After the meeting with Fica, Rankopel rushed to Kelsey's office to discuss the operation of the steel radish mine.

The continued benefits of a medium-sized mine that are running smoothly are something that Rhode Island simply cannot ignore, and now that Rhode Island has one more Chernoberg, the economy has become much more stressful.

Kelsey immediately acceded to Rankopel's request, and immediately made the matter a priority for Rhode Island, and at all times, a steady flow of funds is the top priority for any organization's survival.

Under Kelch's arrangement, a group of Rhodes Island members will be directly transported by the only high-speed ship in the city-state of Chernoberg, as well as Rankopel and Fika.

At that time, the high-speed ship arrived in the territory of Rembito, and Rhode Island, as an alien organization, must be registered, which took time, but Rankopel was different from Fica.

Fika is a native of Rembito, the youngest owner of the Steel Radish Mine, while Rankopel is strong enough to bypass inspections in other ways, while the Rhode Island people follow the rules.

Rankopel and Fika would first ride a wasteland motorcycle to the Iron Radish Mine, and Rhode Island operators would come after the inspection to set up trade and offices there.

“...... Rankopel, a medium-sized mine, generates staggering profits if you don't take into account personnel costs or use high-pressure operations, and this time you are likely to run into trouble. Kelsey

specifically advised Rankopel before leaving:

"Please be careful, Rhode Island should not attract more attention now."

Rankopel naturally replied

, "I see,

Kelsey."

The personnel Rankopel brought this time are mainly himself and Fica, as well as some members of Rhode Island.

The iron guards under their command all let them stay in Chernoberg to continue building, after all... Many of them don't even know a word and don't even speak the local language when they go to Rembito.

"You'll have to get a wasteland motorcycle first."

Rankopel had to solve the problem of vehicles shuttling through Rembito first, and according to Kelsey, Workshop 302 in the vehicle workshop on the second floor of Rhode Island had what he wanted.

Rankopel

quickly walked through the map that Rhode Island had pasted on the wall, and soon arrived in workshop 302, just standing in the doorway, he could hear the sound of electric welding or tapping inside.

"Hello... Excuse me. Rankopel

knocked on the door and opened it almost instantly—presumably not because of Rankopel's knock, but because the man inside the door was about to come out.

"Ah, you are Mr. Rankopel, Dr. Kelsey and I have said hello."

The Rhode Island operator who opened the door immediately recognized Rankopel and said to him.

"Yes, I need to get a wasteland motorcycle here to use as a vehicle to travel on Rembiton."

Rankopel nodded and replied.

"Oh, then you really have the right person, introduce yourself, my name is Marcel, I am the workshop engineer and deputy head of the maintenance department here."

The Rhode Island engineering operator named Marcel said:

"I used to run business at Rembiton, and then there were frequent natural disasters, and it was difficult to make money, so I was scared every day, so I came to Rhode Island to find a stable maintenance job."

As he spoke, he welcomed Rankopel in, and kept preaching:

"You see, this is the old guy who used to run business with me, and now he has modified it, these are very practical things, ordinary people can't figure these out."

Rankopel took him on a guided tour of the interior of his workshop, where a wasteland crawler was lying quietly, and it could be seen that it had undergone a lot of modifications.

And it should be that the original owner cherished it, the appearance of this car is very beautiful, the whole is bright silver, and the sides are equipped with new carbon fiber breaking wings.

The surface of the vehicle is painted with electroplating and paint on its model:

[Hayabusa 27 (Grandturbo)]

Its shape is indeed wild, but a delicate improvement can be seen in the interior and details.

"This car ... It's really good..."

Rankopel looked at the wasteland motorcycle and said in a serious tone.

"That's not it..."

Marcel raised his head proudly and said

, "This thing was my old treasure at the time, all the stacked materials were of the best quality, and the best cost-effective model was selected,

you would never guess the engine of this car!"

"Don't scare you by saying it! This engine is a special supply of one of Columbi's advanced technology companies! I bought it through a hidden channel, and this thing was unloaded... It can even be used directly as a small source stone generator.

"This thing was originally installed on the only few models of supercars in Columbi, and there are really few off-road vehicles, especially wasteland crawlers, who dare to use it, or can afford to use this thing."

"You have to be leisurely when you step on the accelerator, otherwise you will accidentally hit the wall, if you usually drive, you can use the restriction mode, but if you escape the natural disaster..."

But you have to make sure that there are no obstacles ahead, and you have to have experience in adapting to the rush of blood rushing, ah, but you shouldn't worry. Rankopel

nodded and said

, "Okay, Marcel,

how much is this car?"

I decided that I wanted to get this nice car, and when the time came, I left, and I could also give it to Fika.

Although his current economy is not rich, but if he wants to do things well, he must first sharpen his tools, which is just needed, or he must buy it.

"You laughed, I didn't sell this thing for a mountain of gold that I gave me a few years ago, but now I give it to you..."

Marcel waved his hand and said to Rankopel.

"Why?"

This surprised Rankopel.

"You may not remember, but you saved Mr. Scout, as well as a series of Rhode Island office officers... There's my own brother there. "

“...... He said at the time that you and your team were holding the underground train in Rhode Island until it started, otherwise we wouldn't be alive.

Marcel said gratefully:

"This car is indeed precious, but it is not worth mentioning compared to my brother's life."

Rankopel said:

"I don't like people either, if you really like this car, you can lend it to me temporarily, and I can borrow it again if I need it later."

Marcel laughed loudly and said,

"Haha! No need, in a Yanguo dialect, a gentleman is difficult to chase after a horse, this car belongs to you, my brother and I are now old and can't run. "

Instead of rotting here as an exhibit, this car should be left to those who really need it."

Hearing this, Rankopel stopped being pretentious, solemnly thanked Marcel and accepted the wasteland crawler.

"This car ... Does anyone else open it besides you? Rankopel

said to Marcel as he circled around the car.

"Don't worry, I'll let my friend accompany you when the time comes, he knows this thing better than me... Shhh The kid even worked as a racer at Victory's underground speedway and won prizes.

Marcel pouted, his tone a little unsure whether it was envy or what.

"Well, thank you so much."

Rankopel said to Marcel.

......

The problem with vehicles has been solved, and now it's a matter of identity.

Rankopel's race is the Sakaz Blood Demon, a Blood Demon who came to Rembito, and if it is recognized, it is likely to cause unnecessary trouble and even panic.

So Rankopel also specially received a hat from Rhode Island, which also came with ear protectors to block his hair and Sakaz's characteristic pointed ears.

After all, the blood demon did not belong to the kind of race that rotten street in this land.

Wearing a hat won't let people know if you have animal ears (some hats specifically leave holes for the ears, some don't), and not having pointed ears is better to confuse race.

With your crimson eyes and relatively fair face, the other party will not judge you as a blood demon in the first place, but the unique bloody aura of the blood demon on your body needs to be covered.

"Ah, hello, brother Rankopel, I heard Dr. Kelsey say, you are going to Rem Bituo, aren't you?"

At this moment, around the corner, Scout walked towards Rankopel, and he was about to meet his office, but here he accidentally saw Rankopel.

"Hmm... Yes, Scout, my race is somewhat sensitive, so disguise is needed.

Rankopel said to Scout.

"Ah, I see it."

Scout knew his purpose as soon as he saw the hat on Rankopel's head, thought for a while, and said:

"If you go to Rembito, it is best to disguise yourself as a Carters, you give me this helmet, I will help you improve it, it is just a small craft, and there is no need to trouble mechanist."

Scout took Rankopel's Rhode Island hat and went into his office, hearing something inside, and about a minute later, Scout came out.

"Okay, brother Rankopel, you try."

The hat in his hand has changed greatly, the top of the hat is folded and deformed, two dark brown imitation rabbit ears emerge from it, and even he feels the tips of his ears jumping.

"Ahhh... Thanks, Scout. Rankopel

took it and squeezed it with his hand, even with a strange feeling of soft bone filling, with a little warmth.

"This won't be true..."

he looked at Scout, and Scout immediately replied:

"Don't worry, the inside is filled with solid silicone with temperature change function, and the outside is only some artificial leather and imitation fibers, but our craftsmanship is good, it looks like the real thing."

Rankopel nodded, Rhode Island would not be mad to this extent, but the craft was indeed good.

At this point, a so-called "Carters Youth" was freshly baked.

As long as Rankopel doesn't let his hat appear damaged or take it off, then as long as Rankopel says that he is Caters, the other party will basically believe it.

"I wish you a smooth journey, brothers Rankopel."

Scout said to Rankopel.

"Thank you, and so do you."

Rankopel immediately replied with a smile.

......

After thanking and saying goodbye to Scout, Rankopel began to prepare supplies.

The supplies were simple, and after Rankopel reported the number of people going to Rembiton, Fika made a list with some Rhode Island statistics and resource allocation officers.

Including a large number of high-calorie food, fresh water, protective clothing, summer relief supplies, conventional medicines in Dalian... These were left to the Rhode Island procurement officers.

There was even a Rhode Island operator who looked at Rankopel from time to time while making the list, afraid that he would say something like "please give me a little fresh human blood" in the next second.

But Rankopel never said that, and now he was able to restrain his bloodthirsty desires well, but when fighting... But that's another story.

Finally, everyone worked together until the sun fell to the end of the horizon, and Rankopel and the Rhode Island people packed a series of bags for Rembito and got ready to go.

He is about to travel to the special Kats race, a wilderness country with developed mining.

Rem Billiton.

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