Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 125 Proposal Gifts?
Three hours later, Miao Xin arrived at the marine equipment factory.

She abandoned her human disguise and acted directly as a skeleton.

At this point, there was no point in hiding anything; they were bound to be investigated anyway. After easily disrupting the surveillance network, Miao Xin, controlling the skeleton, brazenly ran to the office and downloaded the relevant blueprints and instructions.

While waiting, Miao Xin casually flipped through the documents.

"Are you trying to improve the accuracy of the warship's cannons?" she asked Su Ming. "Are we going to fight enemies from another world again?"

Anti-roll gyroscopes significantly reduce ship movement, which can indeed improve the accuracy of artillery, especially for long-range firing.

Su Ming himself had overlooked this, "That's not wrong," he replied.

After unplugging the USB drive containing the data and letting it turn to dust in her hand, Miao Xin went to the warehouse and stood in front of the target device, the anti-shake gyroscope.

A security guard came running over shouting, and a ghostly light flashed in Miao Xin's soul fire, causing the man to immediately faint on the ground.

But the Dark Sea had also expanded. Miao Xin steadied herself, and the ripples in the Dark Sea disappeared, causing it to shrink back down.

[When the resentment struck, I was tainted by the negative emotions it carried.] Miao Xin examined the problem she had just encountered.

The complaints about working night shifts in winter, the fear of facing unknown intruders. These negative feedbacks may not provide much energy, but they resonate with the abyss.

"Your attack efficiency is too low." Su Ming's judgment has improved considerably. Although the nature of the energy differs, the principle is the same. "Increase the peak value and significantly reduce the contact time; this will minimize consumption and side effects," he advised. "Don't worry about the effort; if one pulse isn't enough, just use another."

Miao Xin tried it briefly, but the new method didn't even release any energy. She couldn't help but complain, "Aren't your expectations for a beginner's control skills too high?"

"I'm not here with you," Su Ming said. "Zi Jin is teaching me here, and she always just starts beating me up."

"...You're a really great teacher!"

Su Ming turned his attention back to the anti-shake gyroscope in front of him. The device was quite large, looking thick and sturdy. Several steel pipes supported the bottom of the device, but when Miao Xin reached out and pressed on them, releasing her strength to push it, there wasn't the slightest wobbling.

"It's so heavy!" Miao Xin asked with some concern. "Su Ming, are you sure you want to complete the teleportation in one go?"

"It's alright, the heaviest part is just a solid metal block, the structural complexity is low." Su Ming assessed it and concluded that he could handle it.

****
Inside the White Triangle's hold, zombies were busily moving materials.

Zijin walked over wearing a fruit-patterned nightgown. As the weather warmed up, she had switched to a sleeveless style, revealing her fair arms. The girl, who had just washed her hair, had two cartoon-patterned hair clips stuck to her forehead to prevent her bangs from falling and obstructing her vision.

"Do you need to transfer a very large device?" she asked Su Ming.

“A roll-stabilizing gyroscope,” Su Ming replied. “It’s much bigger than I thought, weighing tens of tons—did I make too much noise and wake you up?”

"It's okay, I'll watch over you from the side." Zijin walked to a box and sat down, resting her head on her hands.

Su Ming withdrew his gaze and continued making preparations.

“Su Ming, there’s something I need to tell you. The pattern on the pajamas you gave to Bei Anqi last time is problematic,” Zi Jin said.

“I already know, Rong Tian’e,” Su Ming said. “Bei Anqi told me. I explained to her that in my world it just represents a common domestic fowl.”

Violet almost instantly left her spot, one hand already pressing down on Su Ming's shoulder. "You want me to wear poultry pattern?"

"Sorry." Su Ming immediately raised his hands. He already had PTSD from the cultural misunderstanding between the two worlds. "I really don't know what this pattern represents—what does poultry represent?"

“It doesn’t mean anything.” Violet released her hand, a slight upturn at the corner of her mouth. “Just kidding.”

Su Ming was taken aback, then exclaimed angrily, "Violet!"

The girl giggled and took part of the list from his hand. "Let me help you check it. Let's finish quickly."

"……it is good."

It took the two of them nearly half an hour to count all the hundreds of materials. Zi Jin put away her paper and pen and stepped back to stand behind Su Ming.

Su Ming unleashed his spell, the powerful magical output causing widespread fluctuations. Even Bei Anqi was awakened and rushed over from her room.

New machines have arrived – don't miss out!

Su Ming even had the leisure to glance at her. Bei Anqi, wearing a nightgown, looked even more pretty, with her short hair tied up in buns on both sides, making her very cute.

However, with that hairstyle, she probably has hair that gets frizzy when she sleeps.

A slight distraction allowed Su Ming to easily navigate the phase of rising demonic pressure. He calmed his mind and activated the final step.

On Earth, large amounts of metal slag flowed and crashed in all directions, making a crisp impact sound.

Miao Xin took over control of the troublesome child, nimbly jumped onto the nearby equipment, stepped out of the area where the residue was flying, and left.

On the white triangle, Su Ming finished piecing together the last piece, his body almost completely exhausted. He leaned back slightly, intending to collapse to the ground, but Zi Jin supported his back with her palm and gently helped him sit down.

"Good luck, Su Ming. I'm going to disinfect now," Miao Xin said.

"Disinfection?" Su Ming asked, struggling against the dizziness, somewhat puzzled.

"...Uh, well, I'm currently in an exposed area. I need to sever the tracking lines on my body using various methods before I can switch back to my normal mode of dress," Miao Xin explained. "I plan to jump out of vehicles a few times, crawl through a river once, and then re-enter silent concealment."

After a moment's thought, Su Ming understood the line of thought. [Your operational philosophy has improved remarkably quickly.]

[I'm okay... Goodnight!]

【Good night. 】

In just over a day, Miss Wraith became much more organized in her work. In particular, her emotions became extremely stable, one could even say she was happy?
Su Ming thought about it briefly and made a general judgment. But fatigue set in, and he decided to deal with the matter later.

Inside the warehouse, when Beianqi saw the newly appeared equipment, she immediately screamed and pounced on it, jumping around like a hamster. She even hopped around like a rabbit when she saw something interesting, making a racket incessantly.

"This girl's hamster form has been activated again." Violet sighed. "Let me take you back to your room to rest."

The voice sounded somewhat ethereal to his ears, and Su Ming nodded gently, "Mm."

Su Mingyuan intended to gather some strength to help the girl stand up, but he found his vision suddenly spinning and his whole body was lifted into the air—Zi Jin picked him up directly.

Magic has a strengthening effect on the body, so she doesn't even need brute force to do this.

Su Ming was startled and reflexively grabbed the scholar's shoulder. They only ever got this close during training. Zi Jin consciously practiced her reaction time, often deliberately creating close-quarters combat situations.

At times like these, Su Ming is either getting beaten up or getting beaten up.

But feeling the girl's soft, fragrant body, Su Ming relaxed. Being carried in a princess carry by a girl smaller than himself was definitely a very special experience. Before Zi Jin even reached the room, Su Ming, exhausted from his magic, fell into a deep sleep.

****
The following day, a supply ship from the Federation arrived, the familiar Little Coat, and with the old acquaintance Charles.

Su Ming took a closer look; Stanton hadn't managed to get away with it this time.

"Good day, Your Excellency Su Ming, Scholar Chestnut Owl, Miss Beianchi!" Charles, dressed in a morning suit, jumped onto the White Triangle and bowed. Several guards followed him onto the ship and bowed as well.

Upon realizing that Beau Anqi did not recognize the other party, Su Ming introduced him as "Charles, Vice President of the Four Directions Chamber of Commerce".

"Hello! Vice President Charles!" the mechanic girl returned the greeting. "I've heard so much about you!"

"You too, the name 'Wheat Blossom' is renowned far and wide!"

"What are those wheat flowers?" Su Ming asked Zi Jin.

[Beanie's nickname, describing her powerful bursts of energy and disastrous endurance.] Violet explained.

Wheat flowers bloom for minutes, making them the shortest-lived flowering plant.

“The Dwarf Merchant Guild of the Midsea Islands has prepared some summer clothes and asked me to bring them to you.” Charles gestured to the guard to hand Beanie a box. “There are also weapons for the puppets.”

Behind them, several sailors were hoisting a two-meter-long wooden crate onto the White Triangle.

"Thank you!" Beianqi took the suitcase, then lifted the large wooden box to look inside. There were four long swords, special weapons for the mantis puppet.

The longsword gleamed with a sharp, cold light, clearly of extremely high quality. But the girl's face showed no joy. "Sigh, another two thousand gold coins gone," she lamented, mourning her lost wallet.

Su Ming walked up to Charles and handed him an exquisite metal box, etched with a beautiful and dazzling rose painting. "Please give this to Mr. Seward Reiser."

Everyone present, including the guards, looked at Su Ming with surprise, their eyes filled with admiration, respect, and pity.

Charles accepted it solemnly with both hands, "I will certainly not fail in my mission!"

"Wait, wait a minute, what's that?" Zijin was startled.

"A pair of fine reading glasses." Su Ming found the girl's nervousness strange. "I promised to give them to Xiwo."

These glasses were a high-end luxury pair that Su Ming got before leaving the United States, costing $20,000, almost using up all the cash he had amassed in America. He originally planned to hand them over in person, but since Siwo was returning to Crescent Forest, he had to ask someone else to bring them.

Considering that Earth's lens processing technology is far ahead of the rest of the world, this gift is quite presentable, isn't it? Su thought to herself.

Zi Jin used her X-ray vision to see what was inside the box and discovered that the exquisite quality of the lenses was unprecedented in this other world, and the decorations were extremely luxurious. Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, immediately died.

"Su Ming, why didn't you ask me first?" she said through gritted teeth.

"What did I do wrong this time?" Su Ming asked, bewildered.

Zijin said helplessly, "Giving an elder an expensive gift wrapped in roses is a marriage proposal—especially since the gift is a rare and exquisite piece befitting my status!"

"No, it was the box pattern that Siwo specified himself!" Su Ming hurriedly explained.

[That old bastard!] Zi Jin guessed with her toes that this was a joke by Xiwo, but she certainly didn't expect it to turn out like this in public.

So, Xiwo wouldn't misunderstand, right?

[The problem isn't Siwo at all!] She gestured for Su Ming to look at the surrounding crowd of onlookers. Ordinary packaging boxes were useless against this world's perception abilities. [Friendly reminder: I'm still considered a bone dragon in the outside world.]

Su Ming immediately understood why everyone was looking at him like that, and he was instantly dumbfounded.

So, he's now considered a dragon knight?
It's a bone dragon!?

Charles had already carefully put the gift box away. He pulled a stack of papers from his bag. "This is the list of supplies for this mission. Please arrange for their transfer and handover."

He held the list, but Su Ming and Zi Jin ignored him.

[Guess how the bards will sing of your great deeds next?] Violet continued cruelly, venting her resentment, [How will those picture books flying everywhere depict your heroic figure?]

"Is there any hope for this?" Su Ming asked unwillingly.

My condolences. You'll get used to it.

【…】

When Beianqi returned after putting away the mecha weapons, this strange scene greeted her.

She stepped forward and took the papers from Charles's hand, saying, "Leave this chores to me." Then she began to coordinate with the captain of the Little Coat.

Su Ming looked utterly devastated. Zi Jin invited Charles into the reception room, while several guards remained at the door.

“The dwarves have informed the Federation of the details. Your side has hired Miss Beanie to participate in the sea monster operation,” Charles said, sitting up straight.

Zi Jin glanced at him and replied in the same serious tone, "Beianqi is an excellent combatant. As you can see, our manpower is still insufficient. We should thank you for sending Mr. Siwo to assist us last time!"

“You’re welcome! It’s our duty!” Charles replied.

The skeleton served tea and set out refreshments.

Charles saw a sesame seed cake on the plate and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

"It'll have to do, it actually tastes pretty good." Su Ming gave up struggling and simply put the embarrassing scene from earlier out of his mind, since he was going to pick up the bucket and run back to Earth anyway. "Miss Beianqi has been making pancakes like crazy these past few days, she's used up all the flour on the ship, so you'll have to make do with this."

Charles reached for the sesame seed cake, took a bite, and then took several more bites.

Su Ming and Zi Jin exchanged a glance.

“Excuse me, may I have another one?” Charles put down the half-eaten sesame seed cake, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and handed over a recent situation report.

"Two sea monster corpses have been found floating on the surface?" Zi Jin flipped through the report, which also included a realistic sketch of the scene.

“Strictly speaking, it’s the head of a giant octopus,” Charles replied. “During the decomposition process, this part will float to the surface for a period of time until it is burst by the gas produced inside. Judging from the condition of the body, the cause of death was the end of the body’s lifespan, resulting in hardening and death.”

从纹路上看，这两只是2号和4号，加上苏冥他们消灭的3号、5号和6号，以及推算死亡的1号。

"That means the first two batches of giant octopuses are all dead," Su Ming said. "Now only those three immature sea monsters are left!"

"Calculations based on the magical materials purchased from the orcs also support this conclusion, but further cultivation cannot be ruled out," Charles continued. "Therefore, the Federation fully supports your proposal to find a zombie base!"

(End of this chapter)