The magic of fairies was sothing Fang Hong was already well aware of, as they were not only extrely curious but also preserved ancient knowledge.
So of which was even older than the giant dragons.
However, nowadays, very few fairy clans engaged in the crafting of magic equipnt, after helping mortals repel the Dark Giant Dragon, they scattered around the world, and so even beca bards.
"Your Miss Fairy's knowledge is profound," Miss Sicape said, sowhat surprised, "but after all, she is a fairy, so it's natural for her to recognize this fairy gold."
"This violet gold was left in the Morning Dawn Star by an old friend," she continued, "before he left Eteliria, he entrusted these inheritances to our disposal. However, Kroid and I had not yet decided how to use them, and it seed sowhat disrespectful to that old friend to just auction them off."
She looked at Fang Hong, "But I hadn't expected that shortly after that, the Morning Dawn Star would also encounter troubles, and these items have remained in this place since then. Actually, Kroid and I had the authority to digitalize them, but after so discussions, we decided to leave them for you."
"Ade, you are a craftsman and frankly, more qualified than us to decide how to use them. I believe that old friend would also prefer them to be crafted into more aningful items rather than just crudely auctioned off."
Fang Hong took a deep breath and nodded slightly.
Indeed, selling this chest of fairy gold could easily bring in several million. But rely disposing of it in such a manner would indeed be a waste, as the properties of fairy gold make it one of the best materials for constructing magic guided reactors.
Such an amount of fairy gold would more than suffice for creating a ship's magic guided reactor, and they also just so happened to need one, which could not be said to be anything less than a fate ordained by the universe.
They were to inherit the past of the Morning Dawn Star, while the Morning Dawn Star left them a future—
They needed all sorts of rare materials for shipbuilding because the Seven Seas Traveler was undoubtedly one of the most special airships in the world, so the materials they needed were bound to be so of the rarest.
And this fairy gold greatly eased their burden.
Of course, Fang Hong was naturally not capable of building a ship's magic guided reactor yet, but he had already planned to first use so of this fairy gold to construct his own magic guided reactor, to initially experint with its physical and magical properties.
Then, he planned to attempt building a large magic guided engine, like the one on Mr. Greyrock, to align with the platform's transformation plans.
The remainder was more than enough for building a ship's engines, after all, the fairy gold would only be used in the core parts of the magic guided reactors. They had not yet reached the luxury of using fairy gold for the reactor's casing and transmission system as well.
Seeing the expressions of Fang Hong and the others, Miss Sicape was initially puzzled. But she didn't know about Fang Hong's bold shipbuilding plans, and only after asking, did she realize that this young man's daring had no bounds.
Just like before—
She subconsciously wanted to remind him not to daydream in broad daylight, but as she opened her mouth, she realized that this was no longer at the Morning Dawn Star. Those stubborn, grand rational views of his seed to be materializing one by one.
The little fellow in her mories, who seed naive but was actually pragmatic, had step by step made it to this day. And herself, who seed to make sense, was no longer in that world.
Thinking of this, Miss Sicape shook her head and said no more.
The remaining items in the cabinet were not worth noting.
But a few items of sowhat decent quality were handed over to others by Fang Hong, including two magic rings, several rare skill plugins, so books, and so rare plant seeds; indeed, these heirlooms of the Morning Dawn Star, rather than gathering dust, might as well see the light of day and serve a greater purpose.
Because there are always people inheriting the common dreams of their original owners.
The last item was a transparent hexagonal prism crystal, the purpose of which Sicape herself did not know, only keeping it here because it was acquired by chance with Kroid, and its quality level was very high.
Fang Hong glanced at it, quality SS, a near-legendary item, yet as he held it in his hands, there were no prompts of its function, and it seed even the system couldn't discern it. This crystal was discarded under all other things, it looked as if even Miss Sicape had forgotten about it.
He thought for a mont and decided to keep it too; the reason was similar to those of Miss Sicape and Kroid, such a high-quality item was bound to have so use.
As for what was at the very bottom of the chest, it was a bag of money—about several thousand Lycels. In comparison to the chest of Fairy Gold, these savings seed sowhat paltry, but they instantly made Fang Hong recall his life at Morning Dawn Star.
And the bag of money that Miss Sicape had handed to him at the ti.
It was as if that was the real Morning Dawn Star.
And everyone else.
Fang Hong rely smiled faintly, his eyes tender, as he placed his hand on the pile of gold coins, converting the data directly. Seeing his expression, Miss Sicape knew what he was thinking and stayed quiet.
Tata stood on the table, looking up at his knight.
From that mont, the journey of the Morning Dawn Star had ended.
And a new journey was being born.
"What's its na?" asked the little girl at the counter, holding a Record Crystal, questioning everyone.
Everyday, hundreds of new teams and guilds ca into being here.
But witnessing the birth of an Adventure Group for the first ti in her life was still an unprecedented experience for her as an apprentice. Even the fatigue from running around earlier seed mostly forgotten, leaving only her cheeks flushed.
Her tone was sowhat ceremonial, causing even the others to beco sowhat solemn.
Only the veterans still watched these newcors sowhat amusedly, thinking that establishing an Adventure Group didn't need to be this formal; only newcors would make such a fuss about it.
Fang Hong thought for a mont.
He and the others had already discussed it, if they couldn't inherit the na Morning Dawn Star, their adventure group should be called sothing else. He turned his head to look at Hilveld, and Miss Ship's Officer nodded at him.
He then looked at Atira and Tianlan, along with everyone else; no one spoke, but their eyes were filled with focus and anticipation.
Fang Hong then turned back and answered:
"It's called the Seven Seas Travel Group."
Miss Ship's Officer's eyes twinkled slightly.
It was a ship's na.
But it was also a dream.
Once it set sail, there was nothing but shimring seas and soothing poems ahead.
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