Unsinkable

Everyone came out to see what was going on. The boat had stopped and Wesley knew that water had entered the lower boiler room. The boat had lost its power and by now the captain would be getting the situation.

Wesley ignored the panic outside and continued to wait in silence. The room was filled with the smell of cigar smoke, and Wesley looked a little dispirited. Wesley did not think of himself as a good man or a bad man. He was a little special, but he was still an ordinary man, and the defenses in his heart were being destroyed.

Apple, on the other hand, continued to persuade Wesley. After all, Wesley's thoughts were in a mess. "If you save them, how are you going to save them?"

Wesley thought for a moment. "I can slow them down or destroy the iceberg?"

"Then the quality of the ship is very difficult to discover, and White Star Company may not find this problem. At that time, another ship of guests might die. Do you want to see it out of sight?"

"Well…" Wesley fell silent. He couldn't influence the problems of White Star, and they wouldn't listen to him.

"There's no need to make things so difficult for yourself. The Titanic is said to be unsinkable, but it still sank. In a sense, it didn't sink. It reappeared after a hundred years. It's also an alternative unsinkable." Wesley knew what Apple meant. He tried to relax.

"Let me experience silence for once." Wesley stood up with his cigar and looked out the window.

There was a series of knocks on the door, and Wesley opened it. This was the crew knocking on the door of one room after another. They asked the passengers to put on life jackets and go to the deck. Wesley took the life jacket and closed the door again after the crew left, and then continued to look out of the window.

The main ship was now in complete chaos. The Titanic had another fatal problem. There were not enough lifeboats at all, and some of the lifeboats only had a dozen or so people in them. This had nothing to do with human life. The first-class guests left first, and the third-class people were directly sealed off, knowing that they would be released last. The noise outside had nothing to do with Wesley. He was now ready to feel the sinking of the ship.

The hull began to tilt, and the things in the room slowly moved to one side and then completely piled up on one side. The sea was constantly invading all the places. Wesley put on his armor at this point, then lay down on the piled furniture and let the sea cover him.

The hull began to sink, and then there was a violent wave, and the hull broke, and then the front half of the hull went straight to the bottom of the sea, and the back half stood up and slowly sank. The upper part of the hull began to break up, and the rivets seemed to be a big problem. Wesley's room also broke up, and he did not feel the full sinking sensation.

"Elizabeth, scan the metal material and find me the precious metal."

"Yes, sir." Elizabeth began to carry out the order, and then marked the precious metal. Wesley directly started the thrusters and then began his sweep. This went on for more than half an hour, and only when he knew that the sea had returned to calm did he come to the surface.

More than 1,500 dead people were gathered here. Wesley found the body he needed through the tracker and put it in his body space. "Let's begin, Apple."

"Understood. Later, I will bring your soul into this body and store it. This way, it will be the same for the next few decades. You will only appear again when it is suitable."

Wesley nodded, and Apple went into action, pulling out the body again. Then Apple went into action, using the power of the space gem to wrap Wesley's soul around it and take it out of the body. Then it sank into the body and began to inject energy into the new body.

"Is this a reincarnation?" Wesley suddenly thought of a word.

"I guess so!"

"Does the soul match the body?" Wesley was soaking in the sea. The temperature here was low, but it was nothing to him. After all, he had the space gem to provide energy. However, the new body was so weak that Wesley was not used to it. He was even sick. He wanted to find an excuse to give up the plan.

"There's no such thing as a match problem. You're just not used to it. You'll get better after a long time." Apple's words made Wesley roll his eyes. There is also a time problem.

Wesley felt so awkward that he wanted to throw up. "No. Apple will simply abandon this plan and send my soul back."

"But how to solve the problem of age? Now I can't estimate how long you can live. Are you really not going home? Or do you want to go home in a different appearance?" Apple said.

Wesley quieted when he heard this. The importance of going home was self-evident. Wesley wanted to go home, and there was an accurate time to go back. Otherwise, going back would be meaningless. The difficulty was obvious. He needed to stay here for a long time.

"Now can you determine exactly which universe we are in?"

"No, we still need specific things to compare. The big things are the same. Now we need to see the specific characters. Maybe we can find Ancient One first. He has lived for hundreds of years."

"Yes, but what's the situation now?"

"Not bad. It didn't become a colony, but it ceded a lot of land to British India. If there are no changes here, it should be like this."

"Well, traffic is inconvenient. I'll try the Space Door when we get to the United States!" Wesley said.

Then he put away the armor. Inside was his own body, which he put directly into the internal space. Then Wesley began to swim. The lifeboat was rowed back, and they were looking for survivors. Because there were not enough lifeboats, they did not dare to approach when most of them were alive. That would inevitably be chaotic, and in the end, love would die together. Now that it was quiet here, they came back to see if anyone was alive.

"Hey, I'm still alive," Wesley shouted. The lifeboat crew approached him in surprise and pulled him up.

"You're actually fine?" A fat woman looked at him and asked.

"I've been swimming to keep my body temperature and I'm strong enough," Wesley said. At this time, there was the sound of a whistle in the distance. The lifeboat rowed over and Ruth was saved.

He had no interest in Ruth Wesley. To put it bluntly, this woman was a young woman who yearned for freedom and romance. She had taken a fancy to Jack, a young man with unique artistic talent. They had no problem begging for love in a short period of time. Jack could even sacrifice himself for love, but what if they lived together? Wesley was not optimistic about this. Perhaps the most beautiful moment was the most beautiful.