"I want to upgrade my cabin!"
"Sir, you wish to upgrade your cabin, correct? If you want to upgrade to Second Class, it will be an additional seventeen Pounds," Peters said, startled awake from his drowsiness.
If his supervisor caught him slacking off during work hours, he would definitely get a scolding.
His task was to handle the various problems of the Third Class passengers. Strictly speaking, he was a customer service representative, or perhaps after-sales service?
"Yes, I want to upgrade my cabin!" Li Qingyuan said, somewhat aggrieved.
What kind of mission had this damn system assigned him? It was practically inhumane.
But no matter how absurd it was, he could only accept it with tears in his eyes. After all, the task of single-handedly taking on Burning Godzilla was clearly designed to trick him.
Let alone the fact that he was just an ordinary person right now, even if he leveled up to the level of a superhero, facing Burning Godzilla would likely be a death sentence.
After all, that thing could snack on nuclear bombs like sunflower seeds. Unless one could reach the level of Thanos with all the Infinity Stones, ordinary superheroes would just be cannon fodder.
However, before completing the mission, the first thing he needed to solve was his accommodation.
He definitely didn't want to stay in the lower-class employee cabins. Not to mention anything else, the smell alone was enough to suffocate a person.
Earlier, he found two hundred Pounds in the cabin, presumably the system's initial start-up funds.
His current identity was a Qing Dynasty merchant preparing to go to America to do business. It was perfectly normal for him to carry a large sum of start-up capital.
In this era, Britain was the undisputed world leader, and the Pound was the most valuable currency in the world. One Pound could be exchanged for five US Dollars, or, converted to gold, a little over a gram.
Two hundred Pounds was definitely not a small sum!
In the original story, the male protagonist, Jack, got on the ship by winning a ticket in a card game at a casino. In reality, a third-class ticket only cost three Pounds.
This shows that the male protagonist was definitely a pure loser, the kind who had absolutely no money.
"There are no more cabins available, you should go back!" Peters had been a bit worried about being complained about, but when he saw that the person standing in front of him was actually an Asian, he immediately became arrogant.
"Here's twenty Pounds, I think there should be a cabin available, right?"
Seeing the disgusting face of the fat, white man in front of him, Li Qingyuan, a man who had been in the world for over a decade, knew exactly what he was thinking.
If it had been a normal person asking for a cabin upgrade, this guy wouldn't have dared to say a word. But after seeing him, he changed his tune, and the main reason was because of skin color.
In this era, Britain was still the world's overlord, and what about the Qing Dynasty?
Forget it, no need to talk about it, it just brings tears.
Catching the two ten-dollar bills, Peters whistled contentedly.
"Sir, it will cost an additional seventeen Pounds to upgrade to Second Class!"
"You…" Li Qingyuan knew these Brits were stingy, but he hadn't expected this kind of blatant gouging.
"If you don't have the money, please leave and don't obstruct my work here!" Peters said, arms crossed, clearly pleased.
He'd just ripped the guy off, so what?
Twenty Pounds was almost half a year's salary for him. Who knew this yellow-skinned monkey was so rich? However, his English was pretty good, wasn't it? Usually, these yellow-skinned monkeys couldn't speak properly, right?
Peters wasn't worried about a scene; on the ship, no matter what the other person said, no one would believe them.
Europe might go to another extreme in a few years, but in this era, racial discrimination was absolutely politically correct!
"I want to buy a Second Class Cabin ticket!" Even though he wanted nothing more than to pull out a pistol and shoot the damn fat man in front of him, Li Qingyuan had to suppress his anger after carefully considering his current situation. He pulled out two ten-Pound notes and said,
Don't get angry, absolutely don't get angry. Anyway, this fat bastard won't live for many more days!
"Here, this is the key, go find it yourself!" Peters tossed him a ticket and a key, then stuffed the twenty Pounds into a drawer.
Of course, there would be no change.
In a bad mood, Li Qingyuan naturally wouldn't bother arguing with the guy over those three Pounds. He'd just treat it as paying for the guy's coffin.
Originally, he had felt a bit reluctant about the system's assigned task, even though he knew this world was virtual and that the characters and their stories had nothing to do with him. But as a law-abiding citizen for over thirty years, he was still somewhat resistant to such a cruel task.
But now?
After being pointed at and ridiculed all along the way, he thought it was better for this broken ship to sink sooner rather than later.
"Good heavens! How can White Star Line allow a commoner to be in high society?"
"Isn't that guy Japanese?"
"Shouldn't this kind of person be in Third Class Cabin? How can he be here?"
Third Class Cabin was generally located below the deck, while Second Class Cabin was above. So when Li Qingyuan appeared on the deck, the white people standing there, enjoying the scenery, all began to mock him.
The so-called gentlemanly conduct was a matter to be considered only after one was well-fed. The Europeans of that time were completely different from the bleeding-heart liberals of a century later. Anyone who saw him along the way would casually say a few words.
"Hoo!"
Enduring the feeling of being treated like a rare animal on display, Li Qingyuan found his cabin and opened the door, finally calming down his indignation.
Honestly, although he knew from studying history that Chinese people had no social status in Europe and the Americas back then, what he read in books was just a superficial understanding. Only when he experienced it himself could he truly comprehend it.
He took a deep breath, finally calming down.
Don't stoop to the level of a bunch of dead people!
Lying in the cabin, Li Qingyuan began to consider the possibility of completing this mission.
Sinking the Titanic wasn't a simple task.
When watching the movie, it seemed easy to sink a ship. But when you're actually inside a top-of-the-line luxury cruise ship, you realize how unrealistic it is.
The Titanic was two hundred and seventy meters long, thirty meters wide, with nine decks. You could say it was a mobile fortress. Not to mention he had no heavy firepower, even if he had a few grenades, he wouldn't be able to sink the ship!
After all, this kind of tonnage of cruise ship had considered all sorts of emergencies when it was built. To sink such a behemoth by simply making a hole in it was just being too naive.
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