Roy held the steering wheel in his hands and looked at the half-open hatch next to him with anxiety in his eyes. The old captain had rushed out to argue with his compatriots some time ago.
Why haven't you come back in so long? Is there a conflict
At a table behind him, the first mate and the second mate, who also had white hair, were talking in low voices. The atmosphere in the cockpit was a bit depressing.
"Bang!" With a loud bang, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Captain Roger of the Narwhal walked in angrily.
"Old buddy, how did the discussion go? Did you convince those amateurs to turn on the AIS again?" asked the first mate on the ship.
"Do you think I look like I've made a deal? Humph! These guys actually said that this is his rule and we must abide by it. It's crazy."
"I've been driving a ship for so many years, and I've never heard of such a request. If I had known that these guys would actually do such a thing, I would not have agreed even if they offered me ten times the price!"
Although AIS was born in the 1990s, it has not been long since then, but in such a short period of time, its appearance has greatly reduced the accident rate and the rate of ships getting lost.
As long as you are a boat driver, basically no one would refuse this life-saving equipment, but Roger happened to meet one today.
"What should we do? Why not report it directly to the Coast Guard? It is mandatory for ships over 500 tons to install and turn on AIS."
Roger glared at the person who said that with sarcasm, "You want to report your employer. You are really smart to come up with such a good idea. The president should step down and let you take over."
"We have to find a way,"
Roger reached out and touched the shiny dashboard next to him, his eyes full of reluctance, "What else can we do? Let's drive like this for now. At most, we'll have to keep an eye on it a little more and work harder. I'll think of a way to see if I can convince them after a while."
At such an old age, Roger has seen through the world. His heart has been smoothed by the waves. Some of the things that happen at sea are not completely legal. Compared with other things, compared with shutting down AIS, this is simply a trivial problem.
The reason why he was so angry was not just this, but because he felt that the other party was challenging his authority in matters such as navigation.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at the clock on the wall, and then asked Roy who was at the helm: "It's already this time, why are you still on duty?"
"They have been here, but I think they are still in good condition, so I asked them to come back during their next shift to take over."
"What are you talking about! Are you trying to show off? I'm telling you, everything on the ship must be done according to the rules. The work and rest time of each helmsman must be stable, and you must never steer while tired!"
"Call right now and notify the person who is taking over to come over! If this happens to me again, I will directly deduct your salary!"
Roy, who had been fiddling with the steering wheel for a long time, was kicked out of the cabin. The helmsman controlled the fate of everyone on the ship. He liked the feeling of contributing to the Futan Church, which made him feel important.
Perhaps the more he gave to religion, the greater the possibility that his dead daughter would be resurrected.
Roy walked towards his residence along the long and narrow steel stairs, summarizing his shortcomings in his work.
The loading capacity of such a huge ocean liner is amazing, and it is enough to allocate a private room to each Futan believer. Roy soon came to his own small compartment of five square meters. Although it was not big, it was at least an independent space.
"Woooooooo~" The sound of the whistle resounded through the sky, and the Narwhal broke through the waves and slowly passed through. Now it had entered the deep sea.
Roy took a book about ocean sailing and sat on a chair fixed to the ground, reading it attentively.
This is the first mate's job knowledge point. He is not content to be just a small helmsman, he wants to contribute more.
Roy read with great concentration until late at night. When everyone except the one on night shift fell asleep, he finally turned to the last page of the book in his hand. There was a mirror stuck inside the page.
Roy's expression and demeanor in the mirror slowly began to change. The real him was back. After lurking for so long, he was finally going to take action.
The first time you join any organization is the most dangerous time, and you must not take any action at that time. Fortunately, I have been lurking for long enough, and now is the best time to take action.
He reached out and pulled off the small wooden statue that was glued to the table and put it directly into his pocket. Then Roy began to plan the route he wanted to take.
After a long time, the door opened and Roy walked out without changing his expression. He walked forward according to the route he had already planned in his mind.
He moved neither fast nor slow and seemed very calm. During the time he was lurking, he had already figured out Anna's residence and the movement routes of other night shift members, which was why he chose this time period to take action.
Without being noticed by anyone, Roy came to a grocery store. The three floors below this place were where Anna lived. This was the best place to use the controllable abnormal project in his hand.
Of course, in order to prevent himself from being discovered by unexpected events, Roy had already made second-hand preparations.
He opened the door of the cabinet, reached in and took out a bottle of wine that he had secretly hidden inside, caught a cup of brown liquid with the bottle cap, took a small sip, and a very comfortable expression appeared on his face.
Roy squinted his eyes as he drank one cup after another, his right hand reaching silently into his pocket.
"Let me think about it, what were the items in the original A2 spiritual training?"
Just when Roy focused all his attention on his hands, everything around him was instantly engulfed by darkness. At this moment, he seemed to have another perspective eye, clearly seeing the colorful fog in the darkness around him. Those were other people's dreams.
According to the plan that had been planned long ago, Roy accurately found Anna's dream and went straight into it.
When he came to his senses again, he found himself in an old cabin. The lights around him flickered, and there were rats crawling around under his feet from time to time.
"Where is this?" Roy asked subconsciously in his heart. According to common sense, everything in a dream should be something that its owner has experienced.
But the dim and shaky wall lamps and the extremely simple decoration style did not look like a modern ship.
(End of this chapter)