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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0142_part_03
Chapter 245
chapter 0142 part 3
It's just that because the mountain is sealed by heavy snow and this place is in the Arctic Circle, the Frozen Soil is really difficult to clear, so our Progress is so slow!"
When the manager said this, he secretly glanced at Frank's face.
Seeing that his Look hadn't changed, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"One thousand US Dollars per person per day, you're spending two million US Dollars every day!"
Trevor did the math and gasped. This kind of Expense was simply burning Money.
Compared to that, the few pounds of Gemstone his nephew Sean brought out from the volcanic rock wall were insignificant.
"More than that, plus logistics and supplies, and Equipment, this number will double!" The manager shook his head and said to Trevor.
"Four million US Dollars a day, that's one hundred and twenty million a month,"
Trevor's Eyes widened, and he gestured with his hands towards Frank:
"I don't understand what's in the Subterranean World that's worth your Boss spending so much Effort and Money!"
"There might just be a Lava Sea there right now..."
Frank stopped walking, faced Trevor, and stared into his Eyes, saying:
"Listen, Doctor, you don't need to guess the Boss's intentions. Your Mission is to find the entrance to the Subterranean World as soon as possible. The Reward the Boss promised you won't be short..."
Am I doing this for Money? Didn't you half-force me and tie me up to bring me here...
Trevor wanted to retort, but looking at Frank's cold and serious Gaze in front of him, he raised his hand halfway and then put it down helplessly.
Judging from the workers spread all over the mountain and the astronomical Expense, that Tang was determined to get the Subterranean World.
Nothing he said now would make a difference; he could only find the entrance to the Subterranean World as soon as possible.
"This entire Mountain Range is covered in snow. It's hard to find that mining pit,
But I remember it was a strong Magnetic Field area. Give me a Magnetic Field measuring Equipment, and I'll try my best!"
Hearing Trevor's words, Frank turned and looked at the Construction Site Manager beside him.
"I'll go get it right away!" Without waiting for Frank to speak,
The Construction Site Manager jogged all the way to the Tent where the Equipment was stored.
Because the mountain area was slippery after clearing the Accumulated Snow, he fell once on the way. After getting up, he didn't care about the scratches on his hands and called two workers to move the Equipment.
Trevor watched this scene and felt a little emotional,
"It's just a job, why is he working so hard? I even feel like he's giving up his Dignity!"
Frank glanced at him: "Do you know how much a Federation soldier's Salary is per year? Less than forty thousand US Dollars with subsidies! His Salary for a year is six hundred thousand!"
Trevor looked at the Construction Site Manager who was running breathlessly, blinked, and the little bit of sympathy he had just felt vanished.
However, Trevor looked at the machine being carried by the two workers and said to Frank: "Even if we find that area, with this snow depth and the collapse of that mine tunnel, the scale of this project is astonishingly large. Without Heavy Equipment, relying solely on these people, it will probably take until next year..."
"Is that so!" Frank and Trevor stood side by side, looking at the Construction Site Manager who was directing the workers to carry the Equipment over, and waved at him.
Seeing this, the Construction Site Manager quickly jogged to Frank's side: "Mr. Frank, do you have any instructions?"
"I remember the Boss borrowed a set of large Laser Mining Equipment from Weyland Industries. Where is that Equipment now?" Frank looked at the Construction Site Manager and asked.
The manager wiped the Sweatdrop from his face from running: "Mr. Frank, the Equipment has been transported to Iceland, but this, the road conditions here, simply can't be transported in!
We hired Experts to evaluate that it would take at least a month to clear a road capable of transporting large Equipment!"
"A month is too long!" Frank ignored the Construction Site Manager's troubled Expression, took out his Satellite Phone, pressed the Number, and dialed.
"Hello, Lane, this is Frank. The mountain here is sealed by heavy snow, and the Equipment you sent from Weyland Industries can't be transported in.
I remember the Federation has a Garrison in Iceland. See if you can find connections to borrow a few MH-53J Helicopters from Naval Air Station Keflavik!"
"Although I also serve as your Butler, I'm not the Turtle in the Boss's newly built wishing well!"
Frank looked surprised at Lane's complaining Tone on the Satellite Phone.
He had known Lane for so long, and in his impression, Lane was meticulous, efficient, and never dragged his feet.
He had always served as the Butler for their group.
And he had never heard him complain about anything.
Frank, who had never known what an accountant did at the end of the year, was about to ask Lane what had happened.
The other side immediately replied: "Five minutes!"
Then a series of beeps came from the Satellite Phone.
Frank held the Satellite Phone, wondering if he should call the Boss and ask.
In less than three minutes, his Satellite Phone rang.
"Go to Naval Air Station Keflavik and find General Walter! Beep beep beep..."
.........
Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz...
The next day, four MH-53J Helicopters lifted several pieces of Heavy Equipment with Steel Cables and flew to the construction Scene.
When the four military Helicopters slowly lowered the Steel Cables, Trevor watched the two Engineers Command the workers to assemble the powerful Laser Mining Equipment with the Weyland Industries logo printed on it, and only then did he faintly realize how enormous the Influence behind that Tang truly was.
(end of chapter)
It's just that because the mountain is sealed by heavy snow and this place is in the Arctic Circle, the Frozen Soil is really difficult to clear, so our Progress is so slow!"
When the manager said this, he secretly glanced at Frank's face.
Seeing that his Look hadn't changed, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"One thousand US Dollars per person per day, you're spending two million US Dollars every day!"
Trevor did the math and gasped. This kind of Expense was simply burning Money.
Compared to that, the few pounds of Gemstone his nephew Sean brought out from the volcanic rock wall were insignificant.
"More than that, plus logistics and supplies, and Equipment, this number will double!" The manager shook his head and said to Trevor.
"Four million US Dollars a day, that's one hundred and twenty million a month,"
Trevor's Eyes widened, and he gestured with his hands towards Frank:
"I don't understand what's in the Subterranean World that's worth your Boss spending so much Effort and Money!"
"There might just be a Lava Sea there right now..."
Frank stopped walking, faced Trevor, and stared into his Eyes, saying:
"Listen, Doctor, you don't need to guess the Boss's intentions. Your Mission is to find the entrance to the Subterranean World as soon as possible. The Reward the Boss promised you won't be short..."
Am I doing this for Money? Didn't you half-force me and tie me up to bring me here...
Trevor wanted to retort, but looking at Frank's cold and serious Gaze in front of him, he raised his hand halfway and then put it down helplessly.
Judging from the workers spread all over the mountain and the astronomical Expense, that Tang was determined to get the Subterranean World.
Nothing he said now would make a difference; he could only find the entrance to the Subterranean World as soon as possible.
"This entire Mountain Range is covered in snow. It's hard to find that mining pit,
But I remember it was a strong Magnetic Field area. Give me a Magnetic Field measuring Equipment, and I'll try my best!"
Hearing Trevor's words, Frank turned and looked at the Construction Site Manager beside him.
"I'll go get it right away!" Without waiting for Frank to speak,
The Construction Site Manager jogged all the way to the Tent where the Equipment was stored.
Because the mountain area was slippery after clearing the Accumulated Snow, he fell once on the way. After getting up, he didn't care about the scratches on his hands and called two workers to move the Equipment.
Trevor watched this scene and felt a little emotional,
"It's just a job, why is he working so hard? I even feel like he's giving up his Dignity!"
Frank glanced at him: "Do you know how much a Federation soldier's Salary is per year? Less than forty thousand US Dollars with subsidies! His Salary for a year is six hundred thousand!"
Trevor looked at the Construction Site Manager who was running breathlessly, blinked, and the little bit of sympathy he had just felt vanished.
However, Trevor looked at the machine being carried by the two workers and said to Frank: "Even if we find that area, with this snow depth and the collapse of that mine tunnel, the scale of this project is astonishingly large. Without Heavy Equipment, relying solely on these people, it will probably take until next year..."
"Is that so!" Frank and Trevor stood side by side, looking at the Construction Site Manager who was directing the workers to carry the Equipment over, and waved at him.
Seeing this, the Construction Site Manager quickly jogged to Frank's side: "Mr. Frank, do you have any instructions?"
"I remember the Boss borrowed a set of large Laser Mining Equipment from Weyland Industries. Where is that Equipment now?" Frank looked at the Construction Site Manager and asked.
The manager wiped the Sweatdrop from his face from running: "Mr. Frank, the Equipment has been transported to Iceland, but this, the road conditions here, simply can't be transported in!
We hired Experts to evaluate that it would take at least a month to clear a road capable of transporting large Equipment!"
"A month is too long!" Frank ignored the Construction Site Manager's troubled Expression, took out his Satellite Phone, pressed the Number, and dialed.
"Hello, Lane, this is Frank. The mountain here is sealed by heavy snow, and the Equipment you sent from Weyland Industries can't be transported in.
I remember the Federation has a Garrison in Iceland. See if you can find connections to borrow a few MH-53J Helicopters from Naval Air Station Keflavik!"
"Although I also serve as your Butler, I'm not the Turtle in the Boss's newly built wishing well!"
Frank looked surprised at Lane's complaining Tone on the Satellite Phone.
He had known Lane for so long, and in his impression, Lane was meticulous, efficient, and never dragged his feet.
He had always served as the Butler for their group.
And he had never heard him complain about anything.
Frank, who had never known what an accountant did at the end of the year, was about to ask Lane what had happened.
The other side immediately replied: "Five minutes!"
Then a series of beeps came from the Satellite Phone.
Frank held the Satellite Phone, wondering if he should call the Boss and ask.
In less than three minutes, his Satellite Phone rang.
"Go to Naval Air Station Keflavik and find General Walter! Beep beep beep..."
.........
Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz...
The next day, four MH-53J Helicopters lifted several pieces of Heavy Equipment with Steel Cables and flew to the construction Scene.
When the four military Helicopters slowly lowered the Steel Cables, Trevor watched the two Engineers Command the workers to assemble the powerful Laser Mining Equipment with the Weyland Industries logo printed on it, and only then did he faintly realize how enormous the Influence behind that Tang truly was.
(end of chapter)
