Mechanical Doctor

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“Come on! Cheers!”

“Cheers!”

After confirming that Manolin was indeed the director of a department in Gran City, Bolton and his friends were less worried.

Especially after a marine remembered that he had accidentally seen a newspaper about Manolin before, Bolton and his friends were really relieved.

However, a sentence said by the marine who had read the information about Manolin made Manolin very unhappy.

“You are the emerging weapons tycoon reported in the newspaper some time ago!”

Hearing this, Manolin wanted to ask the marine what newspaper he was reading.

He wanted to give the guy who wrote the newspaper a few slaps in the face.

What weapons tycoon?

In order to promote his reputation as a doctor, Manolin had given money to newspapers of all sizes. How could there be a newspaper that took money but did not do anything?

…

Late at night.

The banquet was over.

Although there were some episodes at the banquet, overall, everyone was still very happy.

Especially for Bolton and his men, they thought something was going to happen, but it turned out to be a false alarm, and they also had a feast of deep-sea giant squid meat and a good wine.

For Bolton and his men, although they were in the navy and close to the water, they had few opportunities to eat the meat of deep-sea monsters, not to mention that they drank a lot of good wine.

Just as they were staggeringly supported by the security team back to their own ship, they were greeted by a pair of resentful eyes.

During the day, Manolin used mechanical tentacles to fix the warship because he was afraid that the warship would be carried away by the ocean current or collide with the fortress.

This behavior scared the soldiers who were still on the warship.

Facing such a huge monster as the fortress, these guys had no intention of showing their heads at all, and they all hid in the cabin.

Originally, when these people saw the fortress "taking action", they thought that Bolton and others were caught, and they were going to pick up their weapons and fight the fortress.

If it weren't for the temporary commander of the warship, First Mate Ogden, who saw that the fortress had stopped moving and felt that something was wrong, these guys would have been ready to rush in.

Finally, after the discussion of the first mate, chief engineer, boatswain and others on the ship, they decided to temporarily hold back.

After all, the gap in strength between the two sides is very large, and the other side's attitude is unclear. If they act rashly at this time, it may make things worse.

So these people waited and waited in the cabin...waited and waited, and the result they waited for was a bunch of drunkards.

After learning from the security team members who sent these drunkards over that their captain and his party not only did not encounter battles and dangers, but also had a feast of deep-sea giant squid meat, these people's anger was almost unbearable.

They huddled in the cabin of the warship in fear and ate cold emergency food (for fear that the smoke would attract the attention of the fortress), while these guys ate roasted giant beast meat and drank fine wine.

No one could bear this situation.

If it weren't for the remaining rationality of these people reminding them that most of these drunkards were officers who couldn't be beaten, they would have been unable to hold back.

Ordinary marines naturally didn't dare to beat officers, after all, it was a serious crime of rebellion.

But the officers who stayed on the ship could do it.

The chief engineer dragged the deputy chief engineer's leg and dragged him into the cabin.

And the first mate didn't hesitate to take the second and third mates away one by one.

Seeing this scene, ordinary marines whistled and looked around, pretending not to see anything.

As for the captain, the highest officer on the ship.

Everyone completely ignored him. He was the same as he was when he was sent back.

No one wanted to send him back to the captain's room.

...

The next day.

On the warship next to the fortress.

Bolton, who had enjoyed a night of "the sky as a blanket and the ground as a bed", woke up from his sleep.

Although [Prophet] is not a profession that can enhance physical fitness, as a mid-level professional, sleeping on the deck for a night is not a big problem - except for being "bombed" by a few seagulls.

Now Bolton's image is quite indecent.

The navy uniform that was barely acceptable before became unrecognizable because of yesterday's banquet and a night of rubbing.

And his most precious hairstyle became like a chicken coop after a night of baptism by the sea breeze.

"Huh? Why is your face swollen, Lev?"

On the way back to the captain's room to change clothes and wash up, Bolton met the second mate whose head was swollen like a pig's head.

"I don't know."

"I was like this when I woke up this morning."

"Am I allergic to deep-sea giant squid?"

Bolton carefully observed the second mate's "big pig head".

"No, I think this injury looks like someone hit him."

At this moment, the deputy engineerThe chief limped over.

"What happened to you?"

Looking at the deputy chief engineer's walking posture, Burton asked.

The deputy chief engineer sat on the chair with a grin, and then said:

"Hey! Don't mention it. I woke up this morning with pain all over my body, especially this leg. I feel that there should be a bone fracture. I'm going to the infirmary to check it out."

"It's just right that I'm going too. We can go together."

"Big Pighead" was a little slurred because his face was so swollen.

"Then you go ahead. I'll change my clothes and wash my face and then go to see you."

"Okay."

...

After Burton took care of himself, he came to the infirmary as agreed.

At this time, there were three patients in the infirmary. In addition to the second mate and the deputy chief engineer, there was also a third mate with a slightly smaller "pig head" applying ointment there.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

"Doctor, please be gentler!"

The smiling military doctor replied:

"It can't be gentler. If you don't rub the medicine into the skin, the effect of the medicine will not be exerted at all."

After several people took turns to apply the medicine, everyone talked about what happened last night.

The third mate, who was the least injured among the three, spoke up.

"Didn't we go to Mr. Manolin's banquet yesterday?"

"As a result, we forgot to tell the people who stayed on the warship..."

"..."

After hearing the third mate's retelling of what happened, several people looked at each other in surprise.

Just as everyone was looking at each other awkwardly, the second mate looked at the third mate whose face was less swollen than his and said:

"That's not right. We were both beaten by the first mate. How come his injury is so much lighter than mine."

The second mate pointed to his face and the third mate's face and said.

"Actually, I wasn't too drunk, so I begged for mercy from the first mate when he was dealing with us."

"Okay, let's talk about this later. You guys should notify the officers on the warship to hold a meeting later."

Bolton interrupted their chat.

"The arrival of the [Pterosaur] this time may cause turmoil in the Siren Islands."

"So let's hold a meeting to predict the future situation."

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