The Game of Demon Hunter

Chapter 794 Who will be the next biscuit?

Time flew by, and it took two weeks for the Golden Fleet to complete the landing and clean-up of the city after they arrived in Wangxiang City.

These huge warships made locally are too big, far exceeding the standards of their counterparts in the world. The outdated port of Wangxiang City simply cannot dock these giant ships.

Even if half of the city's residents were mobilized to clean up the ruins in the port area, the expansion still couldn't meet the needs of the fleet.

Players and sailors have to use landing craft and transportation ships to transport the supplies on the fleet back like ants moving house.

The entire outer city was completely flattened, and the walls of the inner and outer cities were being repaired. The entire Wangxiang City was like a huge construction site, with countless civilians and soldiers busy.

In the sky, several airships with a length of more than 80 meters left large shadows on the ground. They were rigid airships trial-produced in the Loess Area.

According to the current technical level, this airship can be regarded as a miracle of science and magic technology.

Each airship has beautiful streamlined lines, its huge size, and the unique 'humming' sound of the magic power engine not only refreshes the pilots on the airship, but also shocks the creatures on the ground.

The aborigines, no matter they are humans or orcs, when they saw this completely man-made sky monster, they seemed to be held by a spell for the first time. Majestic and beautiful.

This is also a kind of equipment that has been eliminated on the battlefield in the loess area. Its target is too large, its action is too slow, and it has a fragility that does not match its size.

A mage who can fly and release fireballs can kill a whole ship of people. Although the rigid airship has a relatively strong shell, it cannot resist that level of explosion.

Of course, the aborigines in the loess area are unparalleled fascination with this giant aircraft, and they refuse to give up this giant beast that is destined to be eliminated.

Several large caster organizations have joined forces and began to cooperate to improve the structure of the rigid airship, enhancing its defense, speed and load capacity.

It is said that they saw the shadow of the floating city on the rigid airship, and a large amount of materials and expensive precious metals were invested in this project by the aboriginal spellcasting organization.

Like I said before, if you have money, you can enchant every piece of your scale armor, which is what those alchemists do.

The airbag of a rigid airship has a structure of two or even three layers inside and outside. For alchemists, it is a platform on which four or even six sides can draw magic circles.

Of course, compared to the airships of the local alchemists that can be called flying palaces, the airships that appear here are only military models made by players.

In addition to the simple fire protection circle, there is only a thin layer of repulsive shield, which can defend against the shooting of crossbows.

But it was scary enough, especially those airships were very maliciously painted with skins such as dragons, sharks, and funny faces, which made them even more deterrent.

"If it weren't for that funny face, this scene would have been recorded in history." Yang Yuefan frowned as he watched the huge smiling face sailing through the sky with an extremely unbeatable expression: "I plan to open a road from Wangxiangcheng to Fengfeng. Passage of Rest Castle."

"We don't have enough manpower, even if you use bombs to open the way, we don't have enough manpower." Xu Yichen shook his head, thinking about the manpower and material resources at hand: "The residents of Wangxiang City are too poor in physical fitness, and they don't have half a year to recuperate. The average physique in the Far South is not up to it."

"So we need more people." Yang Yuefan spread out his hands, with an expression like you've got the point: "National construction requires everyone to contribute to it, Comrade Political Commissar."

"I also acted as a human forklift this morning and loaded fifty wagons of goods at the port." The witcher looked at Yang Yuefan jokingly: "I rarely see you participating in construction outside, and I suspect that you are not loyal."

"Hehe, the relevant departments have the right to avoid low-level labor, so that we can devote our limited lives to the infinite anti-chaos cause." Yang Yuefan pretended that I am hanging on, and you can do nothing to me, and then quickly became serious: "No kidding, we must open the way to Storm's End and make use of that industrial city."

"The deal with the Ain-Air people went well?" The witcher looked at the large construction site below. The entire city had been re-planned, and only enough people were needed to start construction immediately.

Because this world has magic, psychic power, and transcendent beings, once they are all utilized, the speed of construction will not be much slower than in reality.

It's just that no one has done this before, and the players have set a precedent. The brick mover with extraordinary strength is really one of the top 20 capable.

"It went well. The other party did not reject the metal samples we provided." Yang Yuefan sent the half-elf back the next day after the battle, accompanied by twenty players, almost all of whom chose to stay in the newspaper. Players in the battle group.

Great efforts also have great rewards. The players used human chains to save a communication line between the Elf Tribe and Wangxiang City. This trick was learned from the Ganges.

Although the news about this transaction could not be reported in real time, it was suppressed within three hours.

If it wasn't that he couldn't leave, Yang Yuefan planned to go directly with the half-elf.

"We are short of construction workers, miners, and soldiers. As long as there are people here, we can use them!" Yang Yuefan said fiercely: "Even if it is robbery, you have to grab five thousand people for me!"

"Who are you paying attention to?" Xu Yichen glanced at the corrupt officials in relevant departments with a smirk on his face and said together with the other party: "Anthony Dagang (Antoine!)?"

Although they didn't say the same word, the two clearly had the same idea.

"Is there any news about Lannister recently?" Xu Yichen turned his head and asked, "It doesn't look like those pirates to be so quiet. I remember they still have a Mithril mine in their hands?"

"It's already listed in the plan. I arranged for people to search for the location of their lair." Yang Yuefan opened a small notebook: "You said before that there is a speculator from the former pirate group in Storm's End? I will also send people there 'Please', don't worry, sooner or later."

"It should be one of us who can't escape!" Yang Yuefan smiled brightly. The domestic appetite for Mithril is growing, which is definitely good news.

For this mithril mine that is about to be acquired, the next batch of volunteer ocean-going fleets have already begun to be formed.

It is the instinct of every power to eat more and occupy more, and Far South is the first biscuit to be swallowed by the Loess Region.

PS: It’s only eleven o’clock after I finished coding today. Could it be that my hand speed has increased?

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