Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 133 Charles's Cake

Su Ming first steered the White Triangle out of the storm's danger zone and to the more navigable semicircle with calmer waves, then adjusted it to the optimal angle to face the waves. The speed quickly increased to 28 knots, but the ship's rolling was much less than before.

Su Ming checked the logbook and found that the agreed rendezvous point with the Mist Veil was on a deserted island near the equator, Earthworm Island. However, the current sea conditions did not allow for a straight course, so Su Ming planned a zigzag route to avoid the waves and instructed Black Skull on it.

After finishing the shipping work, Su Ming went to check on Bei Anqi's condition. The girl was still unconscious, but her vital signs were okay.

Su Ming administered an IV drip of adenosine triphosphate (ATP) and electrolyte balance fluids, along with some sedative medications recommended by the doctor. Administering an injection while the baby was being shaken was challenging, but with his increased magic and mental power, Su Ming's ability to detect movement had improved significantly.

The doctor in the online consultation also mentioned a urinary catheter, but Violet had already solved that problem with magic from another world.

Then he went to inspect the prisoners and found that the warehouse where the prisoners had been held was completely empty. The corpses were all piled up in one place, and Seneca, with a miserable expression, was diligently dismembering them inside.

If doing this could earn experience points, he could probably have reached a high level by now.

The rest of the space was filled with all sorts of random junk. Su Ming inspected each cabin and found them all crammed full. Judging from the quantity, Zi Jin had clearly not only emptied the transport ship but also returned to Snail Island to ransack it.

Thinking about the enormous amount of sorting work that would follow, Su Ming felt a headache coming on.

All the captured documents were specially placed in Zijin's library. Su Ming decided to start with this part, as information is always the most important thing.

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Su Ming spent the entire day sorting and organizing the captured documents. Most of them were technical books, some were experimental logs about zombie sea monsters, and a small portion were various orders and instructions.

There was still a large portion of the text he didn't recognize, and he could only wait for Zijin to make a judgment, since the other world wasn't just a common language.

He pulled out the parts he suspected were problematic, spread them out on the table in the workroom, and began reading them one by one.

For lunch, Su Ming simply cooked some soup, soaked the pancakes that Bei Anqi had made earlier, and ate them with sausage. For dinner, he was much more serious, cooking rice, stir-frying three dishes, and pan-frying two steaks.

Zijin got up as promised and walked into the workroom wearing a nightgown.

"The ship is much more stable now," she exclaimed. "Oh, you've already organized all the documents?"

"I've done a preliminary division, and I've read half of the most suspicious part."

"Then wouldn't it mean you could finish reading it in just one more day?"

“Why don’t we two finish reading them tonight?” Su Ming asked.

The documents on the long table were in disarray, so Zijin simply pieced together a new dining table and placed the prepared dishes on it.

Su Ming brought over the tableware, and they sat down to eat together.

Noticing that Su Ming was in a bad mood, Zi Jin tilted her head and looked at him. "What's wrong?"

Su Ming ate for a while before looking up and replying, "Sorry, I was thinking about last night's battle."

"Oh?" Violet was a little puzzled. "You did quite well last night. Naga warriors are very strong."

"What if I perform worse?" Su Ming asked.

At that time, Beanche and Violet were fighting Yeshia to the death. If Su Ming could not deal with those Naga warriors on his own, no one would be able to provide support.

“You will die, and Bianchi will die too,” Violet replied. “Because of the Bone Mark, I will be severely injured. I should be able to replace Yesia, and then those mages on the orc transport ship will get the better deal.”

"In other words, if any one of us fails to complete the mission, the battle will collapse."

Zijin looked at Su Ming, "But we did it, we won this skirmish, and that's something to be happy about!"

Thinking of Su Ming's daily life on Earth, which never included such life-or-death situations, she realized the difference in their understanding and then comforted him, "We have basically completed the first phase of accumulation. As long as we carefully stay away from conflicts and persevere until we return to Earth, we will not encounter these again."

Su Ming shook his head. "Not this one." He suddenly reversed his grip on the steak knife and swiftly stabbed at Zi Jin.

The girl flicked the blade away, saying hastily, "Let me finish eating!"

Su Ming's movements were concise yet subtly sharp; the magic power stacked on his blade was extremely solid, and if the fight continued, the scholar was not confident of protecting the food.

Su Ming made no further move. He held the knife upright and began to cut the steak again. "Zijin, I'm adapting to these things faster than I thought."

"You've improved very quickly." Zijin was a little confused and started eating again. "But we agreed that you'd fight after you finish eating!"

"You're not going to hit me even after I've finished eating? My injuries haven't healed yet," Su Ming said. "If I really smashed the meat on your plate, you wouldn't let me off easily."

"You know that!" the girl snorted. "It's because your steak was cooked so delicious tonight that I don't want to eat any more of the pancakes made by Angie."

"To be fair, her pancakes are quite fragrant."

After finishing her steak, Zijin looked up and asked, "So, what are you thinking about?"

“Last night when I killed the enemy, I had a strong sense of déjà vu, as if I had experienced such a battle before.” Su Ming frowned and said, “It’s strange, I’m wondering why this is happening.”

"I remember you told me about virtual training on Earth... it's called a game, right? Could it be—"

Su Ming shook his head. "I'm a shooting game enthusiast, I don't like hack-and-slash games."

"Never played it before?"

"That's not it."

“That’s it. You humans on Earth are really strange,” Violet sighed. “The more peaceful you live, the more you play games of fighting and killing every day.”

Su Ming wanted to argue, but found himself speechless.

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After the meal, the skeleton servants cleared away the tableware, and Violet dismissed the table.

The two returned to the long table, looked at the rather large pile of documents, and sighed in unison.

Su Ming pushed the larger pile towards the girl, saying, "These are for you."

"You really take good care of me."

"Those who are capable should do more work."

Zijin first organized the documents in chronological order, and then began reading them.

The organization that breeds the sea monsters is officially called the Church of the Calamity Bell, and its members like to refer to themselves as the hour and minute hands. This plan began four months ago when the sea monster base was created and put into operation to disrupt maritime trade between the eastern and western continents.

Everything was going perfectly until the White Triangle appeared and slaughtered the sea monsters with incredible efficiency.

Upon receiving this news, Yesia acted swiftly. Fearing exposure if she acted directly, she hijacked the Five Tooth and hired pirates to form an ambush. However, the White Triangle, such a large ship, possessed a peculiar shallow-water capability, causing the ambush at Clear Spring Reef to fail. Those involved in the planning even wrote phrases like "incomprehensible" and "not a fault of strategy" in their report.

The documents reveal many shocking things. Yeshia was active in the relevant waters from the very beginning of the sea monster incident. In fact, more than half of the ships that were supposedly attacked by the sea monster were directly harmed by the Bell of Calamity. The Church of Truth even used ships to transport away the most valuable cargo.

The most vicious creatures are always humans, not monsters.

Then there was a traitor among the high-ranking members of the Federation, codenamed "Silk." According to the letters, Silk provided information about the White Triangle's activity range and plans, and attempted to manipulate the Federation to interfere with the White Triangle's attack on Rikijima.

Clearly, this player is at a very high level within the guild!
Speaking of spies, Su Ming also found a communications record: "The orc spy we left on the island was named Anjelo. The plan of the Bell of Calamity was to evacuate the personnel from Snail Island, destroy the port and buildings, so that we wouldn't be able to tell from the outside that there was a problem."

"And then?" Violet asked.

"Let me see. Here's a detailed operational plan. After the personnel on Snail Island evacuate, they will leave behind a powerful bomb. Angelo will mislead the pirates searching the island, allowing them to bring the bomb back and destroy the Bone Fortress. If the plan fails, the Saint-level units will launch a direct assault." Su Ming read the document. "Saint-level units, multiple?"

Zi Jin took the document. "It is indeed a plural form; there is more than one Saint-rank."

Su Ming reviewed the situation in his mind, "That means the orcs have hidden the number of Saint-level experts. The one who fought the Star Rain at Lingbei Port was not Yesia, but someone else pretending to be Yesia!"

Zijin also figured out the details: "This fox spy has been causing trouble, trying to delay the progress of the White Triangle, so that this fake Yesia will have time to come over and ambush us together with the real Yesia who is recuperating here!"

She patted her chest, still a little shaken, "Luckily, we acted quickly!"

"The Federation actually withheld such crucial intelligence from us." Su Ming narrowed his eyes. "Did they want us to come here to die? And that Charles, he's quite something too!"

“Yes, that bastard.” Violet had already sentenced him to death in her mind. “He swore to us that Yesia was the only Saint-level among the Orcs!”

Su Ming recalled the scene at the time, and suddenly thought of something, "Damn it, Bingzi!" He slammed his hand on the table.

Charles emphasized "on the surface" and "half-dead" in his words, and as he said this, he put down the half-bread he was holding—meaning the half-bread represented the seriously injured Jehia. He then asked for another whole bread, deliberately placing it next to the half-bread, saying "except for a very few."

This implies that there is another powerful figure at the peak of their strength!
Zijin realized what had happened and sighed, holding her forehead in her hands. "I completely misunderstood!"

"Next time I see him, I'll stuff twenty pancakes in my mouth!" Su Ming said resentfully. "Anyway, his mouth is just for show!"

It took the scholar a while to calm herself down. "I have to swindle him out of everything before I can be satisfied!"

“Every cloud has a silver lining,” Su Ming comforted her. “If we had understood Charles’s hints correctly, we certainly wouldn’t have ended up like this. In hindsight, this was actually our only chance to kill Yesia and destroy the sea monster’s base.”

So, in this matter, it can only be said that Su Ming and Zi Jin were unlucky, while Yesia was extremely unlucky.

"Alright then." Violet put down the documents in her hand. "What about the technical data on zombies?"

"I left it in the library and didn't bring it here."

“Weren’t we looking for the origins of Arabic numerals?” Violet asked curiously. She had her servants bring them from the library, piling them up on the other side of the table. “Uh, well, that’s quite a lot!” she said, looking at them with a hint of despair.

Su Ming laughed happily, "This is your area of ​​expertise, keep it up!"

"I want to practice sparring with you again, what should I do?" The titled scholar rubbed his knuckles.

"Actually, I don't mind fighting with a girl wearing a slip dress and no bra," Su Ming replied.

"Do you think a dragon would be used to wearing those?" Violet replied. "Does your Earth have any styles that aren't so restrictive?"

"Miao Xin has already chosen the most comfortable style for you." Su Ming sighed inwardly, realizing that the scholar was now treating him like a best friend.
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Upon hearing about Miao Xin, Su Ming decided to switch over and take a look.

It was nighttime on Earth as well. Miao Xin, controlling the little rascal, carried four oversized travel bags in the cold wind and jumped through the window into an empty room. The ground thudded as the bags were put down.

"What are all these?" Su Ming asked.

"Money," Miao Xin replied. "There's still plenty. I'll keep moving." She manipulated the little troublemaker, preparing to jump out the window again.

"No, no, wait!" Su Ming exclaimed urgently. He noticed there were already eight bags in the room. "What have you done? Did you raid a gold mine?"

"The people on the visit list," Miao Xin replied.

The plan originated from Miao Mu's suggestion two days ago: "If money can solve the problem, there's no need to take risks." He then provided a list, stating, "First, achieve financial freedom."

"Did you go to everyone on the list?" Su Ming asked.

"That's the first one. He's some kind of section chief from some company," Miao Xin said.

Su Ming felt he needed to revise his understanding: [Is no one home at the target's house?]

Yes, I've tied it on.

What is the evacuation plan?

"These bags are waterproof; we plan to leave by water," Miao Xin replied.

Su Ming looked at the twelve large bags on the ground and sighed, "So don't take so many! Having too much paper money is useless."

There are limits on bank deposits; any amount exceeding that limit must have a legitimate source.

He forced Miao Xin to take only four. However, before leaving, he made Miao Xin return to the scene one last time.

He found the victim's phone and asked for the password to unlock it.

The little troublemaker now has the ability to change his voice; he just needs to alter the structure of his pronunciation. Su Ming dialed the phone, "Hello, 110? There's a burglary here, come quickly!"

He then took photos of the scene, posted them on his WeChat Moments and Weibo under his real name, and tearfully complained that he had been robbed and that these were all he had left before throwing his phone on the ground.

Su Ming patted the pale-faced person on the shoulder, "You're welcome."

He thought about it and felt he needed to continue misleading the investigation. For example, obvious acts of revenge would inevitably steer investigators towards the victim's social relationships.

[Stab him a few times in places that aren't vital, half-kill him—] Su Ming continued making his plans, but suddenly realized something was wrong. [No, no, don't do that.]

This is Earth, not another world. Su Ming was momentarily confused.

He steadied himself. Miao Xin was a vengeful spirit; it wouldn't be worth it to make her bleed over something so trivial!
"Let's go," Su Ming said again.

【Um. 】

(End of this chapter)