Yu Yuanji was stunned. What did this child mean by talking about seal oil?
Cen Yemeng and Jiang Ye were also a little taken aback. They squatted down and touched their son's head, "Do you want to eat seal oil?"
Jiang Senlin shook his head, "Look at seal oil."
Yu Yuanji quickly made a call.
Soon, a cargo spaceship arrived. The rear compartment was lifted, and several staff members carried iron boxes down and placed them in front of Jiang Senlin. When the boxes were opened, they were filled with seal oil capsules in plastic bottles, golden and crystal clear.
"Seal, seal oil," Jiang Senlin shook his head again.
Jiang Ye finally understood, "You want to see how seals turn into seal oil?"
Jiang Senlin paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously.
"Won't it be too bloody?" Cen Yemeng frowned.
"Usually, seals are slaughtered by machines, which is quite bloody. But we can also knock the seals unconscious first and then extract the seal oil. This way, not much blood will flow," Yu Yuanji said.
Jiang Ye thought for a moment, squatted down, and said seriously to his son, "To see seal oil, we have to kill a seal first. Are you willing to watch?"
Jiang Senlin did not hesitate at all and nodded heavily.
Yu Yuanji secretly clicked his tongue. The children of the commander were indeed different. At such a young age, they already liked to watch bloody scenes. Other children at this age wouldn't even dare to step on ants.
Yu Yuanji beckoned to a staff member.
The worker immediately found a gleaming iron shovel from the cargo ship and carried it towards the large rock.
The seals seemed to understand something and fled in all directions, leaping into the sea with splashes, creating a flurry of waves like dumplings.
The worker quickened his pace, agilely climbing onto the rock. Just as a seal pup couldn't escape in time, it was hit on the head with a shovel, knocked unconscious, and then the worker held it upside down by the tail and lifted it.
Jiang Ye and Cen Yemeng took Jiang Senlin onto the plane and headed to the factory.
The entire factory had been alerted. Many people were busy cleaning, desperately sweeping dust and fallen leaves from the road, and spraying glass cleaner on the windows.
Jiang Ye didn't look much, holding Jiang Senlin and entering the factory.
The small seal that had been killed was brought over separately and placed on the manual operation table. Several experienced workers held sharp knives and made smooth cuts on the seal's body, and residual blood and white fatty paste immediately gushed out.
Then it was put into a machine for processing.
The production of seal oil took several hours, and there wasn't enough time to watch here. Therefore, Jiang Ye held Jiang Senlin and toured along the production line. The deputy general accompanied him, explaining how each machine operated. When the internal workings of key machines couldn't be seen, he even called the engineers to disassemble the machine casings so that Jiang Senlin could see the flowing liquid inside.
Finally, there were the golden seal oil capsules.
Jiang Ye squeezed a baby-use capsule for Jiang Senlin and put it in his mouth.
Jiang Senlin didn't know that this thing was meant to be swallowed with water. Before the cup of water was brought over, he directly bit it open.
Then, he showed a pained expression and couldn't help but spit it out.
"Hey, what a waste!" Jiang Ye criticized him, "This is a very good supplement, why are you spitting it out? How did Dad teach you before? Food cannot be wasted." Da Feng Novel Network
To set an example, Jiang Ye specifically squeezed several seal oil capsules and threw them all into his mouth, biting them open one by one.
Then, Jiang Ye also showed a pained expression.
Fishy!
It was too fishy!
It wasn't the fishiness of poorly handled fish, nor the fishiness of licking fish scales.
It was the kind of fishiness when you were sleeping, and a hundred-pound, round, fat, wet seal jumped onto your bed, threw off your quilt, took off your clothes, hugged your body tightly, spat seawater onto your face, and even stuck its tongue into your mouth, spitting out the small fish and shrimp it had just eaten.
Jiang Ye's face turned green, but he forced himself not to spit it out.
Yu Yuanji said from the side, "That's why we choose to make them into capsules and swallow them directly into our stomachs..."
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Leaving the seal factory, they boarded the plane and continued to take off.
Various weather and terrains flashed before their eyes.
Heavy rain, scorching sun, sleet, sandstorms...
Calm seas, turbulent seas, red mountains, yellow plains...
At noon, the fleet landed on a warship for lunch.
Jiang Senlin had an inspiration and directed the staff to set up a drawing board on the deck and began to paint with brushes.
He painted one picture every twenty minutes, completing three in total.
The first picture was of a seal's skin torn open and lying in the sea. The second was of hundreds of seals gathered on a mountaintop. The third was of a large group of seals swimming like fish in a golden desert.
It had already violated common sense, but it was an artwork, and it seemed that anything could be drawn. Perhaps if it were sent to a gallery, various profound meanings could be interpreted.
Jiang Ye scanned the paintings and sent them to Shi Ningfu.
Shi Ningfu: "This child's paintings are becoming more and more spirited. I just had an idea to hold an exhibition for him."
"Exhibition?" Jiang Ye replied, "Great! Isn't holding an exhibition the first step to becoming a painter? But an exhibition needs original works, right? Tell me where to hold it, and I'll send the original paintings over."
"Wait a moment, I'll ask the school for instructions first," Shi Ningfu replied.
In the afternoon, they continued to fly around the planet.
After flying for a short while, they encountered a graveyard of colony commanders.
Jiang Senlin was very interested and explicitly requested to go down and see.
Jiang Ye's troops were developing territories around the globe. Along the way, they encountered many colony commanders who had died early. Some had become dry bones, and some had no bodies left. However, the quality of the base vehicles was very good, and most of them were preserved and had not been crushed.
So, in places with many abandoned base vehicles, the troops opened up a separate graveyard and buried the base vehicles there in a perfunctory manner.
The landing site at this moment was the No. 16 Colony Commander Graveyard, located on the edge of the desert. As far as the eye could see, there were at least three hundred base vehicles of different levels and sizes, half-buried in the sand and soil in a disorderly fashion. It had the feeling of a post-apocalyptic car factory ruin, exuding a sense of desolation.
Jiang Senlin stared blankly.
He asked for a canvas and brushes and began to paint.
But he didn't paint a whole picture; instead, he drew only a small part on each piece of paper.
Broken car windows, shriveled and twisted tires, broken rearview mirrors...
The engine was exposed from the car body, like an animal's internal organs pierced through its abdomen.
Two black broken windows emerged from the yellow sand, like large eyes silently watching.
Jiang Ye and Cen Yemeng watched for a long time, and they roughly understood that Jiang Senlin was recording material.
He particularly liked this place, so he used his paintings to record the decay, desolation, and death.
Jiang Ye couldn't understand his son's taste. He preferred natural scenery, while his son liked wreckage and dead bones. He even watched intently when they killed seals earlier...
Recalling the monsters Jiang Senlin had drawn before, they were so ferocious and terrifying, yet so lifelike.
Did this child have a tendency towards killing and destruction?
Would he grow up to be a tyrant? Like Nero, who burned down an entire city and quietly admired the fire scene.
Jiang Ye was a little worried, hoping he was overthinking.