Chapter 584

Jake was practically worshipping the ground Stella walked on for her

"extraordinary abilities." "Stella, why don't we go scouting for oil reserves in other countries? Maybe we can strike it lucky again."

"Think it's that easy to strike gold?" Amelia rolled her eyes at him. "The lands sunk a decade ago. The oil's been sucked dry, buddy. We just got lucky this time."

Stella couldn't help but giggle. "If you guys thought of it, you can bet the brass at HQ are already on it."

The higher-ups had dispatched a fleet of submarines with a three-fold mission: first, to gauge the depths of the sunken Kindle Chests that were beyond salvage; second, to scout for undiscovered chests; and third, to secure any potential resources. Anything salvageable had to be reported back.

This plan would significantly cut down on the work for the special salvage team.

The initiative had been in motion for half a year, and it was likely nearing completion.

"Who needs oil when there are countless Kindle Chests waiting for Stella's touch?"

Stella was used to their reverence by now.

The mission wrapped up, and the crew headed back in their nuclear submarine.

They hadn't traveled far when alarms blared—a massive submarine was barreling toward them.

The other vessel approached with reckless speed, and had they not dodged in time, a head-on collision would have been imminent.

The crew bristled with tension. "Who the heck is looking for an early grave?"

They all had long lives ahead of them, thank you very much.

But after the other sub turned around, it charged back toward them.

This was getting under their skin.

Their submarine issued a warning and readied for attack.

Missile silos opened.

Just as they were locked and loaded, the other sub halted its advance.

It seemed to lose its nerve.

After a tense wait, the other vessel signaled for a surface meeting.

Well, that was cocky. Stella was curious to see who dared such bravado.

The two leviathan subs began their ascent...

Case closed, folks!

There aren't many with the gall to strut around in nuclear subs.

China!

What

on the surface, the Chinese crew said pompously, "What are

rabbits

about to coddle

over others, the Chinese delegation was visibly taken aback by the

their throats. "Did

"What oil?" Stella parried.

also after the oil and had the brains to approach Camelot, the oil nation. Not too

they were half

know their mission

or we won't be

do you plan to be

attack

"Don't tell us you're talking from a position of power. That

started

shoulder-launched missiles,

but laugh. "As

weapons, including something China

didn't have it, or if they did, it was far

base's equipment was legit or actually effective, that

the sight of the railgun turned the

Swindlers, all of them!

to sit down and talk from a

their question, "What are

aggressive now, but still with an edge of

to get home and had no time for

believe you." Such

it or not." They were all nuclear-armed; nobody was intimidating

"This

"On what grounds?"

through their

it—a mix of arrogance

they wouldn't dare start a fight, the

value had

and ordered them

our territory. Leave now, or

feigned deafness. "What's

"Please... leave immediately."

fun dredging the ocean floor.

up until they were well

China's snail pace, they'd never catch the end of a

Time to head home!

Chest that didn't fit earlier, along with a container collected from South Base

stuff they didn't

course, she swapped out the

been much quieter since his son's death. But

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