After having fun, naturally comes more intense daily work. There are more important and profound reasons why we stay in this small base.
This is the cradle of the future Oran Empire's super-weapon floating fleet. If you only look at the equipment, industrial base, craftsmen and engineers, they are among the best in the entire continent.
It turned out that according to the original plan, the Northern Lights could be refloated in two weeks, but it was only just refloated.
Even if the difference between semi-finished products and finished products is huge, due to the existence of the contract, we can only go out and look for opportunities to use other spare parts to complete it. Of course, due to the gap in industrial level, it is impossible to compare with the completion here.
Due to the invasion of the Sea Clan, there were force majeure changes in the execution of the contract, but it unexpectedly gave us enough time. If we don't cherish it, it would be too wasteful. So, as soon as we entered the base, I issued a high-level, high-level order.
Order to complete the construction of the Northern Lights with quality.
“A bad working environment will only make workers hate or even hate their employers, and they will only try their best to cope with the errands. A pleasant environment will not only increase the enthusiasm and productivity of workers, but also conducive to the birth of masterpieces when inspiration strikes.
"
In order to allow everyone to live and work here with peace of mind, I tried every means to improve the working conditions, such as improving food standards, theatrical performances, and football matches. In order to improve the food, I even secretly went out from the underwater exit to fight.
Went fishing several times.
With the help of Trixis' Song of Tides, those sea tribes probably don't even know why their own fish schools are gone now. Even if they can think of someone poaching, they will only think of other tribes taking action.
The effect of these entertainment activities is very good. After all, entertainment is too scarce for people in this world. The only drawback is that it seems to be a bit overdone, which makes the engineers not happy and not able to work at ease.
Already.
But soon, a large number of undead creatures attacked, the recovered engineers took charge, and our gentlemen and knights helped, and the progress was ahead of schedule again.
I didn't make any changes to the original ship design, after all, it's really not my specialty. But I did put forward my own wishes for the weapon system.
"Eight mage towers and thirty-two cannons? How can that be enough? Give me sixteen mage towers and sixty-four cannons! No, I want thirty mage towers and a hundred heavy cannons!"
"Insufficient energy? Don't worry, I have a clever plan. If the location is not enough, you will not put a turret on the turret, or build a small turret between the turrets. Don't consider the symmetry of the shape. We need more turrets, bigger ones.
barrel!"
"Remember. You rookie engineers, don't pursue useless beauty and decoration. Put all your ingenuity on how to increase the number of turrets and increase the caliber of the cannons. Follow me! More is beautiful, and bigger is better.
Caliber is justice, turret is truth! You weak RPG will die three hundred times for me!"
"What? You don't know what an RPG is? It's just a fool who rides on explosives and then shoots himself out and becomes a meatball."
Well, so far, my multi-turret evangelism has been relatively smooth, at least these days, as the Northern Lights has more and more turrets, and the ships are becoming more deformed and contain industrial beauty, more and more engineers are feeling it
Industrial beauty.
While working, some engineers were already shouting "One hundred billion stars, one hundred billion turrets, without turrets there is nothing!" All turrets are equal, but some turrets are more equal than others! "I praise you,
Great multi-turret.”
But there are always people who remain unmoved.
"...As long as the almost impossible energy supply problem can be solved, the transformation of the fort is understandable, but some additional work is really unnecessary. If you don't count the additional decoration processes you added, I'm afraid it has already been completed.
."
Piacenza, the chief engineer of the Northern Lights, is a rather old-fashioned old scholar. He did not understand the modification plan that I temporarily added.
Decoration process? Indeed, according to the orthodox shipbuilding ideas, precious dragon scales and dragon skins are sewn to the ship's planks, and the world's rare magic gems are inserted into the core of the ship. Apart from showing off one's wealth, I really can't imagine what effect it can have.
, is a typical layman leading an expert. In the eyes of experts, there will probably be problems in the end.
But I am indeed not building a ship, and I don’t know how to build a ship at all.
"Necromorphology."
In a sense, I have always regarded it as a theoretical and systematic science. Just as modern Western medicine starts from the dissection of corpses and the analysis of the functions of human organs, the necromancers in this world also start from the analysis of corpses.
At the beginning of the analysis, they agreed to view the human body as a patchwork of parts (organs).
In that world, many technologies such as organ transplantation, human body modification, and human cloning had already appeared. In this world, just because of the existence of magic, even a rookie necromancer is even crazier than the craziest scientists and surgeons to transplant an organ.
There is no difficulty at all. It is not as difficult as the legend says to find a bunch of parts and put it together.
After all, the surgeon still has to consider whether the person can survive the transformation surgery, and the necromancer can make do with life or death. This is also their dividing line. Because the necromancer realizes the importance of the soul, they simply make it
"Life=**+soul" equation, and then challenge the Creator's authority of creation without any scruples. If a surgeon dismantles a person into parts, let alone putting them back together, he can still live. As long as the news leaks, he will be dead the next day.
He should be convicted of intentional homicide.
If you have to find a metaphor, it's like a computer is divided into hardware and software. The Necromancer also divides life into two parts. The body is the hardware, and the soul is the software. As long as the body can finally act driven by the soul
, the process, etc., it doesn’t matter at all whether the body and soul are matched or not.
Therefore, just like those DIY computer enthusiasts who always like to toy with weird machines, for necromancers, as long as they have souls and bodies, they can play whatever they want. After countless centuries, various undead creations
There are too many to classify. And a high-quality body and a powerful soul are the most beloved creation materials of every necromancer.
"Desecrate life, blaspheme the gods? The only difference between us and the gods is that they have more experience than us. Their technology is superior to ours, but we will also make progress, and one day we will create existences that surpass their creations."
The arrogant necromancers said so, and that is exactly what they did. As the most famous expert on undead creation in modern times, I incorporated a new theory into undead creation—the theory of undead evolution.
Once the zombie body is formed, it will be difficult to evolve automatically. The rigidity of the life form will lead to a fixed upper limit of strength. This is indeed a bottleneck that undead creations can easily encounter. But it is not impossible to break through.
My method is to first perfectly combine the body and soul, and then through the transformation of the soul, let the soul driven by strong emotions and sex drive the body to evolve.
Adam (Gluttony), Omar (Arrogance), Best (Anger), Heloise (Greed), the reason why they can continue to grow is that they have a strong and paranoid soul.
Although the core of the theory is very simple, it is not that easy to achieve. I can proudly say that my Seven Deadly Sins are the only one who can achieve the goal of becoming a growing undead that continues to grow like a living person, and the core technology is also
Only I have mastered it.
Okay, that's all. Someone has pretty much guessed what I'm going to do.
Yeah, I don't know how to build a ship at all. So I'm going to turn the Northern Lights into a living super undead!
The precious dragon skin and dragon scales are sewn on the deck and side of the ship. They seem to be extravagant decorations, but they are actually used to summon souls. As for whether intercepting Hydra's soul will arouse the anger of Lady Storm... Anyway, she has already offended her.
Well, no matter how thoroughly offended it is, it doesn't matter, and she probably won't find out that it was me who did it.
Of course, just summoning souls doesn't make much sense. The intelligence of sea monsters is generally not very high. The soul fragments obtained from summoning souls after a battle are incomplete products among the incomplete products, which will cause serious negative effects. Simply put, it reduces intelligence.
There is also violent transformation, which cannot be used without further processing.
Therefore, I plan to put an "operating system" on it, an equally powerful soul.
"Masolit, are you ready?"
"Okay, Lord Roland, everything is ready."
Following my order, a young male's voice surged back and forth in the cabin. The Blood Emperor was doomed to die the moment he inhaled the poisonous blood. Taking advantage of the ice to temporarily preserve his life, I had a conversation with him.
communicate.
He still has a long-cherished wish that has not been fulfilled, and he is willing to continue walking in the world as a half-dead person. As the price of saving him, if I can successfully preserve his soul intact and give him the power of revenge, he is "willing" to serve me.
Hundreds of years, and if I can help him fulfill his long-cherished wish, that service will continue indefinitely.
"Dragon-hunting archer Damus killed my daughter and wife. I want to take revenge on him and the people behind him! He is already dead? No, no, it was Damus III who died, and the one who killed my wife and daughter
It's his master - Damus I! They are a special inheritance. The second generation was also Damusi. I don't know where the second generation is and where the first generation is, but the emperor of the Oran Empire must know that that family has been the emperor for generations.
At your service!"
Well, until Crovan recovers and can speak, it's better not to let Masolit know about him.
Of course, since you have accepted my undead transformation, you no longer need to worry about its loyalty.
It is absolutely a waste to transform a demigod-level blood mage into a lich with no flesh and blood at all. So, just as I needed a powerful soul to control this battleship, Masolit also needed strength, so the two parties hit it off immediately.
In the bridge of the Northern Lights, Masolit's lower body has been integrated with the bridge. Only the upper body remains outside. The heart of the Nine-Headed Dragon beats slightly in front of him, and as the heart drives,
Another set of energy cycles begins in the giant ship, which is the patent of the necromancer.
At this time, Masolite is already considered an undead creature, but his body is still as cold as ice and poisonous at the same time. Although he has made some disguises and modifications, it is not much better. In order to avoid scaring the children with his current yin and yang face
, he still took the initiative to ask to wear a mask.
He seemed to be contemplating with his eyes closed, but a lot of data was flowing in front of him. In fact, he was controlling and sorting out the situation of the entire ship and making final fine-tuning before starting.
But when I saw this man who worked seriously, I was just happy that the person I entrusted to me was reliable, but I fell into depression inexplicably.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?"
"Well, I feel a little depressed for no reason. Just rest."
That's all I can say, am I still going to shout my dissatisfaction to the sky and ask for a cuter ship controller?
"What a cheat! Why are everyone else wearing sailor uniforms smiling sweetly and cutely, but here I only have a masked and yin-yang-faced shipboy, the will of the universe! Is this a decent way to do it? Can I change it?"
"Of course, how about Rosemary? That's a beautiful woman."
Well, the will of the universe will not answer such a useless question, but Heloise will not let go of any opportunity to attack me.
From yin and yang to hermaphrodite? After thinking about it, I still firmly refused. If we were in Rosemary's body now (why does it feel so awkward to say this), maybe she would use the permission of the ship girl to peek at all the male crew members.
Taking a bath or something like that...
"Don't insult me! I also have aesthetics and choices. What's so good about those ugly men! My taste is not that bad!"
Do you just deny that you don’t want to look at ugly men? Do you peep at good-looking men? Rosemary’s roar from the phylactery revealed her deepest wish. I was once again glad that I did not make this extremely tragic choice.
I chose Massolite. This time, the gentlemen finally have a normal person. I’m glad and congratulated.
"By the way, sir, the dragon skin area on my left ship is 17% larger than that on the right."
"It's okay. It will be corrected automatically after startup."
"Oh, sir, my second barrel and ninth barrel are a little bent, can you help me straighten them?"
"Probably not. If the fort is bent, it will be obvious."
"You can't mistake it. The second barrel is bent to the right by about 2%, and the ninth barrel is bent to the left by 0.5%. You can find it if you look carefully. By the way, can the bucket on the left deck be placed in the middle?
The asymmetry between the left and right is very uncomfortable.”
"Also, can the potted plants arranged on the left and right be kept symmetrical? Now there are three more potted plants on the left than on the right. It's hard to get used to it."
"By the way, can you help straighten the portrait on the wall over there? It's 30 degrees crooked. It makes me uncomfortable."
When I heard this, I immediately understood how there could be normal people in the group of gentlemen. I suddenly understood when I remembered the neat and meticulous appearance of the red-robed mage when he appeared that day.
"It turns out to be a deep obsessive-compulsive disorder!"
Well, the non-nutritive and endless chattering of obsessive-compulsive disorder patients continues. From the patterns on the deck of the ship to the patterns on the sails, from the styles of bows on the cables to the patterns of the crew uniforms, all kinds of irrelevant information comes.
Fatigue bombing.
Ordinary obsessive-compulsive disorder can only struggle with itself and its surroundings. After Masolit turned into a ship, his body expanded countless times, so there were too many things to struggle with.
His obsessive-compulsive disorder is okay, but it's me who has to accept his opinions that suffers.
Unbalanced left and right? No.
The top and bottom are not aligned? Even worse.
The deck on the left is cleaner than the deck on the right? How can I bear it? If I don't clean the right, I will dirty the left!
Your beard is not cleanly shaved, and your clothes are not as neat as the boat? Needless to say, no, get out of the boat!
I began to question my decision amidst the constant buzzing, whether to switch to a gentleman shipgirl who might peep, or to continue with this nagging obsessive shipboy. Finally, the long-awaited words came to my ears.
"Sir, the preparations are complete. Please tell me if you want to start it."
"Great! Well, I mean, now that you're ready, let's stop talking nonsense and let's get started."
Following my order, a light green light enveloped this fleet. Obviously no one was controlling it. The searchlight on the front of the ship suddenly turned on. It was like a giant beast opened its eyes. The Northern Lights woke up and he was alive.
!
On the ship, a large number of low-level undead creatures are melting strangely. They will merge with the ship's bones and plates to become the real skeleton of this undead beast. Beside the normal energy circulation pipe of the ship, the transparent
Green liquid is flowing in the tube, which is the poisonous blood from Hydera, and is also the new blood circulation system of this giant beast.
The dragon skin on the ship is slowly spreading normally, countless magic patterns on the ship are beginning to spread, and the behemoth's skin and nervous system are also progressing well.
All the irrelevant personnel have retreated, only Heloise and I are there, but Rosemary's phylactery keeps nagging "This is not magic!", "How is this possible", "This is completely inconsistent with the classic theory of undead creation"
"Bullshit.
What makes people helpless is that on the other side, the great engineer Piacenza is nagging, "This is unscientific", "This is so unreasonable." "This completely limits all shipbuilding theories."
It is naturally impossible for a creature to have two systems. As the roaring nine-headed shadow began to merge with the hull, the dragon's blood circulation and energy pipes began to merge. The dragon skin and dragon scales on the outer edge of the ship were growing rapidly. Soon, they
It will become the true shell of the ship, and the various magic patterns carved in it will truly function as nerves and organs.
After the sacrifice of the undead creatures, the keel and deck are also becoming thicker and thicker, and countless searchlights and probes are floating in the sky. They will be the eyes of Masolit.
The mage towers on it all have an extra layer of dragon skin for defense, and the magic crystal heavy cannons have completely changed their appearance. The cannons have dragon mouth carvings on them, and judging from the dark green flash in them, the changes have changed.
It's not just about appearance.
Before being awakened, it was still an assembled ship full of patches, but after awakening, the cyan dragon skin became the most gorgeous painting, and the Northern Lights, which had condensed its metal shell, was both a super battleship and a
A breathing dragon.
There are 25 mage towers, 27 green dragon poison-type magic crystal heavy cannons, and 127 heavy engineering cannons (it’s not that I don’t want to install more, they have been stacked on three floors, and there is really no room), the bow, the ship
There is a dragon's breath main gun at each tail. After this living dragon uses its own heart and body circulation to provide enough energy for the weapon system, this floating battleship is destined to be unparalleled in the world.
"Great, Masolit, oh, no, I should call you 'jealous' now."
"Yes, Your Highness, Jealousy is working for you. Well, can you help me straighten the barrels now? They seem to be more bent. By the way, I'm a little embarrassed, your fifth button seems to be buttoned wrong.
, can it be changed back? It’s very uncomfortable.” (To be continued...)
