Abyssal Wanderer

Chapter 63 NO.003f: Scavengers and Lack of Money

"In other words, you fell to the lower level with that monster."

"Um."

"Then, do you think of a way to get rid of that monster?"

"To be precise, it was the other party who drove me around."

"It's not much different... Then you met an existence that gave people the impression of a 'black dog', and it instantly disassembled that monster into parts? Do you feel that existence has been following you since then?"

"Is such that."

"Is it still there?"

"After it destroys all the monsters chasing you, it's gone."

"Okay... so you picked up the suspended Frisbee that exploded from that opponent, and just flew up like that?"

"That's about it."

Jiang Zhou nodded solemnly and answered.

After returning to depth 2 and saving Qian Xia Ying at the very moment, Jiang Zhou selectively described what happened in the deeper abyss earlier.

Of course, he omitted those details about Hecate during the period. He only said that there was something passing by, and he killed the liquid metal humanoid monster with a snap of his fingers. And I just happened to pick up the leak, so I was lucky enough to return here.

After all, the existence named Hecate claims to be the second ancient, and God knows what will be involved. In any case, it would be safer for fewer people to know about her - both to themselves and to others.

"You boy...you are so lucky."

After listening to Jiang Zhou's description and making a staged summary, Qianxia Ying was dumbfounded for a long time, and finally had to sigh.

Falling into the abyss of the rift but not crazy, just happened to meet an existence that is not too malicious to humans, but will strike hard at other AIs that break into it-although it does not mean that there is no such AI, but the probability of encountering it is about the same as Winning the lottery makes no difference.

And these things happened at the same time, which can no longer be described as luck.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a miracle.

Qian Xiaying sighed, and then looked at Jiang Zhou very vigilantly:

"Wait a minute, do you remember how deep you fell?"

In response, Jiang Zhou shrugged and replied:

"I'm not very clear either, probably the degree to which the laws of physics have just begun to appear abnormal?"

Jiang Zhou knew that his mental index was very abnormal. In order to expose his specialness as little as possible, he chose to describe things in a less outrageous direction.

But even so...

"In that case, it probably fell to a depth of 4, and it's not impossible to fall at a depth of 5... But how can you not be crazy if you fall like this without any protective measures?"

Qian Xiaying had a look of disbelief.

"That disappoints you."

Jiang Zhou was helpless.

The opponent punched Jiang Zhou on the shoulder with a "bang".

"What the hell... I'm so fucking surprised!"

Qian Xiaying couldn't help laughing.

Without corresponding adaptive training, and without using stabilizers, he was directly exposed to the depth of the low light zone. And after climbing up, it was as if nothing happened, not even a little bit of mania, irritability and depression... This talent of mental toughness can only be described as horror.

In time, after he has adjusted to a certain level, he might not have any problems diving to depths 6 and 7... Maybe he really has the potential to break through to depth 7.

If it weren't for the fact that they are all locked up in the prison of Tartaros right now, Qian Xiaying would probably keep chanting "I got rich, I found a treasure", which could easily be mistaken for the speech of a human trafficker.

And thinking of this, she immediately straightened her face:

"One thing must be said, if we can safely return to the base reality, you should not even say a word to those company dogs about what happened before.

"Otherwise, my life will not be guaranteed."

In fact, half of what Qian Xiaying said was a lie,

If Theseus really told the company about his experience, he would have a high probability of going straight to the top—from a consumable who was forced to go to the abyss and dark net to mine, he transformed into a senior field employee of the company, and lived a real life. People live on top of others.

A native who has the potential to touch the limit of the mind, the company can't overdo it.

Of course, it would be true to say that such people rarely end well.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhou naturally understood what the other party was worried about.

It's just that the other party's worries are completely unnecessary-he hopes more than anyone that he will not be noticed by the company; and he has more reasons than anyone else to completely wipe out the old club that once took everything away from him. fall.

In a sense, all people or organizations dissatisfied with the "Olympus order" in this era are their natural allies.

However, he couldn't say this directly to Qian Xiaying.

"Don't worry."

In the end, Jiang Zhou had no choice but to comfort him like this:

"Every man is not guilty, but I still understand the reason why he is guilty. Besides, I am also a member of the Icarus Liberation Front, am I not?"

At this time, he can only play the emotional card.

Speaking of which, seeing the atmosphere coming, Jiang Zhou quickly changed the subject without giving the other party a chance to think:

"this thing……"

He said and pointed to the Frisbee floating beside him.

"This thing can take us all to the other side of the rift, let's hurry back to the rally point now."

…………

The two huddled on the Frisbee and quickly moved away from this place, leaving only the remains of the monster torn apart by the unknown "black dog"... and several data balls floating on it.

Since they are determined to get to the bottom of the fish, there is no need for them to bring these things with them and go back to pay tribute to the company.

However, shortly after the two left, Liao Qi, who had been hiding by the side, came out from the shadows and picked up the data balls one by one.

"There is no need to waste good things here."

He said so.

…………

Booker, who came back from the organization's high-level meeting, felt that he was the first and the second big.

There are just too many things to do...

Repair the printed blueprint of the geothermal power station on the seventh floor of the Nord resettlement area, evacuate the settled residents at the site of the power station and find new residences for them, prepare the massive materials and energy needed for the construction of the power station, as well as Security at power stations...

So many things, but they only have two months to complete.

Even if calculated in the most optimistic way, even in the heyday of the organization before the attack, this is a major project that will take at least half a year.

In just two months, in his opinion, it is extremely difficult to restore the Icarus Liberation Front to the level before the attack.

Although according to Perse Fanny, she will send a working group to assist them in completing the project. But this means that the Pluto Deep Diving Company; no matter what faction it is; has a deeply bound relationship with the Icarus Liberation Front.

To say that deep binding is too much overestimates the organization, and to put it another way - it becomes a puppet on a string.

Therefore, cooperation also has a bottom line.

Even if the Pluto Deep Dive Company did not enter, restarting the geothermal power station and breaking the energy monopoly of the Fusion Bureau would be a great achievement for the bottom of the Nord resettlement area.

This is also the key to Booker finally persuading the organization to pass this resolution.

In other words, the control of the geothermal power station must be firmly in the hands of Icarus.

Therefore, not only can the organization not accept the project of restarting the power station, and let Fanny Studio take over, they can't even rely too much on them to provide materials and energy.

The meaning of not relying on, or the most direct meaning is - the rest of the money has to be paid by oneself.

So, it went around and around, and eventually everything turned around again about money.

To rebuild a geothermal power plant, even under the premise of having a universal printer, only need to pay the theoretically required materials and energy costs, compressing the cost to the extreme, and the funds required are not affordable by the current organization .

Booker was calculating along the way.

The organization can accept 30% of the budget from Pluto Deep Dive, in order to obtain a 30% stake in the power plant.

As for the restart of the geothermal power station, the government of the resettlement area is also interested in getting involved. They have already contacted them through their agent on the negative floor.

Booker will go to the Dark Blue Bar later to discuss this matter.

But in any case, ensuring that the organization holds 51% is the absolute bottom line.

But the problem is... no money.

If you do the math, organizations that suffered a major blow not so long ago are now struggling to get together the money to buy 5.1% of their materials and energy.

Not to mention the money needed to upgrade the security later.

At the previous meeting, there was even a smart suggestion, whether to add advertisements to their World Wide Web channel "Nord Voice of Justice", and open a reward and donation channel.

It almost made some veteran members of the organization spit blood out of anger.

Open a reward channel for the live broadcast of the court trial, what do you want to do?

Then why don't you open a market in advance and play a dead man's lottery?

This way the money comes in faster.

However, Booker finally found out sadly that even if they really did this without losing their old face, the money would still not be enough.

At the end of the meeting, apart from a unanimous decision to completely eradicate the "lobotanists" and confiscate their property, no new ways to get money were discussed.

On the contrary, there are a few more places to spend money...

With a long sigh, he pushed open the door, just in time for Booker to see Liao Qi getting up from the recliner and tearing the data cable from his occipital bone.

"What's the matter, dejected?"

Seeing him coming in, the other party asked curiously.

"nothing……"

said Booker.

After all, it's useless to tell him about money-related matters right now.

Rather, with such a strong talent, the other party needs a lot of resources to exert its due ability.

The punk-haired young man in front of him is actually the part that needs to burn a lot of money.

"Then what's the matter here?"

Liao Qi, who jumped off the recliner, continued to ask.

"I'm here to tell you some good news. The last adjustment permission needed by Depth 2 Icarus, the Talos-type power skeleton, has been found by the intelligence team on the black market."

Booker tried to make himself smile and say that, but it didn't work.

After all, the price tag is too damn expensive.

But I had to buy it. After all, now is the time when the organization is seriously lacking in combat effectiveness, and Liao Qi's ability and loyalty are guaranteed enough.

But that price...

Why don't those abyss wanderers go grab it?

A Depth 2 adjustment authority is so expensive to buy, is that how deep diving salvages technological blueprints to make money?

Hearing this sentence, the pair immediately became energetic.

"Really? Then I can be promoted right away..."

Liao Qi said excitedly.

"no."

Booker shook his head and said:

"You have just completed the adjustment of Depth 1 not long ago, and your mental index is still unstable for the time being. At least you need to continue to observe for three months before you can advance to Depth 2..."

The excited expression on Liao Qi's face was immediately replaced by disappointment.

"It was originally supposed to be like this according to the rules and regulations."

Booker continued:

"But because now is the critical period when the organization is short of people, and Bai Dong also said that your mental index is very stable. After the organization decided, your observation period was finally shortened to one week."