Roy held the rudder in his hand, looking at the vacant hatch door beside him with uneasiness. The old captain rushed out to argue with his compatriots for a while.

Why haven't you come back for so long? There will be no conflict?

On a table behind him, the second mate, who was also white-haired, was whispering to talk about the atmosphere in a low voice, and the atmosphere in the cockpit was a bit weird.

"Touch!" With a loud bang, the door was pushed open from outside in an instant, and the captain of the Narwhal, Roger, walked in from outside in anger.

"Old guy, how are you discussing? Have you convinced those laymen to turn on AIS again?" asked the first mate on the ship.

"Do you see my face that seems to be a negotiation? Humph! These guys actually said that this is his rule and must be followed. It's crazy."

"I've been driving a boat for so many years, and I've never heard of such a request. If I had known that these guys would do such a thing, I wouldn't agree to it!"

Although AIS was born in the 1990s and not long after it is now, in such a short time, its appearance greatly reduced the accident rate of sea ships and the trek rate of ships. As long as it was driven, almost no one would reject the equipment, but Roger encountered one.

"What should I do? Why not report it directly to the coast guard. It is mandatory to install and open AIS for ships over 500 tons."

Roger glared at the person who said that, "You want to report your employer, you are so smart. If you can come up with such a good idea, the president should step down and let you be the one."

"Then you have to think of a solution,"

Roger reached out to touch the shiny dashboard next to him, his eyes full of reluctance, "What else can I do? Let's open it like this first. At most, we can focus on it more harder and wait for a while before I figure out a way to see if it makes sense to them."

At such an age, Roger had already seen through the world. His heart had long been smoothed out by the waves. Some of the things that happened at sea were not completely legal. Compared to closing AIS, this was simply a small problem.

The reason why he was so angry was not about this, but about feeling that the other party challenged his authority in matters like sailing.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at the clock on the wall, and then asked Roy, who was in charge of the helm, "It's already this time, why are you still on duty?"

"They have come, but I think the current condition is OK. Let them come and hand over the next shift."

"What are you saying? You show off this thing? I tell you that everything on the boat must be done according to the system. The work and rest time of each helmsman must be stable, and you must not take the helm with fatigue!"

"Call now and notify the person who handed over here! If you want this to happen to me in the future, I will deduct your salary directly!"

Roy, who had touched the helm for a long time, was still unfulfilled and was knocked out of the cab. The helmman controlled everyone's fate. He liked this feeling of giving to the Ftanics, which made him feel that he was important.

Perhaps the more you pay for religion, the greater the possibility that your dead daughter will be resurrected.

Following the narrow steel staircase, Roy walked towards his residence while summarizing what he had done when he was working.

Such a huge ocean cruise capacity is amazing, and it is enough to allocate a private room for every Ftan believer. Roy soon came to his own small compartment of nearly five square meters. Although it was not big, it was at least independent.

For a period of time, Roy did his job seriously, and was on time every day of prayer, actively involved in everything. He could even be said to be the most dedicated person on the entire ship.

"Woooooooooooooooooo~" The whistle sounded throughout the sky, and the Narwhale drilled through the sea slowly. Now it has entered the deep sea. Bin some books about ocean knowledge, and he sat in a chair fixed on the ground and read it attentively.

That was the first mate's work knowledge point. He was not willing to be just a small helmman. He wanted to contribute more.

Roy was very impressed and kept seeing it late at night. When everyone except the night shift fell asleep, the book in his hand finally turned to the last page, and a mirror was placed inside that page.

Roy's expression and expression in the mirror slowly began to change. He was back. After lurking for so long, he finally started to act.

Any organization is the most dangerous time when it first joined, and you must not take action at that time. Fortunately, you have been lurking for a long time, and now it is the best time to take action.

He reached out and pulled the wooden statuette that was glued to the table and put it directly into his pocket. Then Roy began to plan the route he was going.

After a long time, the door opened and Roy walked outside without changing his face. He walked forward according to the route he had already planned in his heart.

His speed was neither slow nor fast, and he seemed very calm. During the lurking time, he had already figured out the action routes of Anna's residence and other night shift members, which was why he chose this time period to take action.

No one noticed it, Roy came to a grocery house. The third floor of this place was Anna's residence. Here, using this controllable project in his hand is the best place.

Of course, in order to prevent himself from being discovered by emergencies, Roy has already made second-hand preparations.

He opened the door of the cabinet, reached out and took out a bottle of wine hidden secretly inside, grabbed a cup of brown liquid with the bottle cap, and sniffed a little, with a very comfortable expression on his face.

Roy narrowed his right hand quietly into his pocket.

"Let me think about it carefully. What are the events of A2 spiritual training in the original A2?"

Just as Roy focused all his attention on his hands, everything around him was instantly eroded by darkness. At this moment, he seemed to have another perspective, clearly seeing the colorful fog balls in the darkness around him, all dreams of others.

According to the plan that had been planned, Roy accurately found Anna's dream and went in.

When he came to his senses again, he found himself in the interior of an old cabin, with the lights around him flickering and some teachers crawling around from time to time.

"Where is this?" Roy asked subconsciously in his heart. According to common sense, everything in a dream should be something its owner has experienced.
Chapter completed!