With the powerful insight that his life level has been upgraded to B level, Wang Hui can clearly see the details in the miniature fleet through the glass cover.

Although there was no sound inside, one could tell from the expressions of the three people on the bow of the Nicholas that they were relaxed and happy.

"The first knight of the Kingdom of Stormwind, the seventh prince, and a witch who seems to be of high status..."

Wang Hui lowered his body and peered through the small side windows of those miniature ships. He could vaguely see the crowds of people inside, almost all of them full of soldiers.

"This kind of battle looks less and less like a battle against island elves who are not strong enough to fight."

Along the direction of the fleet's sailing, Wang Hui raised his arm and gestured for an extension line. Sure enough, it was staggered from the island in the deep sea where elves lived, but led to the farther northwest end!

"Are they going to the place where the two worlds meet?"

Wang Hui couldn't help but look surprised.

It seems that the Gulf World has some investigation methods that he is not aware of. The brief connection between the two micro-worlds not long ago must have been detected by the Kingdom of Storm through some means.

"So...the purpose of sending out the navy with such a big fanfare is to conquer my clan world!"

Thinking of this, Wang Hui shook his head and laughed.

"It just so happens that I still lacked an excuse to launch an invasion, so you guys came to my door yourself...

Then I asked the three tribes to launch a self-defense counterattack, and accidentally pushed it to the Storm King's capital. Is that justified?"

Based on the Storm Navy's sailing speed, it is estimated that it will take some time to reach the end of the sea.

Wang Hui came to the clan world first, thinking to give Nalan Xiao some relief and make targeted preparations.

call out--

The beam of light fell from the sky, and this time it landed outside the God-given city.

You can see that a dock near the river is busy not far away. Dozens of workers are adding shells to the warships, which are aluminum cans provided by Wang Hui!

The ship development history and design drawings he handed over did not include the content of modern steel battleships.

Wang Hui deliberately did not want the clan world to follow the old technological path of the outside world, and wanted to see if he could develop a new direction in terms of extraordinary power.

But the craftsmen headed by Nalan Yuan actually came up with the idea of ​​making metal boats through their own exploration.

After many experiments and comparisons, they concluded a relatively mature solution, which is to add an aluminum skin of appropriate thickness to the wooden hull.

In this way, it not only greatly enhances the warship's defense and waterproof penetration capabilities, but also does not bring excessive load and can still maintain a relatively fast sailing speed!

After review by the senior management of the three groups, it was decided that the aluminum skin on the hull adopts the bright silver side of the inside of the can.

After all, it is a war fought by three tribes unanimously. If each tribe uses their own representative colors to paint the ship, it will look a bit inconsistent.

"Hey, you guys!"

Wang Hui saw a group of twelve and three-year-old children panting and carrying aluminum sheets. He stepped forward to help and said to him:

"Is the autumn harvest almost over? How is this year's harvest?"

The children looked at each other in confusion after hearing this. Seeing Wang Hui's strange clothes and extraordinary demeanor, they were a little afraid to respond casually for a while, but they felt that the aluminum skin they were carrying seemed much lighter than before.

"Our Zuoqiu family's grain harvest has been finished!"

An older girl, who was not so frightened, said with pride on her face:

"The output of jade and wheat this year is 20% more than last year. We also harvested several crops of tomatoes, cucumbers, and green peppers that the gods later gave us, and stored them in the cellar. We will be able to eat a lot of food in the winter!"

"Oh..."

Wang Hui nodded with a smile and asked again: "But there is going to be a war soon. Some people may die on the battlefield before winter comes. Aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

This time it was a little boy who answered first: "The teacher said that without the guidance of the great gods, the three tribes might still be fighting among themselves, fighting back and forth every year, and children like us might not have a chance to grow up alive...

It’s different now! The three tribes are rich and powerful. When facing foreign invaders, we fight not only for ourselves but also for the gods! No one is afraid!"

"oh?"

Wang Hui was a little surprised. Seeing that the other children nodded in agreement, he couldn't help but secretly praise it.

From this we can see the usefulness of ideological education, which takes "gods first" as the core and emphasizes that the three races have formed a community of destiny, subtly giving children a strong sense of mission...

It is foreseeable that when this generation of educated young people grow up, the belief of the three tribes in Wang Hui, the "god", will become more and more deeply rooted!

He was in a good mood, and the hand holding up the aluminum skin released a little trace of source energy, which flowed into the bodies of these children quietly...

Helping them carry the aluminum sheet to the raw material storage point, Wang Hui said goodbye and left.

Looking at his back walking towards the God-Given City, the little boy muttered in confusion: "I seem to have seen that big brother somewhere..." www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"Okay!"

The girl who responded to Wang Hui first waved her hand and said energetically: "Do you feel full of strength? Let's move a few more times, and we can earn an extra salary before we finish work at night!"

…

In the evening, the palace in the center of the God-given city.

Wang Hui didn't see Nalan Xiao. He was said to have gone to the east for inspection, but he saw Zuo Qiuyue who stayed in the city to handle daily affairs.

"you…"

Looking at this woman wearing a leader's robe, with a hint of maturity between her eyebrows, Wang Hui was a little dazed for a moment.

In my impression, Zuo Qiuyue seems to be still the childish girl who dedicated the inherited sacred object [Yin Yang Fish] to him.

Unknowingly, his appearance has changed.

"How old are you this year?"

If someone like Hu Yangui asked this, Zuo Qiuyue would definitely slap the table in annoyance: Are you done with the business? Go somewhere to cool down!

But it was Wang Hui who asked the question. She bowed her head respectfully and answered: "Lord God, this year is the eleventh year since the advent of God. I have just turned twenty-six years old."

"Twenty-six..."

Wang Hui sighed deeply, Zuo Qiuyue was only fifteen years old when they first met.

To the outside world where he was, only a few days had passed, but in the clan world eleven years had passed.

"Have you not found a partner? As the leader of the Zuoqiu clan, you don't have the same rules as the leader Nalan that forbids starting a family. It's good to put down your work for a while and focus on your emotional life."

"No, I don't have the time to think about it."

Zuo Qiuyue looked up at Wang Hui calmly, and asked inexplicably with some resistance: "Master God, haven't you also not started a family?"

"cough…"

Wang Hui did not expect the other party to say such a thing, and sighed helplessly: "When the little girl grew up, she learned to talk back! What are you thinking about all day long?"

"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense to Chief Shrewd."

A smile appeared on Zuo Qiuyue's face, and the slightly unfamiliar atmosphere became much more harmonious.
Chapter completed!