"At the same time, the space inside Shadow Border is much larger than I thought."
"Not only everyone can get a relatively large independent room, there are some vacant rooms and many places to operate."
On the way to the control room, Fujimaru Rika rubbed Fufu's head in her arms while watching around.
"It was the technology that Miss Lawrence and Leonardo da Vinci studied together."
Mathus explained.
"Ms. Lawrence borrowed from Mr. Manrio's space folding technology I had seen before, and combined with Da Vinci's space distortion technology, to achieve such a large space that can move freely."
Judging from the shell, Shadow Border is only about the size of a small villa, and is even smaller, but the internal space in the world is more than twice the outside looks, and it is completely free to move.
"Now everyone can stay safe, thanks to this technology."
Mathus smiled quite reassuringly.
"In addition to everyone, the new Director Goldruv Mujik now lives in the captain's room, Laufenci has a residence in the sealed compartment on the computer room, and Mr. Holmes lives in the workshop."
"Well, then let's go to the control room now. The new director, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, and Laufinch's relatives should be there, right?"
"Well, let's hurry up - it's actually right in front of you... Wait, this sound?"
As soon as the door of the operation room was opened, the two girls heard a quarrel.
"Hey! Isn't it time to float up yet?"
A strong dissatisfaction could be heard in Goldruv Mujik's voice.
"I have already left the security circle now. What should I do if an unexpected situation occurs! You crappy detective!"
"What exactly does the so-called [safety circle] mean depends on the definition. It is impossible to easily float up now."
Sherlock Holmes looked at Goldruf Mujik with a serious look.
"Do you mean that we are safe if we don't encounter enemies in this imaginary space? No! I want to tell you No!"
"We don't think about the enemy's affairs in the imaginary space, because there is no enemy in the imaginary space! On the contrary, if we float up, we may encounter new enemies!"
"Or it's more trouble now than this superficial danger!"
"......What?"
Goldruf's face turned a little blue.
What does it mean to have bigger troubles?
Isn’t it the biggest trouble for those enemies you are chasing?
Sherlock Holmes sighed and sat back on his chair.
"You always want me to float up, but the problem we are facing now is not 'when will it go up' at all."
"But it's 'how to float'."
"...What do you mean?"
"You mean we can't even float up?"
Goldruf's expression was already filled with despair.
So what is the waiting for this week?
"——How can you, how could you say something so terrible!?"
He almost fell on his chair, trembling all over.
"Oh, Gilelet, Lixiang, you are here."
Holmes looked at Fujimaru Rika and Mathue who were standing at the door and did not come in immediately, and smiled and said hello, but he couldn't see the expression he had when the quarrel was before.
He always likes to stay calm - or it is a characteristic that a detective should maintain.
"The two seem to get along very well. Have they both had breakfast?"
Walking behind Sherlock Holmes, there was a smile on Fujimaru Rika's face.
This is almost becoming the iconic expression of Xiang.
Perhaps she is aware that she is actually the central figure on the ship...at least from a spiritual perspective, the powerful strength her mental outlook brings to others...so she always maintains such an expression.
She knew exactly what she was doing.
"Oh, oh... I've eaten it, I've eaten French toast and black tea with milk. What's wrong?"
Goldroof nodded, and for now he broke free from the despair just now.
Munier, who was working in the operating room, rolled his eyes.
"Really, I know that I can only take advantage of these delicious reserve grains. Which onion do you think you are?"
He has been listening to Sherlock Holmes and Goldruf quarrels since the beginning, and his ears are almost in a bad mood now.
"Ahemhem—"
Goldruf Mujik let out a somewhat awkward cough.
In fact, he knew about the attitude of the crew on the ship towards him... But as the current director of this organization, he still had to maintain the reserve he deserved.
"The quality of food will affect the mental state. I think what Mr. Goldruf did is right."
Sherlock Holmes stood on Goldroof this time and shook the pipe in his hand.
But the reason...
"After all, people who don't have much patience should keep eating and drinking in their daily lives."
"If using a cup of black tea with milk can prevent the possibility of disturbing harmony, it's simply the most cost-effective deal, right? Mr. Munier?"
Munir nodded deeply.
"If that's the case, it makes a lot of sense."
"After all, even the guy who has the least patience is patient..."
As he said that, he rolled his eyes again.
In the submarine, everyone except Goldruv Mujik, even Fufu has experienced the difficulties of the period of human burning. It is definitely an outstanding existence for patience. Even people like Seresera Elron who are somewhat fragile can maintain corresponding passion and devote themselves to their new work. In contrast, Goldruv Mujik, who is usually pampered, can endure it until today before it erupts...
In some ways, it can indeed be regarded as an amazing achievement.
"Okay OK OK OK OK! Don't discuss my issues anymore, go back to the previous topic!"
Gritting his teeth, Goldruf Mujik glared at Munier and looked at Sherlock Holmes again.
"You just said that we don't want to float up, but we can't float up?"
"What is the situation? Can you explain it clearly? I have specially appointed you as the management consultant of New Chalde! You can't even tell me something of this level!"
"Let's make it clear!"
Although it is a bit suspicious of making jokes - at least, the new director seems to be concerned about the safety of this submarine.
Chapter completed!