Steel steam and flame

The originally lively atmosphere on the fishing boat suddenly came to a standstill. Others seemed to be very familiar with this, and the changes in their expressions showed that this was not a good thing. Cassia didn't speak at the side and didn't let go of her ears. The imperial management agency would come looking for her at this time, and there would never be happy news.

I don’t know if she was infected at the military school. Cassia feels that she rarely has an optimistic view on anything now. Maybe in some underdeveloped areas, some things have not deteriorated, or in some prosperous areas, there will be things that make people happy. It was like this when I met the jewelry merchant in Gerun Oasis.

"I thought they would hide away this year if they didn't come before the New Year." A sailor said with helplessness.

"How is it possible? Every year, they use their fishing licenses to get some benefits. The captains of large and small fishing boats here are also used to it. After all, except for the New Year period, they basically don't do anything because of some small things at other times. Things are causing trouble. This is good enough. We also need to step up the transportation. At least until the captain comes back, our work here will be about the same." The voice of the deputy captain, he dragged the box full of fish until it was still there In front of the cold carriage, he said, "They are the only ones who are like this. Most of the other people are very good. The young man who came here before New Year to hand over next year's fishing license and fishing boat travel permit seems to be named Hubbard." Come on. Have you forgotten? That person is very good."

"I know, the captain dragged him to the boat for a meal of sea fish." Someone replied, "But Hubbard has been working in this area management for five years. What he was like before is what he is like now. . I don’t know how many more years we have to work before we can’t see him.”

Seeing that the others didn't want to reply for a while, the man quickly added: "Do you hope to see him? I very much hope that the person who will take over with us next year will be changed. At least this means that he is already moving upwards. No need to waste time and energy with us.”

A boatload of fish was gradually moved during these conversations, and only after several sailors had finished smoking a cigarette on the deck did Captain Raymond return with a dry smile.

"Captain, the price has increased again?"

Raymond wiped his face, not knowing whether he was laughing, embarrassed, or helpless: "It's a good thing. They said that if you want to apply for a travel permit for a larger fishing boat this year, there will be fishing in several other sea areas." With a fish license, you can pass at any time.”

"Yes, a travel permit for a bigger fishing boat." The vice-captain shook his head and smiled, "Last year they...well...they clearly knew that we spent a lot of money on this boat. Kung Fu. If you want to buy a bigger boat, it will be a few years later. As for the fishing passes in other sea areas..."

Before he finished speaking, the vice-captain and several sailors all laughed. It was like a chain reaction, and Raymond finally smiled too. They know which sea areas there are. They have been fishing for several years, and the general situation here has long been in their minds. The harvest gained from traveling in those sea areas will often be used to pay for the expenses.

This seemed to make more than thirty people feel better. A few people went over to start the refrigerated truck, while others walked along the road, where there was a parking lot where their own limousines were kept.

Those people hadn't left yet, and it seemed that they had just arrived at the peak time for fishing boats to return. Only a few nice-looking limo cars were left parked there, and all the people ran to call the captains.

Cassia walked at the end. People with cars in front went to the parking lot to drive, and the rest walked straight to the roadside not far away, waiting for them to come. According to these sailors, on the night after returning from the voyage, they would go to the nearest area to have a good meal. Passing by those cars, Cassia slowed down appropriately and quietly left the team. The people in front would definitely not notice.

When they came to the limousines, the windows were not closed. Cassia skillfully opened the front cover of the car. In the dim light, the layout of the steam pipes inside was clearly sorted out in just one or two glances. Relying only on his fingers, Cassia found the output pipeline, pressed the mark on it, and also disabled the safety valve. There is a high probability that there will be an accident while driving, maybe due to loss of control, or maybe a small steam explosion, but it has nothing to do with Cassia, and there is only so much he can do now. Of course, there is an easier way. Cassia thought for a while and finally gave up the idea. It only took a minute to do some small tricks on several limo cars. After doing this, Cassia followed the people in front, then got into a vehicle with a significantly larger load capacity and headed to the nearest area.

Everyone was very happy, and after an hour or two, they drunkenly went to a nearby cheap hotel to rest. Cassia took a shower there, went to the counter to borrow paper and pen, left some words of farewell, and left the hotel.

It is still quite far away from the nearest city, but it is not a problem at all under Cassia's footsteps. It was almost early in the morning when Cassia came to this unknown city, which was considered a well-developed place in the coastal area. During the journey, it could be seen from the lights on the high-rise buildings and the flow of vehicles on the road regardless of time.

"First we need some money." Cassia thought while standing on the side of a street wearing shoes whose soles had been worn out under heavy pressure. During the assessment, his identity card was left in the imperial station, and now he no longer needs that card. And the identity card "Moli Moya" is in Delya's hands. Even if we contact him now and ask him to send it, it will take more than ten days. Cassia herself is not prepared to follow the formal transportation process. There will definitely be a train station in the city, whether it is a high-speed train or a train transporting goods, they can all be his means of transportation. As long as you investigate the route in advance, there will be no problems in climbing up certain places at your own speed.

After walking around for a few times, Cassia asked about the gathering places of high-end pubs from passers-by and walked over. Surgeons generally do not lack necessary funds in their daily lives.

Not long after, in a relatively high-end limousine on the roadside, the driver in the driver's seat was lying on the steering wheel and passed out. In the back seat, a man's neck was held tightly by a hand and pressed against the back of the front seat. He wanted to resist, but the movement in his hands and the instant force coming from his neck made him give up this idea.

"Friend, there must be a misunderstanding between us." The man said, but the other person did not answer. With his free hand, he accurately found the pistol on his body and a bulging wallet. Then a huge force came from the back of his neck, and he passed out.

Seeing that there were a dozen holy coins of full value in the wallet, Cassia dismissed the possibility that the man did not bring cash, but just a few bank cards. And the money may not be a heartbreaking amount for the man in front of him. With his knowledge of steam power and machinery, the price of this limo was more than ten times the money he took. It should be someone from a certain noble family, Cassia thought, but it doesn't matter. During the entire process, the man and the driver had no chance to see his face.

After closing the car door, Cassia quickly disappeared into the light of street lights on every side of the street. After an hour or two, he had changed into new clothes and was eating food in a restaurant.

At eight o'clock the next day, Cassia walked to the National Library. After checking what he wanted there, he went to the edge of the city, where many industrial parks gathered. By evening, Cassia had boarded a train, got into the cargo box through the top window, and began her journey back to the tundra.