Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 72 Supplies Sivor

"Does not being able to fly mean I have no human rights?!" Su Ming complained inwardly.

He had to delve into camouflage and develop transformations like suitcases to solve the problem.

However, looking at the references to the 243 component configurations in the tutorial, Su Ming suddenly felt a phantom pain as if his head was about to explode.

What powerful figure did he offend to have the honor of embarking on this path of no return?

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Switching back to the present, Violet began arranging for the zombie horde to clean the ship's reception room.

"Is someone coming?" Su Ming asked.

Their return to the Central Ocean was solely to communicate with the Federation, request the latest information on the sea monster, and to inform the Federation that the investigation had officially begun.

Zijin also picked up the alchemical sponge and some odds and ends, and replenished some fresh vegetables.

“It’s Charles. He could send messages, but he insisted on coming,” Violet complained. “Doesn’t he get tired of riding his dragonhawk?”

After the Bone Fortress transformed into its three-body form, the magic channels needed to be rebuilt, the magic array needed to be inscribed, not to mention the large number of newly absorbed bird bones that needed to be refined. She was even busier than Su Ming was a few days ago, and didn't even have time to beat him up under the guise of training.

Su Ming would bring the food to her side several times and watch her eat it, almost to the point of feeding her.

But there was nothing she could do if guests came. She changed out of her work clothes, casually put on a dress, and tied her hair up in a bun. She shrunk the End Staff and used it as a hairpin.

From afar, Violet conducted a probe and confirmed that the approaching person was not very strong.

The dragon eagles landed quickly, three of them. The new flight deck was much larger, and Su Ming suspected that landing a giant dragon wouldn't be a problem.

"Have you changed forms?" Charles asked after the greeting.

"Just an upgrade," Su Ming replied. "What brings you here, Vice President?"

“Because you ran at a sustained speed of 24 knots in no wind,” Charles replied. “The old fogies in the Federation have been urging me to come and see.”

Su Ming reached out to stop the two guards following him. "Gentlemen, stop here. Tickets are required for entry."

Zijin glanced at it, "Another one of your colleagues?"

"Master-level, the engine oil is even marinated to perfection," Su Ming replied.

“We don’t smell of engine oil.” A guard, a middle-aged man, looked up at Su Ming. “What kind of tickets are you talking about?”

"Fight us," Su Ming replied, untying his long whip. "The kind that's a fight to the death. If you win, you can watch all you want!"

Charles sighed. "I'm very sorry, Lord Ainz Ooal Gown, Scholar Chestnut Owl." He walked back and stood in front of the two guards. "It was an elder in my family who was just curious."

"Do you need me to see you off?" Violet asked calmly.

“We’re leaving now.” Charles raised his hand. “Before we go, please allow me to express our apologies. The Little Coat will arrive tomorrow, bringing with it soundproofing cotton and other supplies that we’ve worked on overnight. The cost of this shipment will be waived.”

"In addition, as an apology, a supply will be delivered with the ship, but I'll keep the details a secret for now," Charles said, bowing.

"That's barely enough to show some sincerity. You're welcome to come again next time," Zijin said coldly.

The three dragon eagles took off again shortly after landing.

"Does it really smell like organic oil?" Violet sent a message to Su Ming in the wind as the flying beast took off.

"No, I was just bluffing," Su Ming replied. "Why else would they suddenly visit at this time?"

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The next day, after receiving supplies from the Little Coat, Su Ming directed the zombies to cover the engine room with porous cotton. When the engine was restarted, the noise level was significantly reduced.

“Shouldn’t the bedroom be moved to the forward cabin?” Violet suggested, “as far away from the engine room as possible.” “That’s right, I’ll move it below the bridge,” Su Ming replied. “But didn’t Charles say there was some kind of supply train?”

He had compiled the list, and it consisted entirely of ordinary supplies; the Little Coat was already unmooring.

As the two ships parted, a figure wrapped in a linen cloak suddenly leaped onto the deck of the White Triangle. Behind him, the Little Coat gradually disappeared into the distance.

"Little Violet!" The newcomer lifted his hood and greeted Violet.

He was a rather old male elf, with some gray in his golden hair, and he held a smooth wooden cane in his hand. Underneath his cloak was a neat scholar's robe, with a monocle clipped to his collar.

The girl leaped from the bridge, landing directly in front of the newcomer. Her eyes shone brightly, and her voice was louder than usual.

"Grandpa Siwo!"

Siwo held Zijin's shoulders and pushed her away a little. "It's been almost thirty years since we last met. Let me take a look."

Zijin knew what he was concerned about, so she took a step back, spread her arms, and let him look.

Siwo carefully examined the girl, even reaching out to pinch the new flesh that had grown on her cheeks. "You're not as thin as before, and your complexion is much better—have you resolved your physical issues?"

"Yes! I'm free from that problem now!"

Siwo was delighted to hear this, "That's good!"

Zi Jin beckoned Su Ming over, "Let me introduce you, this is my new controller, Su Ming. He's the one who helped me!"

Siwo looked at Su Ming with a rather unfriendly expression, gripping his cane tightly. The girl suddenly grabbed Siwo, stopping his next move, "Su Ming is different from the previous controllers. I gave him the bone mark on my own initiative."

Su Ming shivered; he felt that Xiwo's gaze towards him had become even more piercing.

“This is Siwo Rezer.” Zi Jin turned to Su Ming. “Siwo is not my biological grandfather, but he raised me. I was inspired by him to become a scholar.”

“Grandpa Xiwo?” Su Ming asked, hesitating about how to address him.

"Just call me Siwo." The old elf was a little hurt by Violet's grip, so he could only nod slightly. "Thank you for taking care of Little Violet."

"It was she who saved me time and time again."

“Let’s go to the cockpit,” Violet said. “We should get going. With Grandpa Siwo here, dealing with the sea monster will be much easier. Don’t let his forest spirit appearance fool you; he’s an expert on the ocean!”

“I can’t help you on land, but once we’re at sea, my old bones will definitely come in handy,” Siwo said as he walked.

“It’s all because of you.” Zi Jin’s mood became low. “Grandpa Xiwo, I’ve gotten myself into trouble with a very troublesome enemy. The Dragon Clan won’t bother you, but it’s hard to say about the Star Empire and other forces.”

“Don’t worry about that, I came here honorably,” Siwo said. “The Federation appointed me as an observer and technical advisor. As a marine explorer, it was only natural that I was sent to the ship with the best chance of fighting the sea monster.”

The three of them went to the wheelhouse, and Su Ming directed the two skeletons to start the ship.

According to information provided by the Federation, the sea monster attacked another research vessel the day before yesterday. Su Ming turned on the radar, corrected the current position, and headed towards the area where the incident occurred.

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