After the authorization document was signed, the diplomatic personnel, who were also at the research station, arrived late.
"President, we heard that the cooperation agreement has already been signed?"
The head of the diplomatic team stared in disbelief at the authorization letter in Zhang Tianyuan's hand.
Their main task in being sent here was to help Zhang Tianyuan with diplomatic negotiations, but unexpectedly, Zhang Tianyuan and Otis finished their "talks" as soon as they met.
"It's alright, it's all signed. Everyone can go home now. Don't worry about that group anymore." Zhang Tianyuan waved his hand.
The head of the diplomatic team hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
Zhang Tianyuan explained, "From the moment I learned of their evacuation time, I knew there was no need to take these negotiations seriously."
"Once we help them restore their country, as long as we expose their escape and survival in Antarctica, they will inevitably face public scrutiny. Therefore, we don't need to worry too much about their feelings."
People like Otis can be used as tools; once they're done, they can be discarded. Zhang Tianyuan will hand over this group of people to the surviving citizens of their own country for trial.
These people will definitely not have a good ending.
Not all those who have survived the apocalypse are saints.
Abolish the death penalty?
They're lucky they weren't iron virgins.
Upon hearing this plan, the head of the diplomatic team fell silent.
After witnessing the tragic state of the Legend World, no one could forgive Otis and his ilk, and this punishment was exactly what he wanted to do.
He approached Ottoman simply out of habit, out of concern that if he treated Otis this way, Ottoman might use his pre-apocalyptic identity to cause trouble later.
Now that he heard that Zhang Tianyuan had even made arrangements for the miserable future of people like Otis, he naturally had no objections.
Because these people have lost their diplomatic value.
"That's settled then. Don't give Otis and the others any special treatment. Just lock them up together. I'll take them back to No. 1 Spacetime for questioning later."
Soon, under Zhang Tianyuan's orders, Otis and the others were herded into a large room and placed under guard.
No matter what they asked, the armed soldiers guarding outside would not answer a single question.
The unease caused by the cold violence lingered in the hearts of Otis and the others until the afternoon. The landing craft had finished transporting all the people and supplies from Liu Chunshi's side, and only then did the mission end at Palmer Station.
Otis and his group will still be able to get a spot in the first batch of boarding.
Leaving this place, which felt like hell to them, made Otis feel much more relaxed.
at the same time.
After everyone had boarded the research vessel and been assigned rooms, Liu Chunshi and his group felt that something was amiss.
Do we have this Antarctica research vessel in China?
Liu Chunshi still remembers the ship's name he saw before boarding— Ice Dragon.
There is a research vessel in China with a similar name, called Ice Phoenix.
However, there is absolutely no research vessel named Ice Dragon.
As the station manager of No. 1 Station, he couldn't possibly have misremembered this.
"Perhaps it's another research vessel that changed its name, maybe it's the former Ice Phoenix?"
"Absolutely impossible. The Ice Dragon's structure is completely different from the Ice Phoenix's; the locations of all the rooms don't match up..."
"I also feel this ship is really strange..."
Not only Liu Chunshi, but all the other members of No. 1 Station were gathered in the restaurant of the Ice Dragon, discussing among themselves. After boarding the ship, everyone felt a strange sense of unease.
"Is this all a dream?" someone joked suddenly. "Are we actually freezing to death in Antarctica, and this is causing a collective hallucination?"
"Impossible!"
Despite their firm denial, everyone still felt uneasy.
"I'm going to the restroom." Liu Chunshi, who never watches horror movies, left the group and went to the restroom to wash his hands. Suddenly, he noticed a sign on the wall next to him:
[ Wen's Hygiene Standard have been met today]
???
What standard is this?
How come he's never heard of it?
As Liu Chunshi left with these questions in mind, he encountered a cleaning lady and casually asked her about the standards.
"That's Mr. Wen Ming, the person who proposed the first hygiene standards in China right after the founding of the nation..."
Listening to his aunt's words, Liu Chunshi quietly clenched his hands inside his coat sleeve; his palms were sweaty!
He was absolutely certain that no one in China named Wen Ming had ever proposed what he called the first national hygiene standard...
What's going on?
After asking this woman, Liu Chunshi immediately asked the next person.
Furthermore, I learned that Wen Ming not only made significant achievements in health and medicine, but also made great contributions to other scientific fields. He is one of the most well-known figures in China, and articles about him appear in textbooks from elementary school to university.
Liu Chunshi was already sweating profusely.
He had absolutely no idea who this person was.
This is unreasonable!
When Liu Chunshi calmed down again, he looked at the ship's restaurant once more and finally realized that what he had just felt was wrong.
Where does this sense of harmony come from?
Although the restaurant uses Chinese characters, some subtle details in its decor are different from what they are used to seeing.
For example, these small items like anti-slip signs were styles they had never seen before.
All these small factors combined to create a style of decoration similar to that in China, yet it differed from their usual style in many subtle ways, which is why he felt that sense of incongruity.
Liu Chunshi didn't know what was going on. He walked up to a researcher, put on a calm smile, and tentatively started discussing Antarctica scientific expeditions with him.
However, the more they discussed it, the more stiff his smile became.
Because the information the other person said didn't match what he knew at all.
For example, the other party might say there's a Great Rift Valley in Antarctica Ace Glacier Great Rift, and what preparations are needed to explore it, and that they've already discovered something there...
Very professional.
But the problem is,
Liu Chunshi is absolutely certain that the so-called Ace Great Rift does not exist in Antarctica!
There were also no research findings derived from this location, as the other party claimed.
He's an Antarctica researcher; there's no way he wouldn't know that a great rift valley exists in Antarctica.
Is this some kind of supernatural being?!
This discovery unsettled Liu Chunshi, making him feel as if he were being dragged around by a horse.
Liu Chunshi decided to Open Heaven: "Who are you all? What are your missions?"
at the same time.
On the landing ship, Zhang Tianyuan had already led Otis and his group onto the vessel.
As soon as he boarded the ship, before he could even catch his breath, Otis was dragged back to his room and placed under strict surveillance with the others.
Outside in the corridor, soldiers stood guard at the door of every room.
Otis glanced at his fellow inmates, and he happened to remember that one of them was an intern secretary who knew a little Chinese.
Normally, someone of his status wouldn't have been entitled to be enslaved like him, but this gentleman was rather handsome...
"Hey, secretary, look at what I just signed!" Otis tossed two relief documents from his pocket.
The delicate-looking intern secretary timidly accepted the assignment and, following orders, began to attempt the translation:
"Parallel... spacetime..."
Suddenly, his eyes widened, filled with confusion:
"Emergency Humanitarian Rescue Authorization Letter from the Parallel Spacetime Mutual Aid Society?!"