Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"That's great." Lancer nodded. The shipyard he had built was not a waste of money. The semi-charitable shipyard labor service allowed Lancer to pay less tax every year. "Didn't Max say he built a motor that could help us increase the power generation capacity?"

"It has been installed, but a new problem has arisen. We only have so many batteries. Even if we generate more power, it is still a waste. SOPII scratched his smooth face and said, "How about I replace it with a radar next time, Commander, so that it won't be wasted."

"No, we can use the electricity to light the lamp. Anyway, we really don't need it for the time being." Lanser rolled his eyes. It's not that he doubted the hand-rubbing strength of his big machine, but he really didn't need it now. What's the point of installing a military radar on a cargo ship, no matter whether it's an air search or a sea search? Can he reach them? Or are you SOPII planning to play a radar-guided artillery attack on Fei's mother? !

"Okay..." SOPII wilted.

"Why don't you give those two craft pistols you got last time as gifts? Nominally, we got them from the Middle East, but no one knows exactly where they came from, so there's naturally no way to talk about their value." Fei's mother suddenly mentioned this. This was something Lancer and his friends got from the other party's house after someone wanted to rob them, but they ended up killing them in the end.

A pair of flintlock pistols inlaid with gems and decorated with gold, and the name of the gunsmith was engraved on the gun body. John Christopher Peter seemed to be a very famous American gunsmith. Lancer joked that if he lost 40K, a fine legendary pistol, the power would be enough to kill a big demon with one shot!

Lancer had planned to make up a story and sell it at an auction house. After the two parties contacted each other, they were very contemptuous of Lancer's crude counterfeiting methods, but the pistol was still very exquisite after all, so they were willing to carry out some "research". Of course, all this could not be free, so in terms of commission, they put forward a "reasonable" request, which was a matter of proportion between the two parties.

Lancer said goodbye to this 70%-70% split, and he took his things and left. So even if the gun was thrown into his hands, only one of the two pistols was kept by Fei Ma.

"I think this pistol can be given to the Russians. They should be more worthy of investment." Lancer frowned. "According to the information we have collected now, the factions within the Ukrainian army have begun to split. The pro-Russian faction that originally controlled the army is about to lose power. It is definitely more practical to give them cash and bearer gift cards."

"so

That's right." Fei's mother nodded. Lanser was very thoughtful. To invest, the other party must have a certain value. Otherwise, it would be funny to waste the cost but get no decent output.

"This is the material statistics table, Commander, AR15 has completed the inventory." RO635 handed a form to Lancer. Their ship is not just a simple ship, but also their base, far away from New York. All support must rely on this ship, so all preparations must be as detailed as possible. Therefore, before each voyage, Lancer and his men are the busiest.

"AR15 went to do this." Lanser said with some surprise. After all, he hadn't seen her since he got up this morning. If she continued to disappear there in a while, Lanser might have to call her on the radio. He had never seen her so shy before, so Lanser had to show some concern.

"Because of being busy, AR15 didn't come over to say hello to you. Are you a little disappointed, Commander?" RO635 teased Lancer with a smile.

"You guy..." Lanser smiled and shook his head. "Anyway, all the paperwork should be completed within two hours. Can M4 do it?"

"One hour is enough." M1 suddenly interrupted, "Commander, why don't you go to the supermarket with Fei Ma to buy all the necessities you need? This way, the overall progress can be accelerated by 16%."

"Hmm?" Lanser, who was reading the information, nodded after hearing this. He knew that his girls would be able to handle these paperwork very well. If he and Fei Ma were to complete the purchase, it would indeed speed up the progress. "I need a copy of the information for the briefing. Is there anyone going with us?"

"We don't need so many people. AR15 and M16 can stay with me. RO635 and SOPII, you follow the commander. RO635, I will send you the briefing after it is completed, and you will be responsible for telling the commander." M4 made arrangements quickly. Springfield had to make some arrangements for his own shop, so he couldn't go with Lancer.

Clerical work is not too complicated for T-dolls, and some corresponding things that can be done on the Internet can basically be done in a short time. The only things left are a series of problems related to material replenishment and practical operations, which require some time for actual operations.

Generally speaking, these things can be handled by professional companies, but Lancer has its own shipyard, so these businesses are naturally the business of its own shipyard. Although it is too late to enter the dock to clean the bottom of the ship, Max has already dispatched manpower to empty the sewage tank in the past two days, and is currently pumping oil and water onto the ship.

"Okay." RO635 nodded, turned around and began to look for his equipment and car keys.

"Thank you for your hard work. I will be back as soon as possible." Seeing that M4 had almost assigned the tasks, Lancer nodded, took the key thrown by RO635, said hello to Springfield, and prepared to drive.

"SOPII, I've already given you the list." M4 glanced at SOPII, who was happily picking up some necessary equipment, and pressed his forehead helplessly, wondering if he should let M16 go, which would seem more reliable. "RO635, please pay more attention to the commander's safety."

"Okay!" After putting a 57 pistol of the same model as the commander into the holster under his ribs, RO635 put on his coat, nodded to M4, and followed the pace of Lancer and the others. Compared with the jumping SOPII, Knight Ji seemed much more calm and looked like a perfect bodyguard at first glance.

"Actually, you don't have to worry so much. Although the security in our area is definitely not as good as that in Manhattan, it's not too bad either." Fei's mother shook her head. "Besides, having a few gangsters here occasionally is a good way to spice up life, isn't it?"

"And you, Mama Fei, picked up a dozen wallets in the afternoon, right?" Lanser looked at Mama Fei who was touching her head with a helpless look in her eyes. It takes a lifetime to learn good things, but only one day to learn bad things. Since she discovered this kind of "side show", Mama Fei often went out without a wallet, as she could collect donations on the way. As a result, the nearby gangsters began to spread the legend that a female devil with black hair and golden eyes was hunting them.

The key thing that made Lanser speechless was that their statements seemed to be correct from all angles...

"This is also about eliminating violence and maintaining peace, isn't it?" Fei's mother smiled unusually brightly.

1-42 Procurement

"The streets are really becoming more and more unstable." As the breeze blew, Lancer keenly noticed that there seemed to be two slight gunshots in the distance. Lancer frowned, but the people on the street seemed to have gotten used to it. After all, this is New York. One or two gunshots, as long as the distance is far enough, will not prevent them from living their lives.

"Yes, because everyone knows that violence can bring everything they want, or keep it all. In the end, everyone began to indulge in the vortex of violence, and all of this began to deteriorate from the moment they chose to break their rights and responsibilities." RO635 said dimly. If there is anything that makes her feel most uncomfortable in America, it is that the police here seem to only target good people.

The commander was often asked to show his ID on the street, and then he would take out his high-level VIP card of the police union to show the other party, and the other party would basically smile and walk away.

"Because this is a very interesting vicious circle." Lanser sighed, "Except for a few areas that must be protected, other places are almost autonomous. Who knows, in a few years, HDD will be fully legal in this country."

"Huh? Isn't that almost the same as Roanapura?" Lancer's words made RO635 feel instinctively disgusted. RO635, who was named Knight Princess by Lancer almost maliciously, had a strong sense of justice, so she felt very disgusted after hearing Lancer's judgment.

"It's a problem of system design. Their electoral politics determines their politicians' personalities. As long as they are in charge today, who cares about tomorrow's character? People are also used to voting for whoever paints a bigger pie and gives more benefits." Lanser steered the car into the parking lot of a large supermarket. "This naturally applies to both sides, so in the end it becomes a competition, and the normal welfare blank checks will soon run out, and then these outrageous things will be given the names of 'increasing jobs', 'increasing urban income', 'paying attention to the rights of minorities' and other bullshit names..."

"If it really reaches this point, can this country still survive?" RO635 couldn't imagine that a country that legalized serious crimes could still exist?! The entire social order has collapsed, right?!

"Of course, there are people who risk their lives to sneak into America. Humans are interesting, aren't they?" Lancer laughed and touched his girl's smooth face. Lancer's eyes were full of smiles. "Everything is determined by the choices." After saying this, Lancer suddenly frowned. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it (just like some things you feel in a dream. Although you don't remember the specific plot of the dream when you wake up, you seem to want to do something the moment you wake up).

"Anyway, as long as we enjoy shopping today, that's all." Lanser said with a smile. The American lifestyle is very industrialized. They are used to going to large supermarkets every few days and filling their refrigerators. Lanser is also very used to this kind of life. If there is anything to say, it may be because of the Springfield coffee shop, they will replenish it every few days, so the things are fresher.

After parking the car, several people started to walk into the supermarket. Compared with Chinese supermarkets, American supermarkets completely overwhelmed the supermarkets in their own country that flower growers were more familiar with in terms of the richness of goods, especially in terms of tools. They were quite rich. Unless they were some very professional tools, Walmart and Sam's Club had all the general stuff, even guns and bullets of various calibers. Yes, Walmart sold guns...

"Take the cart, let's go buy some medicine first." Lancer said quickly after entering the door, "Here's the Cuban order, RO, take a look at it." Lancer said with a smile.

"Aren't we already handing over the Cuban trade route to Kingpin and Negatives? Why do we have to make another trip?" SOPII quickly pulled out four shopping carts and divided them among everyone. Just then she heard Lancer's words and asked with a very happy smile on her face.

"Business is business, but when someone asks you for help, that's another matter." Lancer said with a smile. The Cubans also knew that Lancer was not a specialized drug dealer, so what they needed were some popular medicines. It's not that they couldn't get the medicine from the hospital where John and his friends had stayed when they were in trouble, but it was difficult to get the medicine. If Lancer could get some, it would be a very good supplement.

Lancer was willing to help, and the other party did not treat John and his friends differently because of their nationality (in fact, many Americans go to Cuba for medical treatment). When Lancer and his friends paid and left, the other party, upon learning that Lancer was a trader with his own ship, hoped that they could provide some relatively popular medicines as much as possible, without the need for prescriptions. So since Lancer was here today, he might as well just get some more supplies.

"Okay." RO635 nodded. These medicines will help many people. RO635 is very happy about this!

When they reached the counter, RO635 and SOPII only took a quick glance at the counter, confirmed which medicines they needed, and started to take them.

"Sir, why do you need so many medicines?" RO635 and SOPII's bold purchasing behavior naturally quickly attracted other people's attention, and a shopping guide came over and asked.

"Captain Mr. Lancer, he wants more things and is preparing for his trip." Before Lancer could say anything, a manager came over and explained the situation in just two simple sentences. He then motioned to the shopping guide in front of him to go aside and not interfere with their big customers' shopping!

Because it was not the first time that Lanser and his friends had purchased things here, the other party was very clear about their purchasing power. Moreover, every time, the manager would hire a car to deliver the goods to Lanser and his friends. After all, the amount of Lanser and his friends' purchases at a time often exceeded six figures.

"It saves me a lot of trouble." Lanser said with a smile, "Is there anything on sale today?"

"Yes, toilet paper rolls, how many do you need?" the manager said with a smile.

"That won't buy much." Lanser shrugged.

Due to the special shopping habits of Americans, the quantity of each item in American supermarkets is very large. The big bag of toilet paper they sell can be used by Lanser for more than half a year.

"Well, it looks like you're not very interested. Maybe you could take a look at the beef that just arrived today. We can cut it for you and send it to the shipyard like we did last time." The manager continued, but at this time he heard someone calling him in his headset. The manager made a helpless gesture, indicating that he had some things to deal with.

"Go ahead and do your work. I can take care of it myself!" Lanser waved at the manager, signaling him not to worry and to go and do his work first.

"Okay! After you buy it, ask someone to find me. Just like before, I'll deliver it to you for free!" The manager said to Lanser with a smile, then turned around and his face quickly darkened! Someone actually came here to cause trouble?

"Commander, it seems that..." RO635 next to him seemed to want to say something, but Lancer shook his head. "This is his problem, right? He has to take care of everything, and he's easy to be disliked."

"Are you hinting at something?" Fei Ma pulled Lanser's ear. It was you who said things that were unpleasant. "Do you think we are meddling too much?"

"How can this be considered lenient?" Lanser smiled and kissed Fei's mother's cheek. "I'm just worried that you guys are not lenient enough, okay?"

"You passed!" A smile appeared on Fei's mother's face.

"Eh~ Commander is so shameless!" SOPII made a disgusted expression on the side, obviously teasing Lancer for being so philanthropic.

"You don't seem to agree." Lanser reached out to pinch Sopii's cheek.

"Pa!" SOPII hits decisively! Hum!

"Commander, the situation seems to have changed a little. They can't control the situation anymore." RO635 took the necessary medicines, but he had been listening to their communication. It was obvious that the matter of calling the manager over had turned from a little tricky to a troublesome one.

"Did anyone fire a gun?" Lanser hesitated. After all, he was in the middle of a large purchase and didn't want to be disturbed.

"No, but it seems to be about to..." RO635 was about to say what happened, but suddenly frowned. SOPII, who had just been jumping around Lancer to avoid Lancer's palm, came over and pulled Lancer and Fei Ma to hide behind a storage rack.

"Is it a zero-yuan purchase? That shouldn't be the case?" Looking at the few people who rushed past him shouting, Lan Se tilted his head, "They can't just think they can get away with it this way, right?" Lan Se squinted at the burly man running in front of him, frowned, and unexpectedly felt that he looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this big man before.

"Let's go and take a look?" Seeing Lancer's frown, Fei Ma glanced around and saw that it didn't look like the boxing gloves were aimed at her unlucky guy, so she simply suggested going over to take a look.

"Let's go and have a look. Maybe we can run into a skilled fighter like John." RO635 also supported Lansher to go and have a look, because she noticed that the big guy who ran over was obviously very careful to avoid people, and even turned back to avoid a few children.

"I am indeed a little curious." Lanser nodded and walked towards the direction of the noisy crowd.

"Commander, you are always the soft-hearted one. If we were not here, John and his men would not have been good people."

"But like the commander said, if they don't want to be good people, they won't be given the chance."

"That makes sense."

1-43 "Sandman" Marco

"Mr. Lancer?" The supermarket manager and a dozen security guards cornered the burly man. The group of people looked at the man in front of them seriously. The burly man almost succeeded in stealing the cash safe from them. He chose a good time, which was when most cashiers deposited cash. Although most people paid with credit cards, there were still more than 200,000 US dollars at this time. If it was lost, it would definitely be a big loss.

"So what happened? I came here to watch the fun." Lanser did not intend to intervene directly, but just grabbed the manager who had just introduced something to him and asked him a question.

"Robbery... He almost stole our safe." The manager said angrily, "To be precise, his accomplice abandoned him. The safe was almost lifted out, but when his accomplice saw us surrounding him, he drove away."

"I don't know whether to say he is lucky or unlucky. Have you called the police?" Lan Se looked at the burly man in front of him. There were more than a dozen security guards surrounding him, but they didn't dare to attack him, because the burly man really knocked down two people with one punch.

"We've called the police, but normally..." The manager was a little helpless. A supermarket like theirs that covers a huge area couldn't possibly be located in a busy area in the city center of the United States, so even if the nearby police wanted to come, it would take some time, which is why they were targeted by these two robbers.

"I understand. I'll try to calm him down, to prevent him from getting desperate." Lanser shrugged and looked at the manager in front of him, his eyes full of smiles and sincerity.

"Hey man... you want to hire him?" The manager was also a smart man. He looked into Lancer's eyes, lowered his voice, and asked softly.

He knew that Lancer was a sailor, and there were some rumors that Lancer was not just a simple shipping businessman. So such a strong bad guy in front of him was obviously a thug who was very attractive to Lancer. And the current situation was a good opportunity to win people's hearts, right?

"Yes, such a strong man is obviously a good fighter. Bringing him out will at least be a deterrent." Lanser said with a smile. He couldn't always let the other party mock Lanser as a weakling hiding behind a girl, and then the furious Fei Ma and the humanoids would start killing. Lanser was somewhat tired of this routine. It was necessary to hire a few more strong men.

"There were more than $300,000 in the box he robbed. Two of my guys were injured. I had to convince them to pretend that nothing happened. The camera in this corner couldn't capture it."

"Fifteen. If you don't agree to wait for the police, it won't cost that much for me to hire a good lawyer to bail him out." Lansher quoted his own price. This is the so-called psychological game. If the price is too high, the other party will definitely think that there is something special about the person in front of him and that he is worth Lansher's investment. But if the price is too low, the other party will not be attracted.

"...Deal." The manager thought about it. He could let Lancer take him away in the name of arresting him, and then give each of the guys in front of him a bonus of one thousand dollars. They would pretend nothing happened, and then send the police away. He could also make an extra seventy or eighty thousand dollars, which was pretty good. "I need a reason."

"Here..." Lanser handed the FBI ID card he got from Fei Ma to the manager in front of him. It was an FBI ID card that the FBI printed out for Lanser to help him do some things. Of course, if something really happened, the FBI would say that Lanser had a fake ID card and add another crime.

The manager looked over and glanced at Lancer, clearly surprised, he stepped forward and said, "Move aside and let Agent Lancer handle this."

"..." Lanser glanced at the store manager. This guy was very capable. "Step back and let me talk to him."

A group of security guards retreated and were driven behind the corner, and then the manager began to praise them happily and said that they would receive a generous bonus.

"Hey man, want to chat?" Lanser took out a cigarette box, flicked a cigarette over, then took one for himself, lit it, and threw the lighter over. He leaned over in a relaxed posture a few meters away from the burly man.

"...You are not the FBI." The burly man took the lighter, lit the cigarette, and then said in a muffled voice as he threw it back to Lancer.

"Of course not, it's fake, I'm an arms dealer on a ship." Lancer took the lighter, tightened his pocket, looked at SOPII and signaled her and RO635 to relax a little, the other party had no intention of attacking and hurting anyone. "What's your name?"

"Flint, Flint Marco!" The muscular man finished his cigarette in a depressed mood, and finally crushed the cigarette on the ground as if he had made a decision. "Thank you very much for helping me avoid jail, man, but I need $200,000, and I need it now, otherwise I will only have..."

"Why do you need two hundred thousand? This is not a small number. Except for a few rich people, most people may not have saved this amount in their lifetime." Lancer looked up at Marco. The name reminded him of something. Well, he is not an outsider, but a good friend of little Peter, the kind of good friend who can communicate with fists.

"My daughter needs some money to save her life." The strong man lowered his head. He wanted to be a good person, but was it meaningful? He only had a few hands, but he didn't have the money to buy expensive medical insurance, so now his daughter's medical expenses were a figure he couldn't even think about.

"Oh, considering the medical expenses in the United States, I estimate that these two hundred thousand may just be wasted." Lanser said with a smile. Although he has not been to a regular hospital for treatment so far, he vaguely remembered watching a documentary on Bilibili in his previous life. A young couple sold their house and raised 20 US dollars to go to the top cancer medical center in the United States for treatment. Then, when the 20 was spent, she um... took a CT scan, did some simple tests, and then met with one or two famous doctors, and then nothing happened... The 20 savings were burned out.

Lanser vaguely remembered that the most ironic thing was that the doctor told the couple that based on the test report, it did not seem to be cancer. The couple returned home excitedly... Then after returning home, the top domestic hospital gave her a desperate blow when she was examined again, "How could it not be cancer!"

At this time, the young couple had no money left, and the wife who had cancer no longer wanted to receive treatment.

"I have a suggestion. You work for me and we'll take your daughter to Cuba. You must have at least heard that the hospitals in Cuba are very good and the cost of treating foreign children is very low. I happen to have supply agreements with several major hospitals in Cuba. If you're willing, we can give it a try." Lancer looked at the burly man named Flint Marco. Oh, he had a famous nickname, "Sand Man". He was a very tragic villain with a tragic fate. In some comics, he even fought with his own daughter.

"You want me to work for you, and then you pay for my daughter's medical expenses in Cuba?" Flint looked at Lancer eagerly. He was a little bit unbelievable. His good luck today made him

It was unbelievable. I had just decided to take a risk, but things suddenly took a turn for the better.

"Yes, that's the case, but you should understand what such a high reward means." There was a hint of evil in the smile on Lancer's lips. Fei Ma held her chin with one hand, and her dark gold pupils were filled with Lancer's figure.

"I...I..." Marco hesitated. It was obvious that he found Lancer's proposal very attractive, but he was instinctively afraid that this was a scam and that his last hope would be dashed.

"Hey, man, do you have anything worth lying about?" Lanser threw down the last weight. "Because of your failure this time, I will pay this store manager $15. I think this is my greatest sincerity."

"Yes, I owe you, boss!" Marco said simply, "I'm going to go and get my daughter discharged from the hospital. I'll find you there."

"Blue Ocean Trading Co., Ltd., Brooklyn. It's easy to find." Lanser shrugged. "You'd better hurry. We may leave the port tonight. We only need some clothes to change. You don't need to bring the rest. They are all on the ship."

"Okay! Boss, I seem to have heard of your place. Is it tonight? I'll go to the hospital now. As long as Penny can get treatment, I'll go with you!" Marco looked at Lancer and made a decision. He had no choice, and having such a good opportunity was beyond his imagination. The honest man agreed to Lancer's invitation without asking any questions.

"Okay, give him a contact phone." Lancer gestured, and Fei Ma threw the Nokia 8250 box over. In fact, it was definitely impossible to take this phone to a Nokia repair shop for repair, because only the case and the display screen were original, and the rest of the parts had been modified by SOPII. Now this phone not only had waterproof capabilities, but also had positioning functions and some sound collection capabilities.

"Thank you!" Marco took the phone, and then saw a little girl with a very bright smile coming up to him.

"Hey! Uncle! The phone card is already inserted in it, and we will pay the phone bill. It also has some small functions like positioning and calling for help, but you can let John and the others teach you all these after you get on the boat at night. Now, walk a few steps with us, you still have to pretend, right?" SOPII said with a bright smile, then took out a pair of silver bracelets from her inner pocket and shook them at Marco.

"..." Marco looked at the phone in his hand, put it in his pocket, and reached out to SOPII calmly, "This thing is of no use to me."

"It's enough for us to know it. Others don't know it. Give him his arm." Lancer threw his coat over and covered Marco's arm, "RO, you too."

"Okay!" Knight Girl stood on the other side of Marco. The two girls pinched Marco's arms one by one and walked out.

1-44 Anxious Kingpin and his trump card

"Do I need an advance on your living expenses?" After leaving a shopping list that made the supermarket manager look very proud, Lancer and his team "escorted" Marco out of the supermarket. However, after turning two blocks, Lancer asked SOPII to remove the handcuffs and let Marco leave on his own.

"If possible, I need 2000 US dollars to pay the rent." Marco hesitated for a moment, but still said it very frankly. He owed the person in front of him a lot, so naturally he didn't need this little money.

"Find a place to change your money. See you tonight!" Lanser gestured. Fei Ma, who was sitting in the passenger seat, took out a roll of US dollars from a purse beside her and handed it to Lanser. Lanser handed it to the burly man in front of him without counting. "You're welcome. If it's not enough, just tell me now. There will be a lot of things to do later. You call me boss and I have to take care of you."

"..." Marco, who was used to suffering at the bottom, actually felt warm inside, and a little sad. "Thank you, boss, that's enough, that's enough. I can't afford a good house in the main city." Marco said with a wry smile, "I'll go pack up and go to the boat right away."

"Okay, we'll talk about the details later." Lancer nodded. He originally wanted to ask if the medicine was enough for the little girl, but then he changed his mind and realized that if he departed from New York Harbor and went straight to Havana without any evasion, the journey would only take about three days. If he drove faster, it could be shortened to less than three days. However, cancer was not an acute disease, so it shouldn't be that urgent.

"Okay!" After saying that, Marco closed the car door.