Chapter 312: Intelligence Exchange

Chapter 312 Intelligence Exchange
Old fathers concerned about their children’s daily lives want to see what their sons are doing at home.

The son propped up a stage at twelve thirty at night on the base of a frozen island to watch a dozen girls belly dance.

The old father’s mind was shaken.jpg.

Tirion was in a daze – frankly, his feelings of horror and the thoughts in his head were even greater than the other day when he heard that another “submarine number three” had popped up in the Frost neighborhood.

The famous pirate captain of the Cold Sea stiffened and moved to the side, even trying to block Duncan’s gaze in such a stupid way, only to see another ice-crystal-covered wall light up right next to him, and his father’s figure stepped right up to the other mirror and continued to look in the direction of the stage: “They’re not cold, are they?”

Tirian spoke subconsciously, “…… Cold, but can be carried by special alchemical potions ……”

“Tirian ah,” Duncan returned his gaze, looking at the ice sculpture like Tirian has completely stiffened down, “Do not be so nervous, you have long been an adult, what daily hobby is your freedom, only …… This hobby is still a bit out of my expectation. Does your sister know?”

“It’s not what you think!” Tirian couldn’t help but yell again – this time with more helplessness and even desperation compared to his previous voice, “And you mustn’t mention it to her, okay? If you ever contact her in the future ……”

“Oh, then it seems she doesn’t know,” Duncan nodded, “Indeed, it’s better not to let Lucrecia know about such things.”

Tirian: “What would you have me say to you before ……”

Duncan smiled.

Of course he could see the expression on Tirian’s face at the moment, and heard the other party’s shouting just now, he just felt funny – it was not a simple thing to see such a reaction from the first pirate leader of the cold and cold sea, and it would be a pity to miss the wonderful scene.

And the moment he saw the smile on Duncan’s face, Tirian understood.

The first thing he did was to be dismayed.

His father was playing a joke on himself, a somewhat nasty, yet long overdue one.

Immediately afterward, he collected his dismay and allowed his expression to quickly take on a serious look – as if his earlier outburst had never happened at all.

“If you’ve seen enough of the fun, let’s get down to business,” the great pirate sighed, rather helplessly, “I can’t believe you visited late at night just to play this kind of joke on me.”

“I’ve come across a ship,” Duncan also collected the expression on his face and got right to the point, “The Obsidian, does the name ring a bell with you?”

“The Obsidian?” Tirian first frowned, recalling the more famous ships currently on the various routes, and found nothing, but immediately afterward, the expression on his face changed slightly, “You mean the Obsidian? There is only one Obsidian ship that I know of, but it should have sunk ……”

As Duncan expected.

No one would know more about the ships on these cold waters than a pirate leader who had been entrenched in the northern region for half a century, and if it was a ship that had been sunk due to a shipwreck, it would be even more impressive in Tirion’s mind.

Because shipwrecks were seen as the greatest bad omen on the infinite sea, captains could care less about other ships, but they were bound to find out what the sunken ships were called, what cargo they had carried, what they had done, and where they had been.

“That’s it, the wreck that’s been sunk for six years,” Duncan nodded, “and it’s reappeared on the surface, having been completely transformed into something spooky – it’s littered with upturned and misshapen compartmentalized structures, possessed of living mud substance, and …… a seemingly inhuman ‘captain’.”

As Duncan’s words fell, Tirian’s eyes had slowly widened, and after a brief moment of contemplation, the great pirate’s face had filled with surprise and seriousness.

He didn’t question it, for he knew his father wouldn’t lie to himself at a time like this, about something like this – he wouldn’t do something so boring.

But even so, he still felt incredulous, because the development of things had completely exceeded his expectations.

“Does that sound familiar?” Duncan’s voice continued to ring out from the ice, as if wrapped in the chill of the cold sea, “Somewhat similar to what happened to ‘Submarine Three’, but much more serious; it was a replica returned from the depths, and it wasn’t just the occupants inside that were warped, but the vessel itself. You were involved in the Submarine program, so I’d like to hear your judgment.”

“My judgment ……” Tirian opened his mouth, but then realized something else, “Wait, where did you come across that ship?!”

He suddenly realized that the Obsidian sank near the Frost, and theoretically the “replica” should have surfaced around the Frost, so how did his father come across the ship?

Duncan in the ice showed a small smile.

“Are you in a high enough place?”

“High enough?” Tirian looked around, a bit unsure, “The terrain here is fine, the harbor as a whole is on high ground ……” “Is there an obstruction of vision to the southwest?”

“No.”

“Oh, you look in that direction, wait a moment.”

Tirian subconsciously looked to the southwest of the island – a gentle slope with gentle and slightly sloping terrain towards the sea, on which the main residential facilities of the harbor area were spread, which ended at the coast, and beyond which, for several kilometers, lay the thick fog and turbulence that surrounded the secret mother harbor.

There was a flash of something in the fog.

It was an eerie green firelight, rising and flickering like a ghost in the fog.

Tirian blinked.

It was another moment before he heard a distant, hazy, but by no means hallucinatory boom.

It was the ancient front-mounted smoothbore cannon firing.

“You’re in the Cold and Cold Sea ……” Tirian felt the muscles in his body tighten a little, a subtle but pervasive cold seemed to be gradually enveloping him, he hesitantly looked back at Duncan in the ice, “You …… found this place?”

“Not very easy to find, there’s fog and ice floes and cross currents all around your island, but thankfully the Spirit World is calm and there are safe shipping lanes,” Duncan smiled, “But don’t worry, I’m not going to sail the Lost Country directly next to your island, it would make your men nervous –The Lost Country will be hidden in the fog around you.”

Tirion thought about it for a moment, and suddenly it seemed even more creepy to his father with this last statement – it would be better to sail the Lost Country directly to the harbor!

But it was a sentence he didn’t dare say in the end.

Because he was worried that he would actually see the flagpole of the Lost Country standing over the harbor as soon as he opened his eyes the next day.

“Your expression is tense and frustrated,” Duncan’s voice snapped, “have I troubled you?”

“Ah no, that’s not what I meant!” Tirian spoke up in a panic, straightening his expression as he did so, “It’s just that things have been a bit sudden, and I’m not quite used to …… being around you.”

At this he paused, rushing to ask again before Duncan could speak again, “Why did you suddenly come to the Coldwatch Sea? It shouldn’t be just to come and give me a ‘surprise’, right?”

“Something happened,” Duncan nodded, “The sudden letter from the Frost from someone who should have been dead for many years caught my attention, and I saw the Obsidian ship soon after I came here, which confirmed my suspicions. suspicions, and now I suspect that the shadows left over from the Subterranean Abyss program back then are stirring beneath the Frost.”

Project Subterranean ……

The muscles in Tirian’s cheeks twitched uncontrollably, as many memories rose and fell in his mind – some half a century old, others more recent.

The news that his father had suddenly brought was like a sharp blade that cut through a curtain that had been only slightly lifted, and Tirian suddenly realized that what was happening was far from what he had thought.

Not just a “three submarine”, not just a dagger island, under the frosty deep sea …… not just the abyssal program is revived.

“I’m afraid that your suspicions are correct,” he opened his mouth and spoke with a complex expression, “Frost is really going wrong down there, and the Obsidian ship that you encountered is not an isolated case. …… Did you know that? It wasn’t that long ago that the Frost authorities salvaged something in the offshore area.”

The voice in the ice was silent for a few seconds, “By the look on your face, I think I guess what it was.”

“Yes, Submersible Three, the eighth replicant, which has now been sent to a deserted island near Frost called ‘Dagger Island’, which the authorities have set aside as a military exclusion zone to try and figure out the secrets of the replicants,” Tirian said, shaking his head, “And that’s not the only thing that’s been recovered. “And that’s not the only news; even more recently there have been rumors of the dead coming back to life within the Frost City-States, with rumors of the dead suddenly breaking free of their graves, and even people who have been dead and missing for years suddenly appearing on the city streets – but then there’s the diametrically opposite news that they’re just ordinary city-states inhabitants, nervous overstrained church guardsmen grabbing random passersby outside of curfew hours.”

Tirian shrugged.

“Dagger Island’s intelligence, because of the news blockade so it’s hard to poke around right now, Frost City State’s situation, I do have some eyes, according to the return of the eyes, in the city state recently there are indeed often strange occurrences, there are also unfamiliar faces coming in and out of the city, but to say that the dead are coming back to life …… I think it’s not not much credibility.”

(Book Push Time, from Starting Interstellar Rescue After Returning to Retirement by Hai Nabai Tritium – Qin Ling always thought he was an ordinary man who just wanted to live a life of laying down until he became the station chief of the Interstellar Rescue Station, and he had a premonition that his life was going to be exciting. (But there’s an immediate problem yet to be solved: why do you have to build your own spaceship?)

(End of chapter)



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