Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 107 Seeking Refuge on an Island
The young mechanic, covered in oil stains, stared blankly up at the massive cannon barrel above. A wound several centimeters long on her forehead bled continuously.

"What an intricate structure!" Beianqi seemed oblivious to her new injury, only murmuring in amazement, "What's even more amazing is that its body is a single piece!"

“Electroslag remelting technology for alloys.” Su Ming walked over. “It uses metal slag to melt and shape the metal in one step.”

"Then why is there inward prestress?" Beianqi continued to ask.

“Self-tightening technology.” Su Ming walked over and squatted down. “During processing, extremely high-pressure liquid is injected into the interior, causing residual compressive stress on the inner wall and residual tensile stress on the outer wall. This allows it to withstand higher chamber pressure, greatly enhancing its strength and lifespan.”

Imagining this exquisite craftsmanship, Beianqi's eyes were filled with longing, "What amazing technology! Your world must be an alchemist's paradise!"

Su Ming checked the girl and found that she had only hit her head and was not injured anywhere else.

"Can you get up?" Su Ming asked.

Bei Anqi reached out her hand, and Su Ming pulled her up from the ground.

“If your materials meet the requirements,” Su Ming said to her, “I will teach you a cannon barrel technology that you can use, though it will have to wait a while.”

“I will do my best to complete the work!” Beianqi said excitedly.

Su Ming brought her back to the workshop and skillfully deployed his external medical equipment to clean the mechanic girl's forehead. He rinsed away the contaminated oil and debris from the wound and then sealed it up.

Su Ming felt that at this rate of improvement, he would soon be able to switch to a surgeon—after all, there was no residency training system in this other world.

The girl then cast a water-based healing spell on herself. This is a normal procedure for treating external injuries in another world, only the techniques for pre-treatment of the wound differ.

"The healing effect is excellent," Beaujolais asked. "What liquid did you use?"

“Iodine solution and hydrogen peroxide for disinfection,” Su Ming replied. “Actually, 75% pure alcohol can also be used, but it’s very irritating to wounds.”

Beianqi thanked them sincerely and made a note of it, then prepared to return to her room.

Su Ming glanced at the girl's soiled clothes and called out to her, "Did you bring any spare clothes?"

“We have another set,” Beanie replied. “We borrowed them from other crew members—when can we resupply?”

"There are no plans at the moment," Su Ming replied. "We'll probably have to wait a few days for the Ale to arrive with the artillery shells."

"Let her wear my pajamas." Zi Jin sent a message to Su Ming.

Should I come to your room to get it?

【Um. 】

Su Ming went to Zi Jin's room and saw the cotton nightgown with a duck pattern in the closet. He remembered that Zi Jin used to wear it often, but it had been sitting unused since she got other pajamas.

When it was handed to Beianqi, the girl looked slightly surprised when she saw the pattern.

"This is Elisa's; she asked me to give it to you in case of emergency."

“This has been a great help,” said Angie Beilke.

She opened the garment and found it was too small. Su Ming noticed this too, reached out, took the garment, shook it, and returned it to the girl amidst the scattered magical runes.

"Give the dirty clothes to the white skeleton servant to wash," he instructed. "He will wash and dry them, fold them neatly, and return them to the room. No special instructions are needed."

"Ok."
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On Earth, Miao Xin didn't need Su Ming's reminder; she rushed to the airport immediately after completing the teleportation.

A guard arrived with a gun. Miao Xin was attracted by the gun he was carrying, so she circled around him, knocked him unconscious, and stole the gun.

When Su Ming reconnected, Miao Xin had already arrived at the airport and was asking him for credit.

"Master, I encountered many police cars, armored vehicles, and helicopters on the road," Miao Xin recounted. "A huge, swarming array of them!"

The country's defense agencies have already discovered them. Su Mingming went online to check the news, only to realize that her phone had been switched off long ago.

Having been constantly on the run, Su Ming's awareness of protection was also increasing. If a phone number consistently appeared near the location of an incident, there was a possibility that it could be identified through big data analysis, increasing the risk of exposure.

Su Ming crushed the phone and buried it in a ditch by the roadside.

"So how did you avoid them?" he asked Miao Xin.

“I hopped on a pickup truck that was going my way and disguised myself as cargo,” the ghost girl replied. “I encountered several military and police checkpoints along the way, but I managed to slip past them all.”

Taking some time out these past few days, Su Ming finally completed part of the expansion of his disguise form, enabling him to transform into something like a box.

Su Ming felt a little sorry for the country's military and police, after all, they were dealing with creations from the magical world, whose characteristics were beyond their comprehension.

No matter which side of the world he was in, he repeatedly used this kind of advantage.

"Well done!" Su Ming praised the ghost girl.

Su Ming took out the gun that Miao Xin had obtained and discovered that it was a double-barreled shotgun, model UTS-15.

The last time I used the M110 in close-quarters combat, the results were not good; its lack of maneuverability was glaringly obvious. Furthermore, the single-shot power of a regular sniper rifle is insufficient, while anti-materiel rifles are too cumbersome.

So he did mention to Miao Xin that he wanted a lightweight close-combat weapon.

Shotguns are undoubtedly the most suitable choice. Under the power of shotguns, everyone is equal. It's something to look forward to!

Su Ming teleported the gun to another world and stored it in a warehouse, planning to study it later.

The troublemaker sneaked into the airport's cargo area and, taking advantage of the staff's inattention, disguised himself as a suitcase and slipped into the baggage compartment of the designated flight.

Miao Xin even copied the shipping tags, and the night shift movers just threw them onto the conveyor belt without paying any attention.

The hatch closed, and the international journey of the ghost and the skeleton came to an end.

At the museum she had just left, in the spot where the Great Bluefin Submarine had disappeared, Smith stood before a familiar pile of metal shards, once again leaning on his cane in deep thought.

Around him, a large number of people in various uniforms came and went, taking samples and analyzing them. The researchers couldn't contain their joy; this work was enough for them to write six months' worth of papers and apply for a large amount of research funding.

If you can find something substantial, it's not impossible to live comfortably for several years!

But Smith was furious.

Attacks on military bases and even industrial facilities can be prevented by raising alert levels and deploying anti-robot systems. The initial encounter at the naval base, had it not been for a bit of bad luck, could have easily resulted in the enemy being captured.

However, this attack on the museum demonstrates that the enemy's objectives have strayed from the military sphere. The Blue Mackerel Museum is clearly a civilian target with absolutely no military value!

"International Services Department, is this how you play the game?!" Smith roared inwardly. "Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
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On the White Triangle, Su Ming looked out at the dark sea through the porthole and realized that it was already night and time to prepare dinner.

"[Purple Violet, you woke me up.]" Su Ming texted. "[Actually, you wanted me to get up and cook, right?]"

"Yes, I'm hungry," the girl admitted frankly. "...What do you want to eat?"

【Meat! 】

****
The next day at noon, the White Triangle, towing the Five Teeth, successfully arrived at Willow Leaf Island.

Zi Jin had been continuously casting spells to strengthen the cable. Although she had slowed down and rested for two hours in between, she was still exhausted by now. After finishing her lunch, she waved and went back to her room to sleep.

The sea breeze was picking up, and a storm was clearly on its way. Beanie flew to the Five Tooth to organize the sailors in preparing for the storm.

The Five Teeth chose a spot flanked by small islands on both sides to anchor. The sailors, working with the zombies, untied all the towing ropes from the stern of the White Triangle. They drove numerous wooden stakes into the shallows of the islands and secured the ropes tightly one by one.

The anchor chain of the Five Tooth was also dragged ashore by the sailors and got stuck in a crevice of a large rock.

Su Ming flattened the bottom of the White Triangle, then found a shallow area to sit on, striking a pose that seemed unmoved by wind or rain.

On the Five Tooth, a group of people worked for three hours before finally finishing, and Beianqi returned to the White Triangle, exhausted.

The wind picked up, and Su Ming closed all the portholes. Only now did he have time to stew the remaining conch, adding plenty of peanuts and dried chestnuts to the soup.

Upon arriving at Willow Leaf Island, seafood was no longer in short supply. Su Ming sent a few zombies to scavenge the seabed in the shallow waters, finding quite a few shellfish and fish.

Su Ming kept a small portion of the seafood for himself and gave the rest to the sailors of the Five Tooth.

Su Ming thought these people who made a living at sea had it tough. He wondered if the zombies, covered in seaweed and carrying large sacks, scared them when they climbed aboard the Five Teeth.

Beian sat in the perfectly still cabin, watching the sky outside the window gradually darken and the wind and rain intensify, lost in thought.

Su Ming assigned the fish and shellfish to White Skull to clean, then washed his hands and walked toward the mechanic.

"Let me check the wound," Su Ming said to the girl.

Beianqi was able to take off her coat by herself. She unwrapped the gauze and handed her left hand to Su Ming. Sure enough, the swelling had subsided a lot, and the color of the wound had returned to normal.

Su Ming followed the procedure to disinfect, change the dressing, re-bandage, and apply a hot compress.

There were no direct flights to Asia from the airport Miao Xin went to yesterday; she needed to transfer. She was currently on her second flight, flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Su Ming couldn't ask for medical advice, but based on past experience, he still put Bei Anqi on an IV drip.

"At this rate, it should be able to heal with water-based healing in about a day."

“Yes, the wound doesn’t hurt much anymore,” Beianqi replied. “Your treatment is very effective.”

Su Ming returned to the stove and asked White Skull to cut the cleaned fish into fillets and marinate them, scoop out the meat from the shellfish, chop some onions, take out the soaked bean sprouts, and then slice the sausages and other things, filling the table with all sorts of things.

"What are you doing?" Beianqi asked curiously.

"Hot pot. It's a pot of soup that's simmering on the table. You can put whatever you want in and cook it yourself," Su Ming explained. Zi Jin's appetite had been a bit of a problem for him these past few days, so he decided to go all out and see just how much she could eat.

Thinking that the scholar's injury should be recovering well these past few days, he took out some dried chili peppers, chopped them, fried them until fragrant, mixed them with bean paste, and put them into a small dish.

After that, Su Ming continued to study the technical data of the Mk71 ammunition automatic loading system while watching over the stewing soup.

The rich, fresh aroma gradually filled the workshop. Beianqi, who had been somewhat worried about Five Tooth, sat in her chair watching through the window, but unknowingly fell asleep. She was truly exhausted from this period of time.

Su Ming reclined her chair back into a lounge chair, and the white skeleton brought a thin blanket to cover her.

As expected of a top-tier skeleton servant, it's definitely getting easier to control.

****
Zijin slept until 7 p.m., and this was the scene she saw when she entered the workshop.

"What a feast tonight!" The scholar was delighted, especially when she saw the dish of chili sauce. "Su Ming, you've finally lifted the ban on me! I won't beat you up tonight!"

"..."

Startled awake, Beianqi quickly looked out the window. The Five Tooth was swaying back and forth in the storm, but the signal light on the signal pole, a symbol of safety, remained bright.

"Don't worry," Su Ming said to the girl. "I sent some zombies over to help. Galio—that black skeleton—went too. He'll contact me immediately if anything goes wrong."

"Thank you!" Angie said gratefully.

"No need, you already paid."

The three sat around the table, and Su Ming raised the bowl of soup, "Welcome, Angie!"

"Cheers!" Beianqi responded, holding the bowl with both hands.

Zijin also picked up the bowl by the rim, and the three bowls clinked together.

“Angie Beilke, do you eat chili peppers?” she asked.

"Eat a little bit."

Zijin scooped up some chili sauce, put it in a small dish, and gave it to Bei Anqi.

Because they were all very hungry, and the food was all quick-cooking, the three of them ate very fast. They chatted occasionally about their experiences and laughed softly from time to time.

"I accidentally slept for too long in one go." Zijin put down her chopsticks. "I'll have to stay up all night tonight."

“Me too.” Beianqi said eagerly, “What do we need to do? Assemble that cannon, right!”

“Alright, I’ll stay with you until ten o’clock,” Su Ming said. “The turret’s up and down drive motors can be installed now. I’ve got a good idea of ​​the ammunition hoisting system, so we can start working on that now.”

On the third day, when the storm finally passed, the main installation of the MK71 was almost complete.

Zijin's title as a top student is one thing, but Bei Anqi is also incredibly quick to learn. She understood the common terminology and Arabic numerals on the blueprints in a very short time, truly deserving of her title as chief mechanic.

Su Ming suspected that he would be dragged down by these two sooner or later.

Beianqi was particularly engrossed, acting like a complete 007. Su Ming had to use the authority granted by the White Bone Mark to seal off the cabin in order to get her to rest.
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Miao Xin, along with her little troublemaker, landed in Asia yesterday, but in Vietnam.

Because of high tariffs and the constant policy changes of a certain president, many goods are simply "produced" here.

This time, the target product, an American standard voltage generator set, is a special product supplied to the Lighthouse. The goods from China are transported here to undergo the most technically demanding painting process.

Miss Ghost arrived at the China-Vietnam Economic and Trade Cooperation Zone Industrial Park near Haiphong City overnight without stopping.

She "borrowed" another phone, specifically choosing one without a password. Su Ming planned to stop using Miao Xin's phone to reduce potential risks.

As an apology to the owner, Miao Xin slipped a few American souvenirs into his pocket.

(End of this chapter)