Opening his eyes, Gu Tie found himself lying on his back on the ground with a dirty steel ceiling above his head. The clock on the wall pointed to ten o'clock in the morning. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, feeling pain all over his body. After logging into the game yesterday, he realized that The sensory signals were reduced to a minimum, and he actually fell off the narrow bed at some point. It seemed that the ship encountered a big wave in the middle of the night and the hull tilted. Although the "world" clock has the same time scale as the real world, due to the "Genesis" "With constant adjustments to the game engine, the "world" time is not synchronized with Greenwich Mean Time. After lunch in the game, it is still morning in reality.
"Hey, hey, don't pretend to be dead, get up quickly," there was a knock on the door, and Aqiwei yelled loudly outside, looking like she might kick in the door and rush in at any time, "Miss Taoye, don't worry, Sakurai Cuisine I just had a few too many drinks last night and I will get up soon..." Several sailors tried to persuade them, but Rainforest Flower ignored them at all and just banged the iron door hard, causing the mottled paint to fall.
Gu Tie slowly remembered his identity. His name was "Jirota Sakurai" and he was the chief cook of the ocean-going tuna ship Old Man of the Sea; while Aqiwei's incarnation was "Mari Sakurai" and she was the communications officer on the ship. The captain said, "...Ah, breakfast," the Chinese suddenly slapped his forehead and jumped up. It was already past breakfast time, no wonder there was a circle of angry sailors outside.
"Here it comes, here it comes," he hurriedly put on his clothes, and suddenly felt a stinging pain on the back of his neck. It was the scar left by the implanted chip after his surgery. "Well, I don't have a chance to call Little Jonah this time. Come out and try it next time... There are too many things to do, let's do them one by one..." He mumbled and put on his apron, combed his hair randomly, wiped his face, put on his chef's hat, and carefully Open the door.
Aziwei stood at the door with a frosty face and said coldly: "I finally got up. I thought you had choked to death on the bed with vomit, Mr. Chef,"
"Um...I'm sorry..." Gu Tiesan said with a smile: "I delayed everyone's breakfast time. It's all because I drank a few too many drinks last night. Ah, I have to say that the shochu on the ship is so delicious. Since we are at sea, Man, even if I am allergic to alcohol, I will risk my life and drink until I pass out. I am sorry for causing trouble to everyone. I will prepare breakfast right away." He gave everyone a ninety-degree bow.
The sailors immediately cheered and said: "The chef turns out to be allergic to alcohol. You are really a brave man at sea. No one can blame you. Yesterday's dinner was so sumptuous that we are not hungry yet." "Then please be nice After rest, we are looking forward to lunch. Chef Sakurai said, "Since everything is fine, breakfast doesn't matter at all. Let's go, let's go." The sailors waved enthusiastically and crowded out of the passage.
After the noisy crowd dispersed, Aziwei said in a deep voice: "What the hell are you doing, Gu Tie, I have said before that this place is not 100% safe, and you must not do anything dangerous. Don't you understand?"
"Don't worry,..." Gu Tie put on a bad smile, approached the flower of the rainforest, bent down slightly, and put his lips to the woman's ear: "It's rare to live a stable life, and only fools will destroy this kind of life." Have a leisurely time, I promise you, I will not do anything to harm myself, nor will I do anything to hurt you... Believe me, dear Miss Mary Taoye..."
The man's hot breath made Aziwei's face flush, and she pushed Gu Tie's chest with both hands: "I love you to death, don't think I care about you, I'm just afraid that you will do something extraordinary and hurt me... You bastard," she said, turning around and walking away without looking back.
Gu Tie was pushed back three steps and bumped against the steel closet in the room. He screamed, stretched out his hand to touch the back of his neck, looked at a drop of blood on his fingertips and said with a bitter smile: "That's why I'm most afraid of following you. Dealing with women...So does Natalia, and so does Zhao Yaya. This kind of creature is really unpredictable. I'm afraid it won't be long before this planet will be ruled by women..."
The Chinese day officially begins.
At 11:30 noon, he prepared lunch for the twenty-five sailors on the ship. He was most familiar with fried noodles. During his days in Beijing, he had to eat them four or five times a week. He rolled out a bowl of noodles and boiled them. A pot of fried sauce, shredded cucumbers and carrots, deep-fried some chili oil, peeled a few cloves of garlic, and a lunch was completed. Watch all the sailors on the ship huddled together in the mess hall, eating noodles with fried sauce and chewing together. Garlic, while being so spicy by the chili oil that he shed tears, raised his thumbs at him to express high praise. Gu Tie felt that the job of head chef was extremely simple. He really couldn’t understand why someone would hire a professional chef with a high salary to serve on the ship. Positions are obviously something that all aunts and aunts in China can handle.
At 14:30 in the afternoon, I took a short nap and was called by the captain to the captain's cabin for a talk. Although there was a letter of recommendation written by a very important introducer (arranged by Black Olive Branch), the captain Heiji Dollar still felt that he should Discipline the new crew member and establish the captain's authority. After two and a half hours of heart-to-heart talk, the captain held Gu Tie's hand tightly and sent him out of the room with tears in his eyes: "I understand, I Got it, thank you so much, Chef Sakurai, with you here, this trip will go smoothly, I have a feeling,"
"Take care of me," the Chinese waved his hand and turned around with a bad smile. The Japanese's level of ideological and political work is three blocks lower than that of classmate Xiao Liping. Over the years, he has thrived under Secretary Xiao's teachings. Gu Tie Captain Dollar had just finished speaking a few words, and Gu Tie took over, talking about everything from tuna fishing to lunar exploration flights, from the importance of anti-skid rain boots to things. The ideological issues of seeking common ground while reserving differences were understood by the other side, and the achievements of China's socialist spiritual civilization construction over the past century were torn apart and instilled into the other side. In this way, the poor captain was completely brainwashed and shed tears in the end. Tears of repentance, ashamed of his decadent capitalist thoughts for many years, he wished he could immediately worship the Chinese as his mentor, and work tirelessly to embark on the right path of human civilization seeking the ultimate truth. For Gu Tie, this was just a warm-up. That's all, if there is a pot of Mingqian Longjing waiting for him, he can keep talking until tomorrow morning.
At 18:30 in the evening, Gu Tie prepared dinner. This time it was Osaka-style assorted pancakes. The preparation work was surprisingly simple. First, make a large pot of batter, then add raw shrimps, scallops, corn, and pork. Chicken, beef, ham, cabbage, bonito flakes and red ginger are put on plates and brought to the table. Finally, the iron plate is moved to the cafeteria and heated with an electric stove underneath. Pour a ball of batter on the iron plate. What do you like to eat? The ingredients were thrown in and grilled together. When cooked, they were turned over and poured with Japanese soy sauce. The assorted pancakes were completed. The crowd's enthusiasm for DIY was so high that the head chef had no chance to intervene in making pancakes. Gu Tie stood aside. Chewing the whole cucumber, he winked at Aziwei. When he was on the battlefield in Central Africa, he didn't realize that the flower of the rainforest blushed so easily.
At 21:00 in the evening, the day's work was completed. After spending a little effort to comfort Aziwei and make her believe that she would sleep like a dead pig after returning to the room and would never mess around, Gu Tie finally could Lock the door and do whatever you want to do in your leisure time.
He lay on the bed and used a luggage packing strap to make two safety belts to prevent him from rolling out of bed in the middle of the night. "I'm here, brother Yona, are you ready to face the outside world?" Gu Tie used The chip is implanted to connect to the satellite antenna, and the blue "world" login interface is opened in the sea of consciousness, "...wait...what,"
The login window disappeared, and in the boundless blue sky, there was only a line of small words floating: "Over this period of time, your support for the 'World' test project has enabled us to gain extremely valuable experience. Taihao Company and GTC Operations The team expresses its heartfelt thanks to you. The 'World' server has basically completed debugging. The mass-produced client will be officially released in three days. From today until 0:00 a.m. next Monday, the 'World' server will be temporarily closed. During this period of debugging work, you will not be able to access the 'world' normally. Please don't worry, your game data will not be lost, and the character will be correctly taken over by the quantum computer. You are welcome to return to the world again next Monday, and everything will be fine by then. Will be different, let us work together to create a game that changes the destiny of mankind and change the world together, Taihao Company & GTC 'World' Operation Project Department,"
"Oops," Gu Tie yelled and sat up suddenly. His forehead hit the ceiling of the bed, and a big red bump immediately swelled up. He couldn't feel any pain at the moment, "It's broken, it's broken." , I forgot to tell Brother Yona this news. Once the 'world' is officially released to the public, tens of millions of descendants will take over the personality of NPCs. How much turmoil will be caused to that world? It is impossible for everyone to abide by RPG rules. If you play the game honestly, one mouse dropping can ruin a pot of porridge, let alone tens of millions."
He jumped out of bed and walked around the room furiously for a few times before suddenly stopping: "Wait a minute, why did GTC choose this time to release 'World'? This is the worst time. The Red Owl Brotherhood is spreading throughout the continent. Burning, killing and looting, wars are going on everywhere, and tens of thousands of people die every day. This adds too much uncertainty to Advent. Is it possible that players will be stabbed to the core with a bullet for the first time they log in to the game? In five seconds What kind of user experience is Zhong's game experience?...Do they have a way to avoid high-risk groups? No, according to the algorithm they published, the selection of advent is completely programmed and cannot be manually intervened. One player corresponds to one NPC thread. …”