The noodles were boiled in plain water with no oil, just a handful of dried vegetables thrown in.
Nine years into the disasters, noodles were already a luxury. If the navy didn't get better food rations than most departments, even this would've been hard to come by.
Nicole didn't want to owe anyone a favor, so she pulled six plain buns from her bag, along with a container of pickled vegetables and some cured meat.
No matter the situation, it never hurt to stay on the instructor's good side.
Jacob knew Nicole and Zeph had earned plenty of points, so after politely refusing once or twice, he accepted the food, heated it up, and joined them for dinner.
Nicole felt a little awkward.
"I didn't know we'd be staying on the submarine, so I only brought a couple packs of dried noodles. I'll make breakfast tomorrow. Once we're back on shore, I'll replace whatever food we use."
Jacob smiled. "Don't worry about it. You spent a fortune in points on this submarine. The navy can at least feed you while you're training. The food's pretty basic, though, so don't expect much."
Technically, meals weren't included.
Under the usual purchase and training process, Nicole and Zeph wouldn't have started this soon. But Arthur had spoken to the naval department, and they were added to the schedule at the last minute.
Everything happened so quickly that no one properly told Nicole what she needed to bring. But since the order came directly from senior leadership, feeding them wasn't a problem.
The theory portion lasted three days, and the schedule was packed.
Jacob took the job seriously and somehow made even the driest technical material interesting. Whenever Nicole or Zeph had a question, he took the time to explain it thoroughly.
There was no way to cover everything about operating, maintaining, and repairing a submarine in just three days. Still, Nicole and Zeph came prepared and asked question after question about problems they might run into during tsunamis and severe storms.
Some of their questions were so specific and complicated that even trained submariners rarely asked them.
They gave Jacob plenty to think about, but he still answered every one as thoroughly as he could.
Neither of them took surviving the disasters lightly. Aside from eating, showering, and sleeping just four hours a night, Nicole and Zeph spent almost every minute studying the submarine.
The more they learned now, the better their chances of surviving whatever came next.
At first, Jacob assumed they were just well-connected civilians. He stayed polite, but privately, he had his doubts.
He didn't expect them to work harder than many actual naval trainees, and both of them learned remarkably fast. He found himself wishing they were under his command.
One day, he finally asked, "Why don't you two enlist? The base needs people like you for the Ark Project."


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