Chapter 95 The Taste of the Sea_1

Practicing horse stance on a ship is a bit tricky for them.

Logic watched the dozen or so Adventists on the deck, wobbling in their horse stances, and felt a bit like laughing.

For now, he could only use the horse stance to bluff them. He hadn't learned the ways of Cultivation himself, had not even seen it, and even if he had, he couldn't possibly teach them the real thing. The System had informed him that these people were spies for the Outer Domain Demons, otherwise known as Earth's extraterrestrial aides.

Fortunately, Logic didn't get seasick. Life on the ship could only be described as dull and boring. Although there was an Internet connection, it was very slow. Apart from uploading serialized novels and browsing through the silly comments of his readers, he couldn't do much else.

The ocean, oh, it's all water!

Nothing but the sea around, outside was the sea, inside was the sea, sea when you wake up in the morning, sea when you go to sleep at night. He knew the taste of the sea, from top to bottom, inside and out, almost pickled in it.

Mariners' high salaries are not without reason. They set to sea for several months, half a year before touching land again. If it were him staying at sea all the time, setting aside whether his mind could take it, his body wouldn't hold up either.

At that moment, a military satellite monitored the movements of the ships, transmitting these photos to major combat centers around the world.

The HK Lock-Eye satellite had a resolution of as high as 0.1 meters, representing the pinnacle of the "Lock-Eye" series. Through these photos, they could clearly see the activities of the people on the deck.

In the combat center located in Huaxia, Chang Weisi pointed to spy satellite images of the giant wheel and began to brief the senior military officers and experts attending the meeting about the situation:

"We have not yet alerted the Judgment Day Vessel. This giant ship is currently traveling legally through the Atlantic, along the West Indies. It has applied for permission to dock at a Spanish port to resupply."

"This presents an excellent opportunity for us to act. As the situation evolves, we may not get another chance like this. Right now, combat centers around the world are formulating action plans. These plans will be selected and determined by headquarters within ten hours. Our mission in this meeting is to discuss and finalize one to three viable plans to report to headquarters. Gentlemen, time is of the essence, we must work with the utmost efficiency."

"Comrades, everyone present at this meeting has a basic understanding of the current situation. To use Da Shi's words, we now have informational parity."

"The war between humans and the alien invaders has begun. Although it will be four and a half centuries before our descendants truly face the Trisolaran invaders from other stars, the ones we are fighting now are still human; however, essentially, these human traitors can also be regarded as enemies from outside Earth's civilization. We are facing such an enemy for the first time. The next combat objective is very clear, we need to seize the intercepted Trisolaran information on the 'Judgment Day', this information may be of vital importance to the survival of human civilization."

"Please note that all plans must ensure one thing: the safety of the Trisolaran information aboard Judgment Day and its capture."

Colonel Stanton looked at the group on the deck in the picture and couldn't help but ask:

"What are they doing?"

"Based on the photo analysis, they're practicing the horse stance, probably exercising."

"That's not important. The key is how we're going to act to successfully achieve our goal."

A Japan Self-Defense Forces officer said, "We believe the only likely successful action would be to rely on our reconnaissance personnel who are infiltrated inside the Judgment Day and are familiar with the location of the Trisolaran information storage, to control or transfer the storage devices before the operation."

Someone asked, "Surveillance and reconnaissance of the Judgment Day have always been the responsibility of the NATO Military Intelligence Agency and the CIA. Do we have such infiltrated agents?"

"No," said the NATO coordinator.

Ding Yi interjected, "Actually, we do."

Wang Miao and Da Shi simultaneously turned their heads to look at him, skeptical.

How is it you again?

Ding Yi pointed to Logic in the photo, who was clearly leading the group, "This is our undercover agent."

"It's not just you who want to protect Earth."

"Is he reliable?"

"Reliable, he's a Cultivator."

A Cultivator??

Everyone present wore a face full of question marks.

They didn't immediately doubt Ding Yi since Doctor Ding's previous treatment method for the prion disease had proven effective. If it wasn't for the secrecy of this incident, the state would have surely let him have a media spectacle, along with a medal and a banner of honor.

The crowd believed that Doctor Ding wouldn't shoot an arrow without a target.

The words coming from the famous physicist Doctor Ding created a strong sense of dissonance among them, a dissonance no less strange than Jesus falling in love with the Buddha.

Da Shi blurted out an expletive on the spot: "Damn, are there really immortals?"

"He's not yet an immortal, to be precise, he hasn't become an immortal. He's just a Cultivator who has just stepped onto the path of Cultivation," Ding Yi explained according to the System's script, and aside from Da Shi, others didn't disbelieve it; aliens existed, so why not the mythological immortals?

When the combat center confirmed Logic's identity and discovered he was a Tsinghua University professor, they were even more puzzled.

A professor who studied sociology first wrote a Cultivation novel called "Covering the Sky" and then proclaimed himself a cultivator and used this as a pretense to join the Adventists.

This was confirmed by Pan Han, who recalled Logic smashing his BMW, hence his vivid memory of the event.

Upon hearing this, the faces of everyone present undoubtedly carried an expression of seeing ghosts; to some extent, it was a bit far-fetched.

After confirming with Wang Miao that he was the undercover agent, the detailed battle plans began to be urgently discussed.

Two hours later, the plan was confirmed:

"The Cultivator" would provide inside support, deploy a frogman squad to infiltrate when the ship docks, take control of the computer server with real data, and then the military will strike in a raid. With cooperation from within and support from without, a double pincer attack will be executed.

Wang Miao stepped out of the combat center, thinking about Ding Yi's various mysterious maneuvers. If he was also a Cultivator, then everything made sense.

At this, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you also a Cultivator?"

"A Cultivator?" Ding Yi shook his head and smiled, "I'm no Cultivator. I'm just a scientist who studies fundamental physics and does part-time security work."

"Security?" Wang Miao was confused.

"Yes!"

"Defending the peace of Earth!" Ding Yi declared firmly.

The Judgment Day Vessel did not go to the Panama Canal to enjoy being sliced open but instead headed to the Port of Barcelona. The zither operation was nipped in the bud.

After receiving information from Logic, Qin Ming had ample reasons to believe that those restricted areas on the ship certainly hid the Adventists' secrets, possibly weapon technology transmitted by the Trisolarans, or perhaps something else that was definitely not good for humanity.