Lord of Industrialization

"The hull is far away from the cold current of the fjord.

Jackdaws fly across my vast territory

War songs, legends, everything is destined

I am a strong shield and a spear.”

Amid the singing of the northern men, a sailboat left the port of Hanma City and sailed towards the vast sea.

This "seasoned seal" three-masted sailing ship is loaded with dehydrated vegetables, orange juice powder, canned fruits and double-barreled shotguns. It will sail about 1,600 kilometers on the sea and arrive at Nedros, where the headquarters of the Church of Nature is located.

"Land of Darkness" is the name of the Church of Light, and the locals prefer to call their hometown "Iceland Forest Sea".

Frederick thought it was similar to Scandinavia back home, but there were many islands of different sizes in the Barents Sea in the north, where people lived and made a living by fishing and hunting. Richard Nall An attempt to catch a whale there ultimately failed.

The relatively warm area in the south of this land was occupied by the Kingdom of Sverier. The cold area in the north had a harsh environment, and people formed tribes of different sizes. These tribes formed the Sami Federation.

The sailors on the ship had already known that Frederick was a distinguished guest invited by the Church of Nature, and that he was the Archduke Wesson. They respected him, so they only challenged him to an arm-wrestling contest.

This boat is the common property of a tribe, and the sailors are all from this tribe. For the first time, Frederick felt what it means to defeat the young and get the old.

The first person to challenge Frederick was a young man of similar age to him. He was quite strong. The two of them put their elbows on the barrel. When they held their hands together, they could feel the calluses left by years of using weapons on the other's hands. .

Following the captain's order, the young man suddenly exerted his strength.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a high mountain standing opposite him.

Frederick's hand didn't move at all. The young man opposite had veins popping out in his hand and his face was red from suppressing it. He still had a faint smile on his face.

Years of extraordinary strength training have greatly strengthened his physique. His muscle density is different from that of ordinary people, and he weighs more than a fat man.

"Let's go." A burly middle-aged man slapped the young man.

"Father..." The young man stood up dejectedly.

The middle-aged man slapped me again: "If you don't know anything, you will lose my face."

"Nelson," he introduced himself as he sat down, "two bears."

Nelson was two times stronger than his son, and the protective hair on his chest was divided into four parts by three beasts' claw marks.

Frederick heard Valciule tell them about their tradition, and they were proud to kill adult beasts alone.

Walqiulei's record is to kill seven wolves and three bears with her bare hands, but she is an Aurora warrior, and her standards are different from ordinary people. Nelson and the others can use weapons.

The two of them got ready on the barrel, and the captain gave the order to start exerting force.

Nelson instantly felt that he was not facing a person, but a snowy mountain.

"Lost." He knew that he could not defeat Frederick, so he decisively admitted defeat.

Then someone slapped him on the back of his head, and the menopausal man who patted him said, "How did my brother give birth to a slime like you?"

The man sat down and introduced himself: "Jason, four wolves and two bears."

Jason has a weird tattoo on his arm that looks like an auspicious cloud pattern.

He saw Frederick noticing the tattoo on his hand and explained: "This is our war pattern. Only the strongest warriors can have it. Mine is for enhanced defense."

After he finished speaking, the war pattern on his arm glowed dark green, and he was stabbed a few times with a dagger without any damage.

Frederick sighed: "I heard Master say it, but I didn't expect it to be so miraculous."

He sighed, but he didn't want to try it. There were many ways to strengthen and exercise the body. The human body was just like this, and all methods lead to the same goal.

"Let's begin." Frederick put his hand on the barrel.

The game begins again.

This time Frederick's hand moved slightly by 1 millimeter, but it immediately stopped again.

Jason felt that he was standing in the fog. As the strong wind blew away the fog, what appeared in front of him were towering mountains.

"Alas..." Jason sighed and stood up, also decisively admitting defeat.

The captain patted the back of his head and said nothing.

Judging from the technique, he should be Jason's father.

"Peterson." The captain sat down and introduced himself, "Blood Pine Warrior."

Frederick nodded to him.

Blood pine is the hardest wood in the north. They once relied on shields made of blood pine wood to travel across the North Sea and looted large amounts of grain, cattle, sheep, and women from the Kingdom of England, Green Island and other places.

Blood Pine Warriors are recognized as the most powerful warriors in the Sami Alliance, and they do not need to hunt many beasts to prove themselves.

Peterson placed his hands on the wood, his arms more war-marked than Jason's.

"My war marks increase my strength." Peterson said, "How about we compare using magic?"

Frederick nodded and said, "Okay, let's try it."

When the two held hands, Peterson's whole body lit up with an emerald green light, which was much purer than Jason's.

A burst of lightning suddenly erupted from Frederick's body, crackling non-stop, just like an electric mosquito swatter hitting a mosquito.

He can use all types of magic, but he is most suitable for electric magic, but he rarely uses it. Today, in order to pay tribute to the powerful warrior, he used his best skills.

Jason stood aside, holding the scabbard of the dagger straight, and then let go after counting three times.

The scabbard fell on the ship's deck. The two of them didn't wait for the sound to reach their ears. They could tell by the vibrations coming from the soles of their feet.

At the same moment, the part below Peterson's neck turned into a black bear, and his palms turned into bear paws. The green light on his body turned into emerald green flames, swaying in the sea breeze.

The electricity around Frederick also surged instantly, and the crackling sound turned into a sizzling sound.

The onlookers stood back far away for fear of being injured by lightning.

The two looked solemn, and they did not tell the winner immediately, and suddenly entered a stalemate.

A minute later, Frederick and Peterson were still motionless, with serious expressions.

Nelson asked Jason in a low voice: "Uncle Fourth, will grandpa lose?"

Jason shook his head slightly and said, "Dad has lost."

"Why?" Nelson couldn't see where the winner was.

"Are you stupid?" Jason slapped him on the back of the head. "When dad used all his strength, the barrel had already broken into pieces. It was Grand Duke Wesson who protected it."

Nelson suddenly realized that he had seen his grandfather in this state before. When the wheat and beans fell into the green flames, they would instantly turn into powder. They were much finer than those grinded by the water mill by the river, and could be sold at a better price.

After a full five minutes, Frederick's hand slowly pressed down Peterson's bear paw, and Peterson's forehead was suddenly covered with beads of sweat.

"I lost." Peterson shook his head helplessly, "I can't accept it."

Frederick sighed: "Even in my place, there are not many strong people as strong as Your Excellency."

Peterson shook his head and said: "Last year our ship went to Weissenburg with Kausdorff's fleet to participate in the World Exposition. I have seen those young men riding unicorns, and their talents are much higher than mine. No, what’s missing is just experience.”

Frederick nodded. The talents of the second generation knights are quite good. With the guidance of Psyche, Richard Nall and famous teachers from Weissenburg University, their current strength is much higher than that of their peers.

But there is still the same problem. The Weisen Army has not experienced many tactical headwinds since its establishment. The experience value they get from slaying mobs is not high. After playing chess with bad chess baskets too much, when they meet masters, they will change from experience, technology to The mentality loses miserably.

So Frederick asked them to go to the Kingdom of Tarago and fight the pagans to accumulate more experience.

In the following time, Frederick found that the attitude of everyone on the ship towards him had changed. They had only superficial respect at first, but after the arm wrestling competition, it turned into heartfelt respect, and their reputation rose to respect.

There is a wireless positioning system on this ship. The Dawn Chamber of Commerce has established a positioning radio station on the northern coast. The position of the ship can be calculated by knowing the position of the radio station on the map.

On the third day at sea, the pilot was knocked unconscious by the tail of a fish he caught while fishing. He couldn't recover for a day or two.

The calculation method is very simple, even just using geometric drawing. Determine the direction angles of the nearest radio stations, and then draw lines at this angle from the known radio station positions on the nautical chart. The intersection point is the current position of the ship. .

Although the accuracy is not very high because the planet is a sphere, it is enough for now.

Even so, a group of old men who can kill bears in the mountains and catch sharks in the sea just can't learn. First of all, they don't have enough self-confidence. They always get stuck halfway through teaching.

Now the second best paid person on the ship is the navigator. Among the big men on the ship, he is the only one who knows how to perform positioning operations. Even Peterson usually respects him.

Seeing this, Frederick had no choice but to take action himself. He calculated the ship's position in a few seconds and marked it on the navigation chart of this voyage.

People on the ship thought he only had brute strength at first, but they didn't expect that he was also the embodiment of wisdom. He was both wise and brave, and his reputation suddenly rose to the level of respect.

But Frederick found something wrong with the route, so he asked Peterson: "Didn't we go all the way north to Niedros? It seems that the route is much easterly."

Peterson said: "We will go home halfway, unload our personal belongings, and rest for a few days before going to Nidros."

It didn't matter to Frederick after hearing what he said. He could just go and see where they lived.

Anyway, I am here to open up the market, not only to sell goods here, but also to see if there are any things that I have not discovered before that I can purchase back.

The next day, the lookout shouted excitedly. He saw the signal tree on the hillside and was about to reach home.

The dried Seal sailed into a fjord, and the scenery in front of him deeply shocked Frederick.

The waterway here is only more than a hundred meters wide, but the steep cliffs on both sides are five to six hundred meters high!