Chapter 235: Reclaiming the Sea

"That isn't a very important matter, and your profession is a merchant; we only need to keep one person to ensure you won't lose control due to Awakening, though looking at your state, it isn't that easy to lose control."

Balute couldn't help but unpack his own parcel, "Don't think so much; as long as nothing appears when you Awaken, you will be fine."

"Is that what I'm worried about?" Chimu said with some frustration, "I'm hoping to join the Storm Church as soon as possible."

"Listen to me, that really isn't important," Mengduo comforted Chimu, "You don't need to worry about this matter; if nothing abnormal happens to you after a year, we will naturally apply. Even if you don't apply, the Church will keep an eye on you."

Chimu said somewhat powerlessly: "Alright then, but we plan to go to the Mechanical Port next; are you really not planning to go over and take a look?"

"Not going, not going; I think Tana City is quite good, I've been looking for a place to retire," Mengduo also shook his head, "Besides, I always feel that if we don't find a good place to live in Tana City now, we'll only be able to live in the surrounding areas later; we might even only be able to find a suitable house in the Port City."

I didn't expect these NPCs to already have the concept of a city.

Then again, the Royal Capital is a city itself, and Rierna is also a city.

"By the way, even if you don't plan to go with me, it's best to write a letter for me to bring along; after all, my hair is blue now."

"No problem," Balute agreed readily, then opened his wine flask and started drinking, "My, I have to say, the good wine from Gannaer you can buy here still tastes the same as what I drank before."

Chimu stopped paying attention to these few people and instead gathered with his friends to discuss matters regarding the Mechanical Port.

A portion of players had already gone to the Mechanical Port to operate businesses.

Whether it was Luolita and the others, or those guys from Yunxiao, they had all already started their own industries at the Mechanical Port.

Luolita opened a hotel at the Mechanical Port; players could stay at the Mechanical Port, the prices were relatively cheap, and they could also form parties to go out on long voyages.

As for Yunxiao and Feng Buxi and the others, they opened several trading companies at the Mechanical Port.

They registered the various goods in the players' hands truthfully; one only needed to open the forum to quickly match suitable players and logistics information. Goods that usually took half a month to transport could be delivered in about a week because of the existence of the offline forum.

Of course, there were also some players who started selling clothing, food, and creating chain stores at the Mechanical Port.

Latecomers like Chimu also hoped to open up the situation at the Mechanical Port as soon as possible.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought about going in the direction of Gannaer to make a profit.

But the Mechanical Port held a higher temptation for him.

Because that represented more formulas, more Mystical Items, and more rare materials.

"We had best own some warehouses there; we can also take on some of the work participating in the island construction, and we can order a batch of land reclamation equipment from the factory."

"But the price will likely be very high; it would be better to let them buy shares, and we take charge of the construction..."

There were many players like him; Yunxiao, who was active in Gannaer a month ago, was now busy with matters for the new version.

A new batch of players had already snapped up Helmets, and among them, quite a few had joined Yunxiao's organization.

Doing business in the game was also a playstyle that cultivation-type players liked, and in this process, there was also a chance to Awaken; not many players didn't want to give it a try.

"This is a new formula; the Treasure Chest has already verified it. Although it can't make people Awaken, it has the effect of confusing the mind. At least after he drank it, he thought he was in the real world and almost had a mental breakdown," the King of Backstabbing said while holding a report, "And this formula, it has already been verified; the main material should be fine, but there is a big problem with the auxiliary materials. After this player took it, he remained in a floating state, and until now, he can only tie a rope to himself to ensure he doesn't fall down. Hmm, and this one, after the player drank it, he turned into a lump of light; he didn't die, but he isn't exactly alive either..."

Because players could experiment with a large number of formulas and materials, the new players Yunxiao hired all had to die a few times to determine those purchased Magic Potion Formulas.

Players had currently completely mastered eleven types of Magic Potion Formulas, as well as over three hundred types of special Magic Potions.

If it weren't for the players' spirit of inquiry and exploration, verifying these formulas would take at least a hundred years, and it would have to be different organizations working together to verify them.

Otherwise, just from those discarded formulas, one wouldn't know how many times one would have to die.

"If he turned into light, then even a 'death escape' wouldn't work, right?" Yunxiao ignored the previous few pieces of information, "Does this player himself feel anything?"

"There's no special feeling for the time being, it's just that the room is really too bright at night... Hmm, our materials are also running low, but the Mechanical Port has been checking very strictly recently, and I'm afraid we won't be able to get enough materials in the short term."

"No rush, as long as we aren't caught, it's fine. Hmm, for that player who turned into light, try letting him wander around near the Believers of the Beauty God, or stay on a ship for a while; don't get caught." Yunxiao had a bit of a headache.

Among the players testing potions recently, more and more problems were appearing.

Turning into a small animal or a plant was easy to deal with.

Turning into a liquid could also be solved by being struck to death by lightning, or simply thrown into the water to drown.

But becoming a lump of light... even the dark of night couldn't completely cover up this player's radiance, and I don't know if he can eat some poison or something...

As players testing potions, they not only had to test what would cause death and what would succeed, but also had to learn what methods could be used to kill those who had mutated.

On the pier, seeing the congested ships again, Stanting felt very dissatisfied with the construction progress.

It wasn't his first time accusing these employees of not using their strength, but there was no help for it; this small island was only so big, and although the reef area wasn't small, most of the time it was below sea level.

Being able to build it up in a few years was already a miracle, it was just that Stanting was unsatisfied.

He felt the Mechanical Port could be larger, especially since the rise of Tana City recently; he felt even more that the Storm needed to expand its territory and absolutely could not let the Federal have hegemony on the sea.

Although the entire Church didn't care much about this matter, he always felt this would be a threat to the Empire.

"We only have three ships a day that can dredge mud, the building materials aren't enough either, and the way we are digging, it's not necessarily sturdy or reliable. Pier Number 16, which was excavated before, collapsed because it wasn't sturdy," the construction foreman lowered his head humbly, "We heard that one can import a new type of island-building ship from Tana City; using that kind of ship, one can directly extract enough mud, sand, and stone from the Seawater and fill it directly into the base we have reinforced..."

"Are you crazy? That is the Federal's territory; don't forget we haven't ceased fire yet!"

After reprimanding those unreliable workers, Stanting returned to his office.

He had already heard how much his subordinates valued those people from Tana City, and he also knew that most of the people flying the Tana City banner were not true Tana People.

This place was originally just a border town of the Federal; although the population wasn't small, that was all caused by industrial development and a convenient transportation environment.

Recently, Tana City had changed a lot; because of the War with the Barbarians and the navigation with Gannaer, this originally listless city had turned into a thriving new city.

Especially those Xiahui People who had played a significant role; they were now the talk of the entire Mechanical Port, and even those old guys in the Empire had some interest in these people.

Because according to what he understood, the Xiahui People were not that powerful, and even less likely to have so many people running to the Federal.

After all, according to geographical location, the Empire was closer to Xiahui, but there weren't many Xiahui People in the Empire...

Ever since that war ended several hundred years ago, the interior of the Xiahui People had been in constant turmoil, and almost no survivors could escape.

Even if they did escape, most of them became Believers of the Evil God.

So these Xiahui People who came from Tana City seemed very suspicious no matter how one looked at it.

It was just that their work ability was indeed strong; at least the ones he saw not only didn't break the law or commit crimes, but were also very reliable.

Forget it, he pushed open the office door and said to the people outside: "I heard Tana City has ships that can reclaim land from the sea; in order to develop the Mechanical Port as soon as possible and not fall too far behind the Federal, I have decided to purchase one to see the effect."

"Archbishop, are you really going to purchase one?" a believer with fluffy hair like blue algae said, "It is said that it is only in the research and development stage and hasn't truly hit the market yet."

"Then we must order it first; it's only some money. The people of the Wealth Church can't threaten us, and besides... once we develop, we can completely threaten the status of the Wealth Church, and I think the Federal also needs a new church to join."

Upon hearing Archbishop Stanting's words, the eyes of that algae-like believer lit up, "Rest assured, I will certainly handle this matter well. I wonder if you require anything else? I heard that Tana City can also provide a new type of cement, which is excellent for laying foundations."

"Then purchase some more. Hmm, I heard they also have all kinds of decent bricks; you can mention that. I think the people from the Wealth Church will not let go of the opportunity to open a factory in the Mechanical Port."

Having received the message, that young man quickly left the office building.

At the same time, in a nearby clinic, a group of Blood Clan gathered together.

Morandi said angrily, "Our blood bank has been in an emergency recently, and we have actually lost so much. Do you not know how to use your own abilities to freeze and preserve this blood?"

"This was originally the work of Joel and his wife. After they left, you didn't arrange for anyone to do these things, and when you were angry that the two of them left, why didn't you ask about our situation?"

"Exactly, I heard they really are building a hospital in Tana City. It's not that I received a letter; I asked the merchants who came from Tana City."

"That hospital is called Tulanduo Hospital, and the clinic built by their family also goes by this name."

"Someone even saw Mofate; that guy is now a celebrity in Tana City, and there was even a newspaper from Tana City that interviewed him."

It is a pity that the newspapers in Tana City do not yet have photographic equipment, and even if they did, their printing equipment could not keep up.

Otherwise, the accuracy of the news could be confirmed even more.

"Are you all blaming me? I wasn't doing it for anyone but you. If he hadn't been careful and hadn't escaped the crisis, wouldn't we have been sending ourselves to our deaths by going?" Morandi felt haggard; ever since Joel and his wife left, these clansmen had become even more disobedient.

They had learned to go out in broad daylight to inquire about news, some chose to sneak away, and others had already started asking about their shares of the family fund, hoping to withdraw them in advance...

How could this be allowed?

The Bloodthirsty Clan had always lived together; their usual social interactions were with people within the clan. They were all noble Bloodthirsty, and they should not be lumped together with those humans.

Rare blood had made many of them into great nobles. If those old guys sleeping deep underground knew that they had torn the family apart, they would surely tear them to pieces.

After listening to Morandi's words, more people were still unconvinced, but some felt that everyone shouldn't hang themselves on the same tree.

"Why don't we openly open a hospital? At the very least, it shouldn't be a black clinic like this. We could completely go and apply to those people from the Storm Church, apply to the commercial department of the Mechanical Port, and might even receive some subsidies."

"I heard that many of those Sailors are sick. Working at sea for a long time, their lives are monotonous and boring, and their diets are not balanced. I think you wouldn't want to always drink blood that tastes fishy, right?"

Sijiali was the youngest Blood Clan member in the family, even ninety-five years younger than Mofate. Her suggestions were usually ignored, but today, she felt she could finally say what she had wanted to say all along.

The Bloodthirsty Clan was just too conservative; not a single person was willing to take on the responsibility of family revival, which is why they were suppressed to the point where they couldn't even keep a clinic open in the Royal Capital.

For so many years, the whole family used one blood bank, causing everyone to be underfed. As the person in charge, Morandi was certainly to blame.

The key was that because the population was becoming increasingly sparse, the Bloodthirsty Clan became even more hesitant. The old guys also started going into seclusion once they reached a certain age, always hoping to see a stronger Bloodthirsty Clan when they opened their eyes.

"Moreover, I have already asked those people from Tana City. They also hope to have a foothold in the Mechanical Port. When I proposed building a hospital, some of them were even willing to fund me." Sijiali held her head high; she now felt that she could be more capable than Mofate. After all, she was the one who wanted to leave home more in the first place.

Another Bloodthirsty also said at the right moment, "I think so too. We can't take out all our savings from the Federal in the Mechanical Port, which is why we are like this. If we can get some investment, even if we don't return to the Federal, we can ensure we have a stable blood source and income."

(End of this chapter)