Sir! Don't close the net!

Therefore, do not approach, not to test, and certainly not to try to understand.

"I'll count to three and fire at once!"

"One! Fire!"

"Boom boom boom—"

Breaking the silence of the assembly line rush hour is a series of deafening roars.

White waves of air surged from the coast and crashed into the abyss-like Dead Man's Sea, creating countless ripples that rose and overlapped above the abyss.

"Report—why did you open fire immediately?!"

Abu Jean raised his hand to ask a question.

With a twig dangling from her mouth, Li Yili raised her hand and waved it forcefully, "Men only need to remember one thing!"

El, who was standing to the side, was taken aback at first, then as if he had realized something, he took out his notebook and quickly started writing.

On the Mercury Queen ship at the dock, Jones leaned out and waved helplessly at Li Yili.

“Mr. Li Yili, this is disturbing the peace. It’s so early in the morning, I thought there was going to be a war.”

“Mr. Jones, this is the sound of cannons saluting the wheels of history, a moment of human progress. Mr. Jones, are you sure you want to miss it?” Li Yili took a branch and waved it at Jones.

No sooner had the words been spoken than the missile launched by the catapult crashed heavily to the ground.

“Mr. Li Yili, it seems history hasn’t moved forward today either,” Jones laughed gleefully.

"Really? I gave history a good kick in the butt today, and it jumped a notch up," Li Yili waved the branch in her hand nonchalantly. "Is Miss Heidi still in her slump?"

Jones's gloating smile froze. He turned to look in the direction of the captain's cabin, nervously gestured with his fingers towards Li Yili, and finally clasped his hands together and bowed, begging Li Yili not to kindly translate what he was gesturing for him.

"What a pity."

Li Yili turned her head to look at the Instas residents wearing Fire Elf Steelworks uniforms near the catapult.

It's the same old stuff: McCarthy, Joshua, Natasha, and others either easily win over clients or are good at setting the mood. Perhaps because they're used to being human batteries, even with absurd jobs like those on the ocean, they still complete their assigned tasks very naturally.

They are only responsible for supplying electricity; what the electricity is used for is none of their business, so they don't care.

That won't do; we have to make them care.

Li Yili raised a finger towards Abu Rang on the side.

Abu Jean immediately nodded and left, and soon a piercing whistle rang out from the shore.

"The next round of experiments will begin in ten minutes."

Ten minutes isn't a lot of time. If you're on the sixth floor, there's basically no chance of going to the shop on the first floor to buy snacks. But if you're just lounging on the balcony chatting and joking around, that's more than enough time.

This is the Dead Sea coast. Even if you sprint at full speed, ten minutes isn't enough to get to the nearest shop off the coast, let alone get a job. So, the residents of Instas have plenty of time to brag and joke around.

Fortunately, the residents of Instas hadn't lost their ability to gossip and chat in their spare time, just not as frequently. They knew enough to keep their free time occupied, and with so much free time they quickly ran out of things to talk about, they needed something new.

The sources of new topics are nothing more than word of mouth and new headlines in the newspaper. As long as we investigate the residents' preferences when they are chatting and gossiping, and then cater to their tastes, we can ensure the newspaper's sales. Furthermore, by controlling the content outside of the attractive headlines, we can let the residents know things that Austin does not intend for them to know.

The young of the black goat who successfully gained control of Guo Weiton was extremely adept at winning the trust of the people and laying their eggs in them.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and one small group after another dispersed and regrouped near the catapult, starting work according to instructions. Meanwhile, the cloud group of the black goat's cubs, who were mixed in with the small groups, quietly slipped away.

The information was compiled, organized, and finally reached Li Yili's ears.

“Minister, as before, the discussion is still about Austin and his friends’ gossip, but the frequency of mentions of Austin and his friends’ wealthy lifestyle has started to increase,” Abu Jean lowered his voice, “and I’ve also heard that the Fire Elf Steelworks is bringing up the mask factory issue from time to time.”

"As expected of someone of the ministerial level in the field of life and death, the speed at which he understands things is truly remarkable," Li Yili said with a meaningful smile, chin in hand.

No matter how honest and simple a person is, there is an insatiable greed in their heart. That greed is very humble, and can be suppressed by a few harmless threats, but it will take root and sprout wildly when you least expect it.

What drives this greedy outcome is the opportunity that is obtained, and the possibility of missing it.

Chapter Sixty-Four: We Shouldn't Be Underwater

Valkyrie put down her telescope and gazed at the Dead Coast, her brow furrowed. As one of the oldest Valkyries in Valhalla, she knew many things. She knew that the master mask maker was Bishop Azawi, and she also knew the true identity of the fire spirits.

But she didn't know why she was there. She didn't need to care about Bishop Azavet's experiments in Instas, nor did she need to stop the fire elves from using pollutants to refine metals in Instas.

If it weren't for Galarhorn's regular contact with her to report on the situation, she would most likely have thought that Galarhorn had decided to let her retire, a veteran cadre. Of course, if she were to retire, she would definitely not choose to retire in Instas.

Ultimately, she came to the conclusion that the Galar Horn was left to her to decide.

This is utterly irresponsible. It seems she has all the authority, but the situation she faces is based on tacitly allowing Bishop Azavet and the Fire Elves to do whatever they want in Instas, which is no different from telling her to do nothing at all.

But this is good too. We don't have to worry about small things, and we can handle the big things ourselves.

But what was happening in front of her now left her somewhat bewildered.

To avoid being discovered by the Sheep Village Logistics, she deliberately chose to monitor the situation on the coast from the tallest building in the city center. The Sheep Village Logistics had disrupted the balance of power that Instas had maintained for ten years. As the monitor representing the authority of the Galar Horn, she naturally had to find out what the Sheep Village Logistics was up to.

But after observing for several days, she came to only one conclusion: Yangcun Logistics was wasting money. This wasn't just an adjective; they were genuinely doing it. Every shot fired at the sea wall was money, and the result was that the money just floated away.

Valkyrie was conflicted.

This is a good sign. If the Sheep Village Logistics or the Black Goat's offspring intend to recreate the situation of Guoweidun in Instas, then when Austin falls and Bishop Azawi is forced out of Instas, that will be the time when Instas disappears. As the symbol of authority of the Galar Horn in Instas, she certainly cannot allow such a thing to happen.

After all, Bishop Azavet had at least promised that it was just an experiment and that he wouldn't destroy Instas. If Bishop Azavet broke his promise, Galar Horn had enough evidence to make him suffer heavy losses.

Now, it seems that the black goat's offspring are merely preparing a huge bottomless pit to achieve a cycle with the fire elves, thereby forcing Austin to leave Instas.

But Valkyrie was very uneasy, extremely uneasy, especially as the position of the ripples gradually rose. From looking down at it at the beginning, even now, standing this far away, on the top of the tallest building in Instas, she had to look up at the ripples.

This is a meaningless act, and the person who is performing this act should know it better than she does, but she cannot detect a trace of perfunctoriness or slackness in their actions. In fact, their thoughts are both rigorous and incredibly free and unrestrained. The person leading this experiment is full of anticipation and firmly believes that this experiment will take him to the surface of the sea.

Accompanying this seemingly meaningless yet gradually accomplishing behavior are subtle changes taking place among the residents of Instas.

What happens when all the steps are completed?

That was a situation she couldn't imagine, so she rejected the change from the bottom of her heart.

"How could something like that exist above the sea?"

As she watched the ripples constantly spreading across the walls of the Sea of ​​the Dead, Valkyrie murmured unconsciously. Just as she turned around, a faint splashing sound reached her ears. A chill ran down Valkyrie's spine, and she immediately raised her binoculars. In the ripples that resembled the entrance to an abyss, a sphere did not bounce off but crashed into the darkness and rose upwards at an extremely fast speed.

Above that, there was no longer deep darkness, but dazzling and strange starlight.

Valkyrie's expression was stiff. If she wasn't mistaken, another round was complete.

"Report—Unit 7's sphere is missing!"

Li Yili, who was sitting on a beach chair drinking a beverage, suddenly brightened up. She threw down her drink and quickly walked to Unit 7. Several Instas residents standing next to Unit 7 stood still, looking around anxiously.

Everyone's spheres were retrieved except theirs. Even Li Yili, the boss, rushed over. Logically speaking... they messed things up, but instead of being scolded, they were met with praise.

As the boss, Li Yili patted the shoulders of the Instas residents next to Unit 7. The Cloud Crowd of the Black Goat's cubs surrounded them, smiling brightly and clapping. The Instas residents of Unit 7 finally breathed a sigh of relief and scratched the back of their heads somewhat embarrassedly.

"Everyone—feel honored, we're one step closer to reaching the surface of the sea!"

Li Yili opened her arms and cheered.

The cloud followers of the black goat's cub immediately cheered in unison, and with their support, the other unsuspecting residents of Instas also joined in the cheering.

Amidst the atmosphere, a resident of Instasus, who was credited with the victory, tentatively raised his hand and asked a question.

"Excuse me, what does this have to do with the sea?"

"Good question."

Li Yili raised her hand and beckoned. El, who was already prepared, immediately raised his hand and patted it. Soon, several Yun people carried an empty fish tank to the front of the group. At Li Yili's signal, they poured seawater from the Dead Man's Sea into the fish tank in front of the residents of Instas.

Under the bewildered gaze of the Instas residents, Li Yili took the empty bottle from Abu Rang and tossed it into the fish tank.

The water bottle landed on the water with a splash, creating ripples, but it didn't sink.

The residents of Instas stared blankly at the water bottle floating above the ripples. They realized something, and their minds collided with some kind of barrier. As Li Yili's right hand fell towards the bottle, they began to have a clear understanding of what they had realized.

There is something in this world—

Li Yili's finger gently touched the glass bottle, pressing down little by little.

The water in the fish tank began to rise, quickly covering Li Yili's palm, while the water bottle was pressed to the bottom of the fish tank by Li Yili's fingers.

The residents of Instas held their breath.

Li Yili loosened her fingers, and the glass bottle quickly rose up. Accompanied by splashing water, the sight of the glass bottle breaking through the water's surface was imprinted in the eyes of every Instas resident present.

"That's called water displacement."

Li Yili shook the water droplets off her right hand.

"We shouldn't sink to the bottom of the water if we are."

Li Yili narrowed her eyes slightly.

"They must have been held underwater."

He seemed to hear the melody of Ips's percussion.

Chapter Sixty-Five: This is called the Mission Accomplished Bottle

No matter how unbelievable it may sound, science can always present facts that everyone has to acknowledge.

In the eyes of the Instadas, the Sea of ​​the Dead is the Sea of ​​the Dead, stretching straight to the sky. They cannot see the end of it, nor can they fly up to it, so they naturally believe that the so-called sea does not exist above it.

Li Yili doesn't have a way to get everyone to the surface of the sea for the time being, but she has ways to prove that the surface of the sea exists.

The simple water displacement experiment revealed the undeniable facts. To allow everyone to more intuitively experience the existence of water displacement, Li Yili quite readily allowed each Instas person present to personally feel the so-called water displacement.

With just a simple press, every Instassian was stunned into place as if they had encountered a miracle.

Li Yili also launched a wishing bottle business as a result.

"Write down your wishes and put them in a glass bottle, then we'll throw it into the Sea of ​​the Dead. Although we can't go to the surface of the sea right now, we can let our wishes go there first!"

Li Yili stood on the high platform with her arms outstretched.

A gust of wind blew by, but no one responded. This made the crowd of people who had raised their hands to applaud and cheer awkwardly lower their hands. They still had some emotional intelligence. If they had insisted on applauding and cheering in this situation, it would have only made Li Yili more embarrassed.

Li Yili raised her eyes and said casually in a perfunctory tone, as if reading aloud, "As long as you write your wish in a bottle and throw it into the Sea of ​​the Dead, when the wishing bottle reaches the surface of the Sea of ​​the Dead under the miraculous flow of water, your wish will come true."

“ohhh———”

"I want to participate! I want to participate!"

"Count me in!"

Li Yili raised her hand and beckoned, and Abu Rang, who was standing to the side, raised the megaphone in his hand with a solemn expression as if handing over a holy sword.

Li Yili casually picked up the megaphone and continued to shout in a perfunctory tone, "In order to better suit the actual situation of every Instas resident, we will be launching several types of wishing bottles. The larger the displacement, the faster the speed to the sea. The number of wishing bottles that guarantee your wish will be granted is limited, so please make sure you seize the opportunity and don't miss it."