novelzi Chapter 836: Dreamland
Chapter 836: Dreamland
Chapter 836: Dreamland
The Foundation's backup and restore plan had failed, but Charles's affairs in the Southern Seas were far from over.
The Foundation's nautical charts were proving handy.
The colossal ship-cum-island Sottom was like Death's steed as it jumped across the Sea of Mist. At each stop, warships from Sottom would descend into the sea and surround the Foundation's site like a pack of sharks.
Valuable technological data, intact mechanical equipment, and useful resources from these sites were confiscated. Of course, the sites contained not only good things but bad things as well—the deformed clones of Foundation members.
Like Feuerbach, many clones survived 004's influence. They all appeared weak, but they had to be eliminated now lest they reared their ugly heads later on.
The clones could barely move their weakened figures, but they all seemed determined to counterattack using the fighter jets of the Foundation. Unfortunately, they were quickly disposed of by Charles' men.
Clearing the entire Sea of Mist of the Foundation's clones would take a considerable amount of time, but Charles was not in a hurry. His arm was under the fingernail of a god, and there hadn't been any traces of that god, so the best thing that he could do was wait.
A Foundation site was in the middle of being cleared out of clones in the dim seawater. Sottom was docked next to the island, allowing the expedition team to carry out their job of eliminating the clones and looting the Foundation site.
Charles wasn't on the site. He was their leader, so his subordinates were the ones handling the real work. Besides, it was already evening, and he needed to rest. He was a governor rather than a ship captain, so there was no need for him to stay up late.
The patrol duties that he usually did on board the Narwhale were carried out by his subordinates.
134's residence was smack right in the middle of the ship-cum-island Sottom, and Charles had decided to take it as his temporary residence. At this moment, Charles was sleeping inside 134's simple-looking bedroom.
He was taking deep and steady breaths; clearly, he was fast asleep.
In the corridor outside, Anna clad in a purple dress was walking barefoot on the soft carpet, skipping her way toward Charles' bedroom.
Clearly, she was in a great mood, and it was evidenced by the fact that she was humming a tune with a bright face. Sometimes, she'd even burst out into a chuckle for no apparent reason.
Anna stopped in front of Charles' bedroom. Rather than opening the door, she raised her hand, and the wall—adorned with a peel-and-stick wallpaper—split open as if it were a curtain.
Anna slipped in gracefully, and the wall closed up again as if it had never inexplicably split open in the first place.
Charles' eyes moved rapidly as if he was going to wake up at any moment now. At the sight, Anna stepped forward and cupped Charles' face with her fair hands.
In an instant, Charles' tense figure settled down.
"It's been so many days since we saw each other, my man. Did you miss me?" Anna asked, gently pressing her face against Charles' face.
She was inside Charles' sea of consciousness. Anna looked around briefly before bending her knees and jumping into the air, diving into the mist down below. The mist churned, and in just a brief three seconds, they condensed into a television, sofa, and dining table made out of glass.
The mist had transformed into Charles' former home.
The white mist also condensed into his family members—his sister, his parents, and of course, a teenager Gao Zhiming. The teenager Gao Zhiming looked so innocent, and it was a side of Charles that Anna had never seen before.
The family were having breakfast, and the two siblings were arguing over who'd eat the slightly burnt fried egg.
"My dear brother, did you know that eating a burnt egg can increase your chance of getting cancer? With that in mind, just let me have it."
"Don't bother trying that nonsense with me. I let you have the egg last week, so this egg is mine today!"
Their mother was drinking porridge on the side, and she looked like she was having a headache as she chimed in, "You two are already so old now, so why are you acting like children?
"Are you two going to get sick if you don't argue about anything or something? There are still more eggs on the plate, and aren't they the same egg?"
"No, they're not the same! This egg is a bit more burnt, so it tastes better!"
Eventually, the farce concluded with the fried egg getting split in half. It was a hearty breakfast overall, and once they were done, the two picked up their things and walked toward the door.
The two siblings were no longer arguing; they were busy looking down at the phone in their hands. Soon, they exited their residential block, but they were still quiet. Despite the silence, however, the two continued on following each other.
The white mist condensed more sights as they proceeded down the street, while the residential block behind the two siblings transformed into a white mist.
Anna circled around the periphery of the scene, staring quietly at the handsome young man inside of it. Anna looked amused as if she were watching a play.
Gao Zhiming and Gao Suling soon made their way to the bus stop, and they patiently waited for the bus while playing with their phones.
Just then, a student living nearby approached them.
The student was a freckle-faced bespectacled young man, and he punched Gao Zhiming on the shoulder, exclaiming, "Damn it, Old Gao! You actually stood me up, you punk! I waited for you all night at the internet cafe so that we could play games together, but you never showed up."
Gao Zhiming put down the phone in his hand and replied, "What the hell are you talking about? Didn't I text you? I told you that I'm going to be busy in the evening. Did you not receive my text?"
"Receive, my ass! Did you forget that the teacher confiscated my phone two days ago? I still don't know what to do about that."