Black Dragon Code

What the Black Dragon Emperor said on the west coast was quickly spread outside through the Propaganda Department, and the craftsmen in the shipyard were all gearing up, even if they couldn't get the huge reward of 10,000 gold, as long as they could give Groundbreaking ideas and technologies, I believe the dragon king will not be stingy.

The city-state of trade, the city of the inner sea, Nisdu.

This city, once famous for its shipbuilding technology, is now more and more dilapidated and unworthy of its name.

In the middle of the third era, magic power began to rise. This era is also a good era for those ambitious and ambitious, but it is no less than a nightmare for people at the bottom of society who have no strength and want to live a stable life.

Nice is one of the oldest cities in the trading city-state. This water capital located on the coast is hit by storms every year. There is no wood and steel, the main materials for the shipbuilding industry, in the territory. Everything can only be obtained from Other cities coordinate imports.

At the very beginning, the successive heads of state of the trading city-state supported the development of Nisdu very much and gave the city various conveniences. However, with the changes in recent years, the city-state's sea power has reached a critical point. After construction, Nice was gradually neglected and slowly fell into depression.

The increase in material prices has led to a continuous decline in the profits of shipyards. Coupled with the economic downturn in the overall industry environment and the lack of support from national policies, business has continued to decrease. In order to survive, many shipyards have begun to actively transform.

What followed was: more and more unemployed people, a large number of unemployed people who were forced to be laid off hoarded, resulting in the deteriorating law and order of the whole city and deteriorating external reputation. Nice is already at the bottom of the ten cities in terms of popularity, unless Necessary, few people are willing to come to this city, and the reduction of floating population further leads to the increase of unemployment in other industries, and a vicious circle emerges.

The government is indifferent to this, and people cannot rely on themselves to get out of such a predicament. The disheartened residents give up on themselves, intoxicated by alcohol, indifferent to their families and children, and the whole city is dead.

Many people who grew up here and loved this city had pessimistically believed that unless a naval war breaks out and the city-state's demand rises sharply, this city will sooner or later become a seawater flooded city. An isolated island, completely dead.

Many qualified people are going out, trying their best to escape from this city with no hope and future in sight.

Corvet walked into the dockyard.

"Mr. Tutor." After seeing him, a few scattered apprentices bowed their heads and saluted.

He waved his hand: "Go ahead.

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The apprentices squatted down again, or sat on the ground, busy with the work in their hands.

The outermost part of the workshop is the showroom, where ship models from all over Elradia are displayed one by one. The design of the room is also very ingenious. The cabinets spiral up along the stairs, and the magic warship representing the highest technology of the era is placed on the top floor. Like a bright pearl.

The light comes in from the window holes on both sides of the wall, and reflects on the slate floor, singing strips of light spots across the room. Light and darkness form overlapping silhouettes, just like the markings of a dragon.

Apprentices will study here for three to five years, until they have a good grasp of theoretical knowledge such as ship structure, working principle, basic data, etc., before they have the opportunity to be selected by the instructor as disciples to learn deeper manufacturing techniques.

In its heyday, there were more than a hundred apprentices in Corvette's workshop, but now, there are only seven children still studying in the dock workshop.

Corvet walked into the casting room, the core area of ​​the dock workshop, following the bright and dark spots.

Pushing open the door, the line of sight suddenly opened up. Twelve giant cast steels acted as load-bearing columns, propping up this extremely spacious room. Windows were opened on all four stone walls, and the roof was covered by a well-designed ventilation system. Casting The indoor furnishings are extremely simple, even somewhat chaotic. Various castings and fasteners are randomly piled up in the corners, and some have been covered with dust and have not been cared for for a long time.

"Charlie, how were you talking to them?" he asked.

A young man in his twenties came over, shook his head and said, "These damned businessmen are all vampires. They don't think we have the ability to repay our debts, so they don't want to give us funding."

After finishing speaking, the young man paused for a moment, and then added: "Teacher, why don't you want to go to Beidi to take a look? Since we asked for help until now, we haven't found any support in this city, but if we go to Beidi, With your experience and skills, who can stop you from getting that bounty?"

"Judging from the external publicity over there, Beidi attaches great importance to the sea-going ship industry, and you can get strong support for your work there, ensuring that you can concentrate on researching new-type sea-going ships."

"I've heard enough of what you say."

Covet glanced at the only disciple who was still willing to stay by his side, and said with some disapproval: "I don't know the level of shipbuilding in the Northland you mentioned. What if we need to start from scratch? And Charlie, you have to remember, We don’t build ships for money, if you build ships just for money and status, you can’t build good ships, because sooner or later you will rush to make more crude products in order to make more money.”

"A shipbuilder doesn't need money, but a ship needs money, mentor."

The young man quickly retorted: "Before talking about dreams and feelings, we must first ensure that we can survive."

He took a sip of the bitter coffee and continued: "This city cannot be saved by your persistence alone. Even if your technology is at the top of Elradia, it cannot reverse the fact that Nice is declining day by day. I have seen enough ugly faces, without borrowing support, our expenses may not be able to survive this month. Going to the Northland does not mean that you will give up your dreams, but just change to a better environment to realize your ideals. "

After listening, Covet didn't say anything, but looked at his proud disciple, and asked softly, "Charlie, is this your idea?"

Under the gaze of the instructor, the young man hesitated for a while, and finally nodded.

"It's understandable for you to have such an idea. Young people should venture out. Go if you want. I support you."

Covette smiled gently: "But I choose to stay here, Charlie. If everyone chooses to flee, then this city will truly become a dead city. This is my home, my acquaintances, friends, memories It’s all here, how do you ask me to leave it? You should understand me. Don’t worry, let an old guy like me stay here, as long as there are people around, Nice still has hope.”

Corvette's words were loud and loud, and the room became a little quiet for a while.

After a long time, the young man sighed: "Since this is the case, I will think of a way." He is an orphan, and he regards Kowett as a teacher and a father, how could he leave this old man who is over 60 years old and leave alone.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a commotion outside.

"What are you doing!"

The apprentice's startled and angry voice came in, accompanied by the muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Both of them were startled, and Covet stepped forward quickly, opened the door, and checked the status of the exhibition reception room.

The shining sword reflected the sunlight, blinding him. A group of guards in full body armor rushed in and pushed the apprentice to the ground in a tyrannical manner.

"Stop, soldier! What are you doing here?"

Covet yelled loudly, as a well-known shipbuilder, he traveled all over the world when he was young, and met many big men, and these soldiers could not frighten him.

"Mr. Covet."

The leader Tin Can paused for a moment, with only two eyes exposed in the helmet, he glanced at him expressionlessly, and said in a blunt tone: "Due to the urban planning, your dock has been requisitioned."

"requisition?"

Covet laughed back angrily, looked straight at the soldiers without fear, and angrily said: "I bought and built this land and dock twenty years ago, and it is private property protected by the city-state law. You have no right to it." No one can requisition!"

"I know."

The soldier's eyes were smiling, with a bit of sarcasm: "So Mr. Covet, you can take your voucher from the past and go to the city hall to receive a subsidy of 20 gold coins."

Twenty?

What a joke!

But no matter how much Covet resisted, in a blink of an eye, he was driven out of his dock by strong soldiers, until his buttocks were in close contact with the cold ground. Unbelievable look.

The city really is hopeless.