouble in vain. Those dark hunters are insane, and the military will only favor them. β
"Don't worry! I'm not stupid enough to kill people! β
Lavohir raised his head, his expression becoming more hideous than ever: "Give his information to the dark creatures." Those multiples belonged to the Haysom family. Spend a little more money and spread the word about that kid's exploits in the dark world. Isn't he very competent? Isn't he very smart? Doesn't he have the Dark Hunters Guild behind him? Then let him face the revenge of the dark world on his own. Hey, hey, hey! This kind of thing has nothing to do with us. We are just spar buyers, merchants...... Hahahaha! β
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The second stage of the world, the C-29 star field, is 1.7 million light-years away from the Red Dragon Planet.
Wang Qinian's will has been fully implemented here. The Imperial Academy of Sciences conducted a comprehensive analysis of the White Pyramid, and shortly after Su Hao left, the initial breakthrough in faster-than-light engine technology was made.
This is a very vast cosmic space, and it is also the site used as a planet transformation in Wang Qinian's plan.
According to the revised industrial plan, the Empire will allocate sixty percent of its resources from the immigrant planets to build new interstellar tugboats and large storage ships. The first batch of eleven tugboats with new engines will be commissioned in six months. Their role is to capture large pieces of meteorites from space and concentrate them in the C-29 space. Wang Qinian's planet recreation technology is derived from the White Pyramid. In layman's terms, it is to change the structure of the meteorite by means of an explosion, and then pressurize it with a high-power molecular clutch to make the internal structure of the planet firm, so as to meet the requirements of high density.
At the strong request of Tong Yanfeng and Qin Wuyi, the General Administration of Industry arranged another production plan for a heavy cruiser. The portals of the White Pyramid are so long apart that even though the Explorer 1 has not yet reached its destination, this mode of remote connection is also worth emulating. Wouldn't it be more exciting than only being able to send a few people to the third stage world at a time? With such a thought, Tong Yanfeng entered the coordinates of the shooter's 2220174635 in the central information database of the new warship, which is also where Su Hao is currently located.
Haig is no longer what he once was. It occupies more than half of the Red Dragon Planet. For now, Wang Qinian has forgotten about Su Hao, the night shadow, and the earth. In the eyes of the old fat man, Haig was the only one.
Wuzhou, still the same hotel.
The new passenger spacecraft is small and extremely nimble to pilot. According to Wang Qinian's order, the spacecraft landed directly in an open space more than 200 meters away from the hotel. It was originally a bustling and lively neighborhood, with high-rise buildings lined up one after another. Now, the remaining residents had become part of Haig's body, a dark red film of blood engulfing every building. All the organic matter in it is digested by Haig, and all the minerals in the steel, cement, rocks and sand are absorbed. In the end, all that remained was a pile of gray-white slag.
After all, Haig has lived on Earth for a while, and is also a high-profile member of the Red Dragon Empire, and although his understanding of art is biased, it also has a special aspect. Haige flattened these debris and turned Wuzhou City into a vast white land with hundreds of square kilometers as the core. All the slag is solidified, and it is hard and firm, even exceeding that of high-grade concrete. It is precisely because of this that Wang Qinian chose this place as the landing site of the spacecraft.
Dozens of researchers who followed them immediately began to get busy. They picked up samples of material from the ground, tested surface temperature and humidity, and various instruments were quickly set up to occupy a large area outside the hotel.
Wang Qinian walked directly into the second floor of the hotel and sat down opposite Haig.
Haig was still wearing the bright red sundress. The satin material is very smooth, and the skirt is still very short, just right to outline the perfect curves of the figure, but it doesn't let people see any key areas under the skirt.
Wang Qinian also just figured this out. The old fat man is not lustful, but his familiarity with women is unmatched. At first, he didn't understand why he couldn't even see Haig's boobs and ass. The red sundress seemed to grow, and it had a certain amount of wisdom that could constantly change the position of the obscuration as the focus of one's gaze followed. Wang Qinian quickly understood that it was not actually a skirt at all, but a part of Haig's body.
Thinking of this, Wang Qinian's thinking began to diverge and became more and more active.
He crouched down and touched the floor with his fingers, a slight warmth that didn't feel cold at all. Looking up, the ceiling has become quite soft, and from time to time you can see the surface of the slab wall bulging, or inexplicably recessed into a piece, and then it will return to normal.
Haig's face was beautiful, white and rosy, and his lips were as moist and shiny as if they had been smeared with lipstick. The eyelashes are of amazing length, especially the eyelids, which have an intoxicating deep purple color. For any woman, this condition can only occur after applying makeup.
"You can see you're in good shape. I just don't understand, where do you get such a good appetite? β
Wang Qinian stepped forward unceremoniously, grabbed Haig's head with both hands and pressed it down, and carefully touched it along his back and chest. Then, untie the backpack, take out the portable electron microscope and put it on. It was a new type of working instrument that resembled glasses, but only had a monocular focus. No matter how beautiful a woman is, in the eyes of the old fat man, it is just a protein combination of flesh and blood. Although the purpose is only to collect a number of jΓΉ for research, Wang Qinian's actions look like a combination of the most savage thug and **** madness. He has been grabbing and pinching back and forth on Haig's body unscrupulously, lifting his skirt from time to time, and suddenly putting his hand directly into it, armpits, buttocks, chest, mouth...... All in all, as long as Wang Qinian felt the need to carefully inspect the parts, he did not let them go.
Haig appears calm, which can also be explained by the fact that his reaction speed is noticeably too slow. To outsiders who don't know what's going on, this kind of scene looks like a madman with a sperm brain ravaging an inflatable doll that has no ability to resist. However, Haig knew that the fat dean had no malicious intentions, and Wang Qinian also knew very well that the torso that he was looking at and touching over and over again was actually only a part of Haig's body. In terms of overall proportions, not even a finger.
Less than two meters away, the flat floor suddenly began to bulge. Bigger and darker. The smooth floor was slowly pushed up by a terrifying force, as if the mushrooms had soaked up the moisture and received plenty of sunlight and temperature, and quickly rose from the dirt. It is about twenty centimeters in diameter and grows in a semi-solidified form that resembles viscose. The strange and inexplicable situation is like glue or paste spilling over on the surface of a stick-like hard object, and it is because of gravity that it keeps dripping down.