Chapter 711: Stealth Suit
In the small assault boat, Shangluo and Fare sat in the middle of the boat, and Marcus sat in the bow.
Driving on the shallow pool of liquid, Shang Luo also realized what Marcus meant by "no weight" - he was wearing a heavy diving suit like a spacesuit, but the bow of the ship was not pressed down much, and it seemed to be just the weight of a normal person.
"32 grams." Marcus said, "This is the weight of my soul. It wasn't long ago that I found out that it was only that little bit of weight. Thankfully, my soul is still heavy, which means that my soul is closer to the perfection of 42 grams. Many people who cut off their souls in exchange for power, they will find that their souls may be less than 10 grams. β
"What's it like to be in there?" Faetong asked.
"The one who speaks. Is it Faethon-sama? I knew the voice, but I didn't see the familiar light. β
"It's me."
"As much as I would love to say 'everything is fine,' all I can say is that it feels 'very bad.' It's like looking up at the surface of the water from the bottom of the water, everything in the outside world is distorted and refracted, from sound to sight. While you can see the whole me inside this helmet, on the other hand, the inside and outside are blurry. Occasionally, you can see the Great Cold Desert, the thing that philosophically calls the real world. But it will soon be forgotten, because it is not understood by the human senses, like the dew on the lotus leaf. β
"Ah," said Phaethon, clutching his forehead, "has it always been like this?" You've always had to feel this kind of world? β
"Not really. In the lighthouse's [Lamp Field], you can overwrite the rules of the outside world by incinerating phlogiston. Around Alexandria's Great Lighthouse, the Burning Field of Cybernea offers the most complete reality, and the weight we have lost will be replenished - and even there can be more real than the real thing. The submarine is equipped with a high-strength Vulcan core, which is also relatively comfortable. But this is different from the outside, so it is necessary to use such a heavy diving suit to maintain the seal inside the ship. β
"There will be a problem with the intensity of the battle like this," Phaethon shook his head, "How can you fight in such a heavy diving suit?" β
"Actually, it can be like that." He reached out and groped for his chest, and flipped a switchβa golden light suddenly lit up inside his helmet, and the light danced inside his helmet, and Marcus's eyes suddenly became vibrant. Then the bow of the ship sank violently.
He hurriedly turned off the lights, and the bow of the ship was stable again.
"That's it. In fact, there is also a [lamp] in it, which can recover its weight when it is turned on, and it can also resume interaction with the outside world at the same time - to some extent, it can be regarded as a barely physical recovery. However, the dinghy is not big enough. Second, I have now developed the habit of saving phlogiston. Although it can be replenished when it is floating, it always feels unsafe when it is floating. And after regaining the perception of the outside world, the use of some sophisticated equipment is not a problem. β
"That's good. But is there one that is a little more flexible? β
"Yes. We also have combat suits, which are the lightweight phlogiston stealth suits. β
"Ahh Shang Luo suddenly remembered, he put his hand into his arms and took out a transparent mask, "Is this the case?" β
"That's itβhow come you have one, King of Rome?"
"This is what your people gave me when I went to break the golden branch before, when I used it to go to the lamp field of Lake Nemi."
"That's it, yes. We can still go out in this special light stealth suit, but we have to wear a [lantern], a portable lantern field, and the shape is indeed a lantern. It can be carried in the hand or worn on the waist, and it looks like a night watchman. The fabric of that stealth suit is special, how do you feel about the Roman king? β
"Seems warm?" Shang Luo recalled, and it seemed that this was indeed the feeling at that time.
"In addition to keeping warm, it also blocks the escape of phlogistin. Yours is an environmental pressure wetsuit, and mine is a pressure-resistant wetsuit. That's how we're back in the sun now. β
γTrouble. But it barely works. γ
"This voice is Lord Apollonia!"
[Well, I'm speaking in a voice that you can hear too.] γ
"Where are you?"
[Next to you, also on the boat behind you.] There is a set of alchemists in the back. γ
"Alchemist? You don't need to bring alchemists with you, there are also several sets of alchemists on board, which are indirect operating equipment that we use when it is inconvenient to be directly exposed. If you need to use them, you can use these on the boat. β
[No, you don't. I only use my own. γ
"Okay." He didn't continue to persuade, "Lord Apollonia, you should have your own considerations. β
However, he is the only one who does not understand. Faetong whispered in Shang Luo's ear, "She's sprouting a sense of self."
"Well, not a bad thing." Shang Luo looked at the dinghy behind him, "People always have to grow up." People will always grow up. β
[This is the first sentence you have heard in a few days.] But don't think it's so easy to reconcile with me. γ
"Yes."
[Huh? Usually you will say 'yes yes yes' and then perfunctory me with a few words such as 'Apollonia is right', why don't you perfunctory me? γ
"Because I don't think of you as a child now."
γ. She was silent for a while, [This is what I heard in the second sentence. I appreciate your respect for my freedom as an adult 'self-choice'. Give you a little red flower and say a little more. γ
"Do you want to decide for yourself what flavor of your baby's shake to drink tonight?"
γBlack beans!γ Big black beans! I'm angry! With that, she hung up.
Sitting in the bow of the boat, Marcus inexplicably sensed a fluctuation - the current state is not all bad. Although the interaction with the sunlight world has weakened, the perception of the underwater world has become more acute. Although he couldn't hear the specific information, he vaguely sensed a wave of anger.
"A few, a few, and in a moment, please come into the boat one by one." He digressed the subject, "Because the airlock in the conning tower is too small. Although phlogiston can be supplemented when it floats, it does not need to be too economical. But because the space is not large enough, please go down one by one. β
What about my alchemist? γ
"That can go through the cargo airlock."
[Nope.] γ
"Ah, I see!" Marcus understood immediately, "I'm going to move you in from the personnel airlock." β
[Very good, your little saffron has fallen, continue to keep it.] γ
(End of chapter)