This is the model of the third-level battleship - Conqueror

In addition, the main mast is more than one person tall, and the model is one arm span. The entire hull is completely carved according to the reduced proportion of the Conqueror. From the open gun door and the windows of the tail building, you can see that it is the same as the real ship, such as the artillery, crossbow cart, tactical command table, and all the things that should be on the warship are inside.

Daliang even saw a model of the warship used to arrange naval battles on the chart spread out on the captain's office command table.

The entire model is extremely exquisite and stunning.

Although he knew that these were all data in the game, this time the exquisite crafts still attracted him to go in and check them carefully.

And then a cold voice sounded from behind him.

"Conqueror: Level 3 Battleship. I just completed the work, if you like it, you can buy it for 5,000 yuan."

Daliang quickly turned around and found a skeleton hero from the undead race standing behind him.

He was wearing brown shirts, and the light green soul fire was lit in his eye sockets. He looked at the Conqueror model. Although there was no expression on his flesh-and-blooded face, Daliang could still feel his pride and sense of accomplishment in the work.

"Gis? Are you Gis?"

Daliang didn't expect to meet a skeleton from the undead here. It seemed that he should be the one he was looking for.

"Yes, I am Gith, a ship model engraver." Gith nodded and replied. The undead is usually very dull and his voice is mostly emotional. Few people will be as excited as Marquis Stanley when they see money.

Gith, a man known as a friend by the prophet, is probably just an identity he hides here.

Out of courtesy, Daliang lifted his hood and revealed his appearance: "I like this Conqueror model very much. I bought five thousand gold coins. In addition, I have two corpses of golden dragons. I don't know if you are interested in purchasing it."

When he heard the corpse of the golden dragon, Gith's soul fire instantly flourished, and then he returned to normal: "Haha, friend. You seem to have gone to the wrong place. What's the use of the corpse of the golden dragon? I'm just a ship model engraver."

Daliang smiled and said, "Maybe the address given to me by the prophet of the mysterious cottage in Songjiang City is wrong. Since you are not interested in the corpse of the Golden Dragon, then I will leave now. For this model of the Conqueror, please ask someone to help me send it out of the Flea Street, because when I came, the people here were very unfriendly to me."

"Do you know the prophet?" After Daliang finished speaking, Gith's momentum immediately burst out. Daliang had only seen the confidence of a strong man in Grand Duke Howard.

"Sir!" Feeling the sudden burst of momentum in the room, Julian outside the door rushed in. She drew her sword and stared at Gith from the side. As long as he had a slight unfavorable move to Daliang, she would attack immediately.

Daliang waved his hand and told Julian not to act rashly, and then said to Gith: "I know the prophet, and I helped do something very important to him. So when he knew that I had the corpses of two golden dragons, he asked me to come to you. Otherwise, how could I find such an inconspicuous place?"

Gith glanced at Julian, who was wearing a cloak, and then said to Daliang: "If the Archangel can be the guard, there are three people in this city that can do it, now there are two. You should be Viscount Feichen. What did you do? In fact, let the Prophet leak my address to a nobleman."

"The prophet wanted to resurrect his lover, so I found important medicinal herbs for him, so he gave me your address and said you might be interested in the corpse of the golden dragon."

Only a very few people knew about the prophet's resurrection of his lover. Since Daliang said this, he could confirm that he did know this from the prophet.

Gith's hostility weakened, and then he asked, "Has the Prophet succeeded?"

"I don't know," Daliang shrugged, "I left there after the Songjiang War. If you want to know, you can ask him by yourself if you have the chance."

Gith sighed: "Resurrection? Resurrection of a powerful hero is impossible. He has been obsessed with it for too long. If he succeeds, he will definitely come to me. If I don't see him, it means he has failed. He will continue to stay in that garden of truth, and I..."

Gis didn't continue to say it, and he said to Daliang: "I do need the corpse of the golden dragon, I want both ends. Whatever you want, even if you ask, as long as I can do it..."

Daliang was not interested in the affairs of Gith and the Prophet. They were too high-end and were not on the same level, so he was lazy to think about it.

The most important thing is to maximize the interests of the Golden Dragon's corpse.

Daliang looked at the Conqueror model around him and asked, "I want to know first, how did you know its structure in this model? Conqueror is the second flagship of the Pudong Fleet. Even I have only been on it once, and you actually made every detail of this warship so accurately. If you are not the Undead, but the Human race, I can conclude that you have served on the Conqueror.

So, you have never been on the Conqueror, but you have made the Conqueror model. Does this also mean that you have other intentions for the Conqueror, or your Pudong fleet?

I am the major of the Pudong Fleet. My interests are one with the Pudong Fleet. If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, even if this is a flea street, it will probably block the navy's attack."

Gith said, "Haha, it seems that Viscount Feichen is indeed meticulous. No wonder he ruined the great situation created by Joshua in a short time. First, the Baron and then the Viscount, who was promoted so quickly, and was valued by Joyce.

In fact, the reason why I can accurately make the Conqueror model is very simple, because I designed the drawings of the Conqueror, not just the Conqueror, but all the drawings of the battleships here are designed by me."

As Gith said, Daliang looked at the house full of warship models, and there were as many as 9 models of battleships alone.

There are one third-level battleship, three fourth-level battleships, and five fifth-level battleships.

Good, if Gith is telling the truth, he should be a master-level ship designer and a master-level hero!

Master-level heroes hide in flea street to make warship models, you're kidding!

Just as you can design a battleship, you can be worshipped as your ancestors when you go to any port city.

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

Daliang's first reaction was that Gith was lying. If he designed the Conqueror battleship, how could Joyce allow such a master to live in seclusion on Flea Street, and he was tied up and kidnapped him away.

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