Chapter 878: The Power of Mobile Comfort
Chapter 878: The Power of Mobile Comfort
The 500 Blue Star defectors sat in the ship's cabin, watching the shrinking image of Skrull through the portholes, their unease growing with each passing moment.
When they first decided to venture to the unfamiliar world of Skrull, it took a great deal of courage. Now, they discovered that their true destination was not Skrull but a desolate, uninhabitable planet. This realization only deepened their fear and anxiety.
Yet, they had no choice. The ship was drifting farther and farther from Skrull, and jumping ship was out of the question. All they could do was pray that Brandon and the Sun Emperor would show some mercy.
Fortunately, Brandon frequently offered words of comfort to the passengers, with Figos assisting by his side. The back-and-forth between the two helped prevent the panic from spreading too far.
Moreover, Brandon and Figos knew how to address the key concerns.
Figos reassured everyone, "Don't worry, Brandon is our top player in North America. He wouldn't deceive you!"
Brandon added, "I just spoke with the Sun Emperor, and His Majesty has agreed to provide each of you with a mobile phone. While the signal will weaken as we move away from Skrull, making internet access more difficult, the phones come preloaded with plenty of offline games. You can also set up a local network to play simple games like ‘Werewolf’ to help pass the time."
"Mobile phones?"
Upon hearing that the Skrullians would provide phones, many faces lit up with hope. Most of them had brought their own phones from Blue Star, filled with e-books, videos, and offline games. However, their current state of mind made it hard to enjoy such entertainment. What they truly lacked was a means to communicate with the outside world and receive information. If the Skrullians provided phones, this problem would be solved. Even if the internet was slow, it would still be a relief to have some form of connection.
...
Six hours later, a small transport ship docked with the troop carrier, much to the passengers' anticipation. The transport ship delivered several tons of supplies. Figos took the initiative, leading the group in unloading the cargo.
Large, deep green, tightly sealed containers were moved from the transport ship into the troop carrier. After entering a specific password, the containers were opened to reveal rows of small, orange Logistics Supply Packs.
Brandon stood beside the containers. He picked up one of the supply bags and opened it. Inside, besides a mobile phone, there was a set of clothes, a pair of shoes, and some basic toiletries. It was clear that the Skrullian who had packed the supplies had been very thoughtful.
Brandon then waved his hand, "Figos, distribute these supply bags. One per person, no one should take more than one, and no one should be left without one."
"Understood!" Figos responded eagerly, taking on the role of a small leader and bustling about to distribute the supplies.
There were only 500 people on the troop carrier, so the distribution was quick. Once everyone received their supply bags, their moods visibly improved.
"Great! There's really a phone inside!" The first person to receive a supply bag was a man who immediately pulled out a black-and-white phone box and held it high.
He asked Brandon, "Sir Brandon, can we connect to Skrull's network at this distance?"
"Of course," Brandon smiled. "Skrull's network technology has advanced to the 'outer space radiation' stage. We can connect to the internet here."
Not only here, but even on Bona, the network connection to Skrull is available. However, the latency is high and the internet speed is low, similar to using a 2G network on Earth."
"2G network? That's pretty terrible." The man replied, then lowered his head to fiddle with his phone.
Many others also received their supply packs.
Opening the packs, they immediately exclaimed in amazement:
"The Skrulls have thought of everything. Inside, there's not just a phone, but even clothes, shoes, and toiletries!"
"From this, I can see the Skrulls' sincerity."
"Does anyone here understand Skrull writing? Go online and check it out!"
"I'm already testing the connection, don't worry."
Once they started using the phones, the tension in the room dropped significantly.
Several people present recognized Skrull writing.
After all, a craze for learning Skrull language had swept across Earth half a year ago. Many people started by learning to read the characters before they learned to speak.
For most, reading was less stressful than speaking.
After receiving their phones, these people immediately went online to search for major news on Skrull and read the highlights to their illiterate companions.
"The Skrull United Government warmly welcomes 360,000 Earthlings who have turned from darkness to light..."
"The addition of a large number of third-stage Earth cultivators can greatly accelerate our progress to becoming a second-tier civilization..."
"High-level Earth cultivators have been causing trouble again recently, and the United Government has issued the strictest arrest warrant in history..."
People shared the news they saw with each other.
Some were looking at international events on Skrull, while others directly searched for information about the "planetary miner" profession.
After all, even if Earth's strong figures like Su Yu and Chancellor Cao were to cause trouble, they wouldn't pose a threat to these people. Understanding their current situation was the top priority.
Brendon was the first to receive a phone among everyone.
As soon as he got the phone, he began searching for the keyword "planetary miner."
Sure enough, all negative news reports and discussions about "planetary miners" had been deleted.
It was clear that Xi Weng had put in a lot of effort, even adding many positive reviews for the profession.
In the cabin, a fashionable woman with brown hair and fair skin stood up and loudly said:
"Everyone, I have thoroughly searched the job position we will be working in, and it is listed as 'medium risk.'"
"What does 'medium risk' mean?" A man in the corner raised his hand and asked.
"‘Medium risk’ means..." The brown-haired woman read from her phone, "if there are more than three but less than ten deaths per 100,000 people annually, it is rated as 'medium risk.'"
"Currently, the exploration of Bona by the Skrulls is not fully mature, and on average, 7.8 out of every 100,000 miners die each year, and 13.6 are severely injured and lose their ability to work, so it is rated as 'medium risk.'"
"Hmm, there are even more dangerous professions, like this 'deep mantle worker,' with an annual death rate of 8%, rated as 'extremely high risk'!"
"Is that so?" The people present all let out a sigh of relief after the comparison.
Their job position had a death rate of only 7.8 per 100,000 annually, less than one in ten thousand.
It seemed that this job was relatively safe. At least, no one in the room felt they would be so "lucky" as to be one in ten thousand.
(End of Chapter)
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