Sir! Don't close the net!

"Incredible..."

Without embarrassment or complaint, Alma gripped the sketch tightly in her hand, repeatedly scanning the contents of the drawing, and murmured softly.

"We can get through this by expanding further..."

"Elma?"

"Ahem—" Alma coughed heavily and gave an awkward laugh. "I'm sorry, this is indeed an excellent design. I'll hand this sketch over to the mechanics to further refine it and have them work hard to produce a prototype by tomorrow!"

"Okay, I'll leave it to you," Josephine nodded with satisfaction.

Alma bent over forcefully, grabbed the blueprints, and strode out of the office.

El frowned slightly, watching Elma's departing figure until the office door closed before turning his gaze away.

“Executive El, I will seriously consider what you have said,” Josephine leaned back in her chair, her fingers interlaced in front of her, her fingernails lightly tapping the back of her hand. “However, this sketch is very attractive, and the person who drew it, Levi Strauss-Istyl Richard… is practically pointing his finger at me and telling me that times have changed and it’s time to take sides.”

"A terrible man."

“Is that so…then I’ll have to trouble you,” El said, letting out a sigh of relief.

“El-Chonno, I have a question, of course, this is just a digression, just some random guess during my free time,” Josephine crossed her legs and narrowed her eyes slightly, “Do you think Li Yili… wants to… create a few gods in Instas?”

El was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

El slowly pushed open the door and went out. Josephine sat in the chair and remained silent for a long time before turning her head to look at the flame mural hanging on the wall behind her and letting out a long sigh.

"The only one... is truly terrifying."

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"Hey—Secretary Alma, has the handover work been completed?"

Alma paused, turned her head, and saw El standing there with his arms crossed, smiling brightly at her, under the sign of the Fire Elf Steelworks.

“Executive El…didn’t you finish your work a long time ago? Or are you worried that Minister Li Yili will blame you for unilaterally giving the benefits of the bill system to Austin, and you’re trying to stall here until Minister Li Yili isn’t at the Sheep Village Logistics Building?” Elma chuckled easily. “It’s quite surprising, Executive El, you have this side to you too.”

Elma paused for a moment, then shrugged. "That's really surprising. Secretary Elma, you don't actually think Minister Li Yili cares about that little bit of money in the bill system, do you?"

To be honest, I think he cares about it a lot.

“Minister Li Yili doesn’t care about the benefits of the bill system, but he doesn’t like to hand over the initiative to others,” Alma said, arms crossed. “Minister Li Yili has a better way to avoid the residents of Instas making wishes too frequently.”

“This is the best way to achieve Minister Li Yili’s goal,” El smiled calmly. “Secretary Elma, let me be frank, you… are an undercover agent, right?”

Alma's heart clenched painfully, but her expression remained unchanged.

"What a coincidence, I was just suspecting you were an undercover agent."

Elma narrowed her eyes slightly and then spread her hands. "Secretary Elma, I was just joking."

“That’s funny. So, was my joke funny?” Alma replied with a smile.

“So-so. It looks like an undercover agent being discovered, but a counterattack after being confident that the other side has no evidence,” El raised his index finger and thumb and pinched in Alma’s direction. “But I hope you understand one thing, Miss Alma: your assumptions about Minister Li Yili will always be one level lower, and this lower level will make all your actions move things in the direction that Minister Li Yili wants.”

"Really? I feel like you're overthinking things about Li Yili," Alma couldn't help but roll her eyes.

“Imagination? Secretary Alma, you’re right. There are many things that are so incredible that you can only barely understand them by imagining them,” Alma raised her hand and pointed to the Sea of ​​Dead, then paused and raised her arm again, pointing to the place where the Sea of ​​Dead met the sky. “In the beginning… we were in a lower position than humans.”

Alma was stunned. Something in her head seemed to have shattered, and something was seeping out along the cracks and permeating her thoughts.

"Miss Alma, would you like me to give you a ride?"

Al's polite smile as he turned and raised his right hand irritated Alma. "Thank you, but I won't trouble you any further, Executive Officer. Minister Li Yili has a lot of work to do for me."

"That's really something to be jealous of."

Under El's meaningful gaze, Elma left the Fire Elf Steelworks, feeling troubled. Standing at the crossroads, carrying her bag, she watched the passing residents of Instas. After hesitating for a while, she turned and got into a carriage. The carriage swayed and bumped along, quickly leaving the center of Instas behind.

We arrived near the Sea of ​​Dead Men.

Alma let out a soft breath and looked towards the towering lighthouse perched atop the cliff in the distance.

The best and fastest way to get the answer is to ask the person who set the question directly.

Alma took several deep breaths to calm herself down, then took out a small mirror to fix her hair. When she felt it was about right, Alma glanced at her skirt, hesitated for a moment, then blushed and pulled the skirt up a few inches. Considering Li Yili's way of doing things and her ability to judge by sight, this should be the best way.

Arriving at the lighthouse, Alma raised her hand and rang the doorbell, took a step back, and straightened her body. Soon, footsteps came from behind the door.

Here it comes!

Alma pursed her lips; she could clearly feel someone watching her through the peephole in the door.

"Click—"

The lock turned, and the door slowly opened. Alma exhaled and opened her mouth, but before she could speak, she was stunned by the woman who appeared behind the door.

Putting aside her tall figure and appearance.

Sister... you only have a few pieces of cloth hanging on you?

Chapter 115 A Man Can't Say No!

"I'll go back..."

Li Yili, with uncanny sensitivity, shut her mouth, gently turned to the side and closed the door. There is something in this world called atmosphere. Atmosphere foreshadows many things. Those who can understand the atmosphere often become the center of an event, while those who cannot understand the atmosphere also become the center of an event. Of course, the treatment of the two is completely opposite.

One will become the protagonist, and the other will become the clown.

There are many kinds of atmospheres that need to be understood, but fortunately, the one he was presented with was one that he could recognize at a glance.

silence.

Thinking about it carefully, there are now two women in his house. Two women make a drama, and the relationship between these two women is not ordinary. If they were to start a cold war, his head would shake in two.

How about... we go out for the night?

Just as Li Yili was debating whether or not to run away, Valhou Yuan's voice came from the living room.

"Li Yili, you're back!"

Li Yili's lips twitched. After thinking for a while, he was about to speak with his suitcase on his back when he froze on the spot. The Valhou sisters, whose clothes probably didn't even add up to as many pieces of cloth as his pair of underwear, were on either side of him, raising their wine glasses to clink with the person sitting between them.

This is a scene that no man could refuse, but the person sitting between them held a wine glass in both hands, his pupils constantly dilating and contracting, looking just like a prisoner about to be hanged.

Li Yili immediately thought of the witnesses in Stephen Chow's movie "Hail the Judge," who were so frightened they thought they were going to die.

Upon seeing Li Yili appear, Alma was overjoyed and was about to stand up when Valhou Lei and Valhou Yuan each raised an arm and put it on Alma's shoulder. Alma immediately froze, not daring to even look at Li Yili.

“Li Yili, is this your new love interest? She’s not as pretty as me, and her chest is just so-so,” Valkyrie brazenly raised her elbow and bumped Alma’s chest. “Or do you prefer this kind of workplace play?”

"Well, um... Minister Li Yili and I... no, it's not that kind of relationship..." Alma cautiously explained, "We just have a normal, superior-subordinate relationship."

“Ah~ it’s not that stage yet,” Valkyrie Rei suddenly realized, raising her hand and waving it. “It’s okay, it’s okay. I used to think so too, but now I’m too lazy to hide it anymore and say we’re going to sleep in separate beds.”

"cough--"

Alma coughed heavily and looked at Li Yili with a pleading gaze, but Li Yili seemed to be blind, ignoring her gaze and turning to pick up the kettle to pour herself a glass of water.

“But don’t worry, Miss Alma, you’re just a secretary. He’ll only play around with you in the workplace. He won’t make you his permanent mistress,” Valkyrie raised her hand and patted her chest heavily.

"Don't talk like I'm some kind of scumbag who can't find his way around when he sees a woman," Li Yili rolled her eyes.

"do not you?"

"I'm only good at navigating to places like 'Beautiful Women' where I don't know the way," Li Yili said, shaking her water glass from side to side. "Secretary Alma, since you're here, is there some kind of problem with the submarine?"

“Yes, some of the more important steps,” Alma nodded immediately, then glanced around subtly, giving Li Yili a pleading look.

“I see,” Li Yili shrugged. “Then just tell me directly. There are no outsiders here.”

"Ah~ I'm really happy. It seems my status as a mistress has been confirmed," Valkyrie smiled.

Alma swallowed hard, her hand holding the wine glass trembling even more violently.

"You seem very nervous?" Li Yili raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t be nervous! I’m not nervous at all! What I want to ask is about controlling the submarine’s descent and re-entry,” Alma suddenly raised her voice. “According to your formula, Minister, it would require a considerable amount of stable power to expel the water from the compartment at the depths we can reach now.”

Li Yili took a sip of water and gestured to Alma to continue.

As Alma began to get down to business, Valhae Rei and Tobi also moved away with little interest. Although they were still sitting next to Alma, Alma felt much less pressure in every sense of the word.

"

"With the Fire Spirits' manufacturing capabilities and connections, they could indeed produce a mechanism and steam engine capable of theoretically generating power. However, Minister, the rafting submarine you designed is too small. It's insufficient to accommodate the steam engines and power units we can manufacture. To meet the requirements, it would need to be at least two to three times larger."

“But in return, the water displacement will also increase, and the power requirements will be further increased,” Li Yili picked up the cup that was still half full and shook it at Alma. “With the level of the Fire Spirits, it is difficult to manufacture that level of steam engine in a short time. Only Millennium has that capability. But going back and forth like this may take more than half a year. I don’t want to wait that long.”

"Half a year...isn't that normal?" Alma couldn't help but complain. "Even if you don't want to wait that long, you still need to have a stable enough power output device. And have you considered the safety measures? That's a sea of ​​dead people. You and Sieg are just ordinary people. Half a year is already short enough. Normally, it would take at least three years to complete your submarine."

Alma paused for a moment and then added a sentence.

"Completing it within a week is not scientifically sound at all."

“Secretary Alma, you’re right. I’ve always believed in the theory that whether it’s traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, as long as it can save lives, it’s a good medicine. Saving lives requires a combination of Chinese and Western medicine, and the development of both arts and sports.”

"Huh?" Alma tilted her head, her face full of greeting.

"At this point, we shouldn't rely on the power provided by machines!" Li Yili raised her hand and waved it forcefully. "We must use human power! Human power is the only thing that cannot be measured! Human power always produces unexpected results beyond calculation!"

Alma blinked, then her eyes widened. "You want to manually drain that water out?!"

Of course, the theory does work. The reason why people need machines is that their own strength cannot meet their actual needs. As long as people put in enough effort, machines are nothing more than that.

"Are you... sure you can do it?" Alma looked Li Yili up and down, cautiously probing without any intention of insulting her.

Li Yili's face gradually darkened, and she remained silent.

"Pfft—" Valkyrie couldn't help but burst out laughing.

A real man should never say no, but a real man should face reality decisively.

"Ordinary people certainly can't do it, but can those favored by the gods do it?"

Chapter 116 I Made You Wash All the Dishes

The term "favored by God" is like a judge's gavel, sweeping away all words like "impossible," "cannot do," and "barely possible," transforming them into a world where anything is possible.

Only incredible forces can solve incredible problems.

Those favored by the gods represent this kind of power.

Alma fell silent.

The larger the submarine, the greater the demand for stable propulsion. However, the size and weight of steam engines are inherent limitations. To achieve the displacement required for surfacing, the submarine must be large enough, which leads to a dilemma—

The power is insufficient!