Chapter 66: Arrival in Niu Yue

April 15, morning eight o'clock.

On the vast expanse of the Da Xi Yang sea surface, the Morris and the Carpathia, which had rushed over after receiving the distress signal, silently faced each other.

At that moment, inside the Carpathia's grand dining hall, a memorial service was being held.

Although Su Qing reacted quickly, the Titanic's collision with the iceberg caused the hull to rupture, and still dozens of crew members and passengers met with misfortune, forever leaving the world.

"May our friends rest in peace…… Amen!" the priest uttered the final prayer, and the many nobles and wealthy in the dining hall followed along, chanting.

As for those who were truly mourning the victims, only they themselves knew.

Just as the memorial ended, the Carpathia's captain, Rostren, sought out Su Qing: "Mr. Su, I have already sent the news of the Titanic's disaster to Niu Yue and Dayingguo."

"Thank you!" Su Qing nodded, hesitated a moment, then asked: "Mr. Rostren, the bodies of the victims……"

"Sorry, I have already dispatched over ten rescue boats, but few were found." Rostren's face grew heavy as he sighed.

"This……!" Su Qing felt somewhat disappointed; dozens of lives had vanished before his eyes, yet in the end even their bodies could not be found.

Beside him, Captain Smith's face was full of exhaustion, yet he still gathered his spirits and patted Su Qing's shoulder, comforting: "Don't be disappointed, Mr. Su; you've done enough."

"Yes, Mr. Su, you've done enough." Shipowner Ishman looked gratefully at Su Qing; in this sinking accident, as the shipowner he bore an inescapable responsibility, but fortunately Su Qing appeared and saved ninety-five percent of the people, reducing losses to the minimum, giving him a glimmer of hope.

Shaking his head, Su Qing took a deep breath and said to Captain Rostren: "Let's go! The dead are gone; we must bring the living safely back to Niu Yue."

Rostren said nothing, gave a solemn nod, turned and ordered preparations to set sail.

Su Qing also gave orders to Fedeli.

Half an hour later, the two ships sounded their whistles together, carrying over two thousand one hundred survivors, and slowly headed toward Niu Yue.

At the same time, Dayingguo and Niu Yue received the news of the Titanic's disaster.

"How is that possible? It wasn't supposed to be the unsinkable ship!"

"My brother, he was on that ship."

"My fiancé, he promised to come to Niu Yue and marry me……"

After a brief silence, the people on both shores began to argue, with exclamations, pain, contempt—all the facets of life.

After an uproar, the people of Niu Yue poured out of their homes.

Simply because they had received the news, the Morris and Carpathia, carrying the survivors, were now sailing toward Niu Yue Harbor.

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April 18, Niu Yue evening six o'clock, overcast sky, light rain falling.

After three days of nonstop sailing, the Morris and the Carpathia finally saw the Statue of Liberty.

Su Qing stood at the bow, gazing up at the Statue of Liberty through the rain; he saw her left hand holding a tablet, her right hand high holding a torch, as if she were illuminating the world with the light of freedom.

"Su, look." An extra umbrella appeared overhead, and Lu Si's surprised voice came through.

Su Qing followed the direction of her finger and saw many people standing on Battery Coast of Manhattan Island, men and women, old and young, all dressed in black, silently gazing this way, as if mourning the deceased victims.

In the blink of an eye, he turned and shouted to Fedeli in the wheelhouse: "Sound the whistle!"

Fedeli, without a word, sounded the whistle.

"Whooo……"

The dull whistle echoed in the rain.

"Whooo……"

This was the Carpathia responding.

Thus, amid the whistles, the two ships sailed into Pier Fifty-Four of Niu Yue Harbor.

Here and now, already about thirty thousand people stood in the rain, silently awaiting them.

"Prepare the blankets."

"Quick, quick, quick……"

As soon as they docked, police rushed forward, holding raincoats and blankets to greet the survivors.

Then, after the survivors disembarked, they were surprised to find that each survivor had a blanket, and aside from being somewhat weary, they bore no physical injuries.

Someone couldn't help but ask, and the survivors would reply gratefully: "It's all thanks to Mr. Su."

As many survivors recounted, people finally understood that it was Mr. Su, owner of the Morris freighter, who, at the critical moment, saved nearly everyone aboard the Titanic.

The reporters in the crowd, upon hearing this, immediately realized it was a huge opportunity, and began seeking "Mr. Su" to secure the first interview.

What they didn't know was that the Mr. Su they were frantically searching for had already bade farewell to Mrs. Molly, Captain Smith, and others, taking Lu Si and his mother-in-law away from the harbor into the city.

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Two days had passed since arriving in Niu Yue.

During these two days, Su Qing had been staying at Lu Si's home—yes, Lu Si's home; although her family was deep in debt and nearly out of resources, even a broken ship has three catties of nails, and in Niu Yue they still had a place to reside.

Because reporters outside kept searching for him, annoying him greatly, these two days he had stayed indoors, not going out.

Su Qing was fine enough; after all, before his transmigration he was just an office worker—having food and drink made staying put in one place for half a month no problem.

But Lu Si, who had spent six days on the ship, couldn't sit still; as soon as she returned she stayed at home, sipping tea and eating pastries by day, studying with Su Qing by night—actually it was fine, and she also liked this life.

But once her caged nature was released, Lu Si's heart constantly held an urge to go out and do everything she had previously been unable to do, to play everything she had been forbidden to play.

Su Qing saw Lu Si's longing, and thought that constantly hiding was no solution.

So, that morning he took Lu Si out the door.

The two held hands as they walked to the street and hailed a carriage.

Once the two were seated, the coachman asked: "Sir/Miss, where to?"

Su Qing thought for a moment and said: "To Wall Street."

"Very well, sir."

The coachman nodded, then flicked the whip and set the horses off.

The carriage weaved through Niu Yue's streets; in this city, now America's financial and economic hub, its largest city, port, and most populous metropolis, Su Qing saw a scenery unlike that of London.

If London is a middle-aged gentleman, then Niu Yue is a rapidly growing youth.

After completing the electrical revolution, this young country has already surpassed Dayingguo economically, becoming the world's strongest economic nation, and in the future it will become ever stronger.

Recalling everything about this country's future, Su Qing's thoughts drifted far away.

He came to Niu Yue to start a business and open a company; it wasn't that he was idle after having enough to eat, but that he had a purpose.

First, they have all gained immortality, so they need to find something to do for themselves.

Second, to build a force akin to Alexander's retinue, to help him handle some miscellaneous tasks; as for what those tasks are, he hasn't thought of them yet but will surely need them later.

Third, to study his own bloodline.

Fourth, to facilitate future aid to the East Country; having arrived at this time point, knowing the future fate of his homeland, he cannot go back (because the 404 great god is too awesome, dare not touch this), but supplies etc. will definitely need to be arranged later, to give that little West Eight some strength.

These four points are his reasons for opening the company.

As for whether there are any other reasons, Su Qing hasn't thought of them yet; if he thinks of them later, he can just add them.

Moreover, on the ship to Niu Yue, he had already thought of the company's name.

Just called: Umbrella Company

Abbreviation: Protective Umbrella Company

When they decided on this name, they thought that upon coming to the Western world, they must make the Protective Umbrella Company great again!

Ah, there's a hint of a big villain, big boss vibe.

Forget it, whatever.

However, at that moment the carriage stopped, and then the carriage driver said: 'Sir/Madam, Wall Street has arrived.'