The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 1519: We’ve Got Signal

The wind and rain in Sablehaven were fierce.

The signal station was right at the heart of the storm.

The news that Amadeus Yancey was going to personally repair the station spread throughout the repair team, and the workers treated it like a joke, watching with cold eyes.

They had heard that a nobleman from Beijing was trapped here with them, someone with a high status. Every time the person in charge mentioned Mr. Yancey from Beijing, they always had a nervous and fearful expression, afraid of offending that person.

Could such a gentleman, whose fingers barely touched spring water, actually repair the station?

Heh! 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The repair crew didn’t believe it at all.

They all thought that the guy from Beijing was just causing trouble.

If an accident happened, they would have to pay for Amadeus Yancey’s actions.

Thinking about this, who could look happy?

"Amadeus, can you hear me?" Alfred Garland held Amadeus Yancey’s coat, jumping with anxiety below: "Why don’t you come down first? The rain is so heavy, it’s too dangerous up there!"

Amadeus Yancey had already gone up with a toolbox on his back, moving agilely in the storm, contrary to the frail image the repair team initially imagined, he looked quite competent.

His figure was completely obscured by the rain, and Alfred could only see an outline.

The person above didn’t respond to him, it was unclear whether he didn’t hear or was too busy to reply.

Alfred anxiously paced in circles, gritting his teeth, and asked the person in charge beside him: "Do you have any tools? I’ll go take a look."

The person in charge’s face turned pale, gazing nervously at the silhouette atop the station, terrified that Amadeus Yancey might get into an accident, which would cost more lives than he could afford.

Upon hearing Alfred also wanted to go up, he hurriedly stopped him: "Mr. Garland, don’t joke with me. I’m already scared to death with Mr. Yancey going up alone, my legs are even weak now! If you go up as well and Amadeus encounters any mishap, I won’t have anyone to help..."

When Alfred heard him mention the possibility of an accident with Amadeus, his temples throbbed, glaring at him angrily: "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Yes, yes, I’m just anxious, aren’t I?" The person in charge slapped his own mouth, showing a sickly expression, yet refused to let go: "Let’s wait a bit longer."

And they waited, for an entire hour.

The heavy rain poured relentlessly, the icy raindrops pelting down, testing Alfred’s patience to the limit.

With every second that passed, the face of the person in charge grew increasingly pale.

"Can Mr. Yancey really repair the station?"

"..." Alfred swallowed, looking at the figure on the station, unsure deep down.

He also didn’t know if Amadeus could fix the station.

His own mind was blank at this point.

He only knew that whether or not Amadeus could handle the repair, as long as he was safe and came down unharmed, that would suffice.

Finally!

Amidst the eager anticipation of both men, the man dexterously descended from the information station, announcing to the crowd, "It’s fixed."

The person in charge wore a dumbfounded expression: "Fi-fixed?"

The workers who had been struggling to repair the signal station for half a day were also looking at each other, their expressions dismissive as they each checked their phones, thinking he was bluffing, only to find there was indeed a signal.

"No way, he really fixed it?!"

"How did he do it?"

They had been working all day without success, and yet Mr. Yancey from Beijing had fixed the signal station on his own?

Amadeus Yancey ignored their reactions, responded with a low "Mm," and stretched his hand towards an equally stunned Alfred Garland, saying: "Give me the phone."