Ultraman in the world of grams

Three days later...

The few people who were originally happy to return to the submarine gradually lost their original interest during the boring voyage.

Even the food purchased is aimed at long-term preservation, such as local cured meat and some flavored pancakes.But as for fruits and the like, don't even think about it.

No matter how delicious the bacon was, they couldn't bear it even after three days.

Due to the long-term floating on the sea, the bottom of the sea is pitch black, and nothing can be seen, only the searchlights in front can see a little light clearly.

Several people fell into anxiety again.

The current popular baseball activity in the United States is basically out of the question in this small space.

As for movies and the like, there is no entertainment equipment in this military submarine.

Captain Linden was driving the submarine, and the other three Mengxin put their heads on the table decadently, looked up at the sky, counted the sheep in boredom, slept when they were sleepy, and ate when they were hungry.

Such is their dull underwater life.

Inexplicably, they missed the happy life on the Hydra back then.

Not only fresh and delicious food is served every day, but also a large luxurious swimming pool, various entertainment activities, exclusive movie venues, chess and card rooms, and smoking and drinking.

However, there was nothing inside this small military submarine.

Sure enough, you will only appreciate everything if you lose it.

"Let's play cards."

Ellis tried to liven up the atmosphere, trying to make the submarine less lifeless.

"I do not know……"

Wilson spoke slowly.

The playing cards popular in this era are basically the same as those of later generations, and they are a worldwide paper tool.

However, the gameplay is very different.

A certain person can only play Doudizhu, and that was learned when he was a child watching a group of elders in the village gamble.

But he can't fight the landlord with the two Americans, it's too ridiculous.

There are some related pictures in his human memory, but they are all fragmented, and the specific gameplay can't be seen. He really doesn't know anything about the gameplay here.

Drom's database should not store those human pastimes.

Moreover, if he plays cards with other people, isn't that tantamount to bullying?
Even if he doesn't use Zhuomu to scan other people's cards, he can still sense it.And even if he doesn't cheat, he still has such a super artificial intelligence here, how to play cards is the best way, and how other people want to play can be calculated clearly.

How is this still playing?
Of course, cheating in card games is really bad and needs to be resisted.

"Well..." Ellis pondered for a moment, "How about I teach you how to play?"

"Forget it." Wilson shook his head, "It will be my turn to change the captain's shift in a while, let's wait for the next time."

"Okay." Alice nodded regretfully.

"I didn't expect that you wouldn't be able to."

The geologist suddenly interrupted and laughed, "I thought you were very good at many things. Not only are you an expert in ancient research, but you also know the history of that country on the other side of the ocean. You can also develop and even drive submarines."

Wilson knew that the other party was joking and teasing him. He twitched the corners of his mouth and complained pretending to be distressed, "Of course, I'm not God. How can I know everything."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other, and both showed tacit smiles.

Ellis stared suspiciously at the two of them, who were again saying something she didn't know.

After a while, Wilson stepped into the cockpit and changed shifts with Captain Linden.

After watching the captain leave, Wilson handed over the operating rights to the system familiarly, allowing the system to control the entire submarine.

In fact, if it is not worried about scaring the captain, relying on the almighty Zhuomu, it can actually be completely unmanned. Zhuomu's program can be imported into the submarine's control system, and then relying on electromagnetic waves, it can completely realize automatic driving.

That's how it is now, no need for Wilson's manual operation at all.

However, the captain is definitely not at ease in this way, leaving the life safety of the entire expedition team in the hands of artificial intelligence and even unknown existences. This really sounds a bit scary, so Wilson did not take the initiative to propose it.

As long as they maintain a relationship of mutual vigilance and even tacit understanding between each other, it is good.

"Zom, are you recording the course?"

Wilson watched the data on the blue light screen beating constantly, and curiously asked about his own system.

[Yes, by comparing the safe routes that humans have explored, and then based on the specific seabed topographical characteristics on the way, the safest and fastest route is screened and analyzed. 】

[And recorded the passing ocean landforms, seabed organisms, seawater temperature components, etc., and entered them into the system database. 】

Wilson couldn't help but be speechless.

As expected of a system produced by Hikari, this is a bit too conscientious.

"Have you found any special abnormal energy points?" Wilson asked routinely.

[There is no special discovery, but this piece of seawater contains thin pollution components. Although it has little impact on living things, it will more or less cause biological changes, especially in the deep sea, where the degree of pollution is more profound. 】

While talking, Zhuom also added some schematic diagrams, and the contaminated parts were marked in red.

This is a cross-section of the sea. The closer to the surface of the sea, the lighter the red, with only a few tiny spots of red, but the deeper the red, the deeper.

All the way to the deep sea, it seems that there are all red dots.

The facts are not too optimistic.

Wilson frowned slightly.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still a little terrified when he saw this schematic diagram. The shocking red color was like fresh blood spreading from the deep sea, so frightening and ferocious.

Although the degree of the red pollution was far inferior to those he had encountered before, it was incomparable to the pollution carried by Dagon, and it couldn't even cause human beings to mutate.

But this is a whole sea.

[According to the test, the pollution concentration in the sea area we passed was slightly slight in the past few days, but in front of us, although the pollution is only [-]% of the increase, it is still rising steadily. 】

[Perhaps ocean currents and even biological activities on the seabed will affect these data, but after comprehensive calculations, we can draw a conclusion...]

"We are gradually heading towards the source of pollution."

Wilson took the initiative to speak out the data analyzed and summarized by Zhuom.

On the diagram, the bright red is so dazzling. (End of chapter)