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A family should stick together even in a different world – [Added Chapter 5/25]_2 Additionally, I heard that our station has a starport…
cough cough, I an a dock!
So our business can extend to the shipping industry, right?
“That would be fantastic.”
Lord Selakfenta twitched his chubby hands with an excited expression and said:
“Why not start with a couple of rotators…”
“Rotators?
Definitely build the Leviathan first, it can carry and fight!”
Another equally refined player imdiately argued:
“Given the current unstable situation in Transylvania, re ore ships won’t be able to jump from the High-Safety Area to those lower-security border regions.
If we’re to get into shipping, we must arm our fleet from the very beginning.
I’ve already found a lot of suitable ship data for this era, and once our fearless Transylvanian land army pushes to a sea outlet, our shipping industry will bloom everywhere.”
These guys were excitedly discussing the topic, and Murphy, hiding in the shadows, heard them ntion things like “Fearless Knightface,” “Guide Beacons,” and “Blockading Star Gates,” and he imdiately realized.
What a catch!
Old Chen and Uncle Fuding had snagged him a group of EVE experts!
No wonder these guys called themselves the strategy and logistics team; ah, the real “Operation Masters” were logged on.
The future seed bright for the Torrent Knights Group.
Compared to the role-playing gars’ marriage ceremony on this side, Stick Brother’s side was moving along much faster.
He and his team were now digging trenches in the Dark Baron Territory, and staying back in the Crimson Castle was the grumpy Kind-Hearted Shark Uncle, the liaison officer.
This guy was not pleased.
Because he was a vampire, he couldn’t enjoy the newly implented human racial talents.
However, he was very satisfied with the face customization feature.
This bald vampire Martial Monk belonged to the type of people who went all out with modifications to his own face; now sporting an “overly extre” round face, he was introducing the Maginot Line situation to ten retired Engineer Soldiers.
Stick Brother may have been a seasoned veteran, but he wasn’t from the engineering corps, so digging trenches was better left to the professionals.
The addition of these ten old Engineer Soldiers would definitely make the Maginot Line’s layout more rational and offensive.
Apart from these two groups, Chosen Ashman was talking with a tall new player about sothing.
This player appeared to be in his thirties, not outstanding-looking but with a well-balanced body, clearly soone who exercised regularly.
While listening to Dust Beater go over the current construction progress of the Crimson Castle and the surrounding areas, the new player examined the blueprint given to him.
After a few minutes of description, he asked:
“So, Old Chen brought here to assist him in the design and construction of important facilities that will be undertaken in Transylvania’s second phase?
Hasn’t he already drawn up the blueprints?
I don’t think there’s anything I can change.”
“No, senior brother, we’ve already got ideas for the easy to construct places, but so special buildings are too difficult; they’re not sothing I and my brick-moving buddy can handle.”
Dust Beater said with regret:
“These buildings either have special purposes or special significance, and we’re not bold enough to take them on.
That’s why we’ve asked for you to co and check over them.
You are Old Chen’s most excellent student, after all.
You’ve worked on major projects like cross-river bridges; building a Midnight Tower should be a breeze for you, right?
And you’ve been an overseer for many years with solid construction site experience, and later you even went in an office to lead a team, making you the perfect candidate to be the head of our Stonemason Brotherhood.”
“Don’t butter up, kid.”
The civil engineering senior brother, ID “Samoyed Syria,” laughed heartily, gathering the blueprints and said:
“I’ve heard from Old Chen that the planning and actual construction of Transylvania is your and Xiaosun’s graduation project.
I’m just here to help; you still have to do the specifics.
I, as your senior brother, can’t help you cheat, or I’d never be able to face Old Chen’s temper.
Co on, let’s go pay the old man a visit.
Ah, it’s been years since I last saw him when the teacher’s wife was still here.
I’ve been very worried about Old Chen’s spirit, always inviting him over to give him sothing to do, but he just won’t co.
But now, seeing him find his second spring here in his career, I can rest easy.
You two really did a good thing unintentionally.”
“Hehe, just luck, all luck.”
Dust Beater chuckled, leading his own senior brother out of the secret room, but as they walked, he suddenly stopped, looked around, and asked in a low voice:
“I heard from the professor that, senior brother, you and your wife’s love story had its ups and downs, but the lovers eventually got their happy ending.
You must be very experienced in this area, so could I ask you for so advice?”
“Ah?”
Samoyed Syria, who had just entered the ga and was still studying the construction style of this vampire secret chamber, suddenly froze.
He looked at his junior with a perplexed gaze, inwardly mocking:
“I heard from Xiaosun that this guy got himself a virtual wife in the ga, two even, and I thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seems to be true…
This kid’s got ga!
He can really bring it in every aspect.”
However, despite the inner mockery, as soone experienced in society, Samoyed brother didn’t show any strange expression.
Instead, he smiled even more warmly, signaling Dust Beater to share the fun stories he wanted to hear.
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