>>6006087So now, you're left with the question of what to do with these guys.
You don't exactly want a bunch of chinese 'loyalists' hanging around your ship, nor taking up space in your cryo-pods.
And despite all your fantasizing about dropping rocks on China, you don't <span class="mu-i">actually</span> want to go around committing completely needless murders.
These losers aren't really a threat to anyone right now. You're certain they don't know much beyond what they've already told you, and you have no real use for them.
So in the end, in the midst of all the cyber-chaos SHODAN was causing, you flew in low and dropped them in the middle of Taiwan.
Whether they get shipped back to China and executed for failing in their duties or whatever, it's no longer your problem.
And while you're in Taiwan, you stop to pick up some excellent street food from a few higher-end reputable places.
All for the fab, naturally. And you're careful to remove ever last trace of heavy metal or any other toxins in the blueprint.
One thing you never really considered since getting back to earth, is that with your translator implant, you can understand just about anyone.
Of course, you still need to use your holowatch to respond since they don't have an implant of their own, but you can at least understand them thanks to SHODAN feeding your implant data.
It kind of makes you want to travel around the world a bit and collect more foods, especially since your diet has been so limited the past few years.
...Actually, there are a couple of things you kind of want to do before heading back into space.
...
"Wow, what a sight." You utter, looking off into the distance.
"It's absolutely freezing up here, David. Will you please come back inside?" Cylia begs, shivering down to her bones.
"Hold on, Cyl. We have to get the perfect picture, here."
Red fiddles with the camera a bit, getting both you and the American flag you're holding onto into frame just right, with the sunrise in the background and everything.
Neither of you have oxygen masks on, which is incredible considering where exactly you're standing. Cylia has hers on, of course.
"David, you don't have a shirt on! The thermometer is reading negative twenty five!"
"Celsius or freedom?" You ask.
"It doesn't matter at that point!" She yells.
"Hold on, hold on.... got it!" Red declares.
"Sweet, let's see it!" You grin.
You take a look at the photo, and it's pretty amazing. Yeah, that's one for the album.
"Oh yeah, that's good stuff." You declare, handing the polaroid back to Red before piling up more rocks around the flag to keep it from going anywhere.
"Alright, now we can go." You nod as the ship approaches.
"Finally!"
...
Once back inside, you rub your hands together to warm them up and sit down next to Red in the mess, while Cylia grabs you a hot cup of coffee.
"So where do you want to go next?" Red asks. "Germany? Get some sausages or something?"
"Ah, nah... honestly, we should probably get going." You admit.
