"Five thousand tons of black iron?" Zhu Yingjun's eyes flickered, feeling a little incredible.
It's not that he feels it's expensive, but it's too cheap. The price is nearly one-third cheaper than in their first continent.
This is because the Seventh Continent is rich in dark iron. If it were placed on Dilan's plane, it is estimated that more than a thousand tons of dark iron could be captured.
Seeing Zhu Yingjun's hesitation, Zhu Futong thought he was too expensive, so he explained: "Your Highness, the price is already very cheap.
Although most of the structure of the battleship is made of black steel, wood, and other wooden materials, black iron alloy is only used in the main structure.
But this technology, labor, and drawing formations all require a lot of costs.
This price is already the lowest price and cannot be lower!”
"Okay, I'll order ten medium-sized warships at the price you mentioned!"
When Zhu Yingjun said this, he thought about the inventory of Dayouchao Xuantie that still had 500,000 tons, and changed his words: "Twenty medium-sized warships, and one more large warship!
The most important thing is to be fast, the faster the better, it’s best to be able to get into the water within two or three days!”
"Well, Your Highness is so generous, please come with me!"
Zhu Futong's fat face flushed with excitement. Two hundred thousand tons of black iron, with a little cutting corners, would be a windfall.
Anyway, this is how the imperial court has always done its procurement, and it’s all about the big ones!
After making money, Zhu Futong was so enthusiastic that he led a group of people to a large shipyard.
"Your Highness, this was originally a large warship ordered by Japan, and it has been basically completed.
If you are willing to pay an extra 20,000 tons of black iron, I will make the decision and we can leave today!"
"Can we drive away today?" Zhu Yingjun's eyes lit up. What he lacked most now was time.
If you can pick up the goods today, it's worth spending an extra 20,000.
Looking forward carefully, the jet-black hull is a thousand meters long, more than a hundred meters high, and divided into three floors.
Densely packed black iron cannons and ten spar main guns have been installed on it. Unlike land cannons, ship cannons are lighter in weight but have a longer range.
Especially the four ballistae in the middle of the battleship, each barrel is more than 20 meters long and more than half a meter in diameter.
You can still vaguely see the ferocious spearhead protruding from the mouth of the gun barrel. If the arrow has a barb, it is made of black iron and connected to a rope woven from ice cicada silk.
Against huge sea beasts, the ballistae is the real killer weapon. Once it hits the target, even sixth- and seventh-level sea beasts will have a hard time escaping.
Similarly, during a naval battle, shooting at other warships is also a fatal thing.
"Okay, I want this battleship, and I'll call it Yingjun!" Zhu Yingjun nodded with satisfaction, and finally a smile appeared on his face.
The large battleship's original spiritual shield, coupled with the eighth-level defensive array he brought from the sect, would be difficult for even an eighth-level strongman to break.
"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to write the name of the ship right now!" Zhu Futong grinned happily. The owner of the shipyard, Earl Duke, was his father-in-law. The extra 20,000 tons of black iron would fall into his pocket.
At least four pieces of soul-nurturing jade can be exchanged, which gives my sister-in-law the resources to practice!
Later, Zhu Yingjun paid for another 10,000 tons of black iron. With money, he could do things easily, and twenty medium-sized warships were also picked out from orders from other companies.
Ten of the medium-sized warships will be launched in three days, and the latest five medium-sized warships can be launched in no more than ten days.
After finalizing the big deal, Zhu Yingjun was in a good mood, and even looked at Zhu Futong's fat face, which pleased him a lot.
Just when he was about to take out the crystal battleship blueprints, he would provide technology and materials, and entrust Xingyao Shipyard to build the crystal battleship.
A thousand-meter-long spar battleship, like a swordfish, gracefully flew out of the clouds and floated steadily on a beach.
"Queen Isa," the five golden characters on the bow of the ship shine brightly in the sun.
"How is this possible? Can crystal battleships be built in the seventh plane?" Zhu Yingjun was confused.
The spar battleship in Dilan's plane is still the technology provided by them from the first plane. In the seventh plane, Xuantian Sect should be the first to arrive. How come they have it?
Could it be Qingyun Sect?
The Qingyun Sect came earlier than them, and has already built crystal battleships in the Western Continent?
Doesn't that mean that Qingyun Sect can already transport eighth-level experts to the seventh plane?
It’s scary to think about it!
"Your Highness, Your Highness!" Zhu Futong was on the side and poked carefully: "It should be Earl Duke, who is back with guests from the Holy See of Light. Do you want to say hello?"
Zhu Yingjun looked ugly and wanted to say no, but when he thought about the Great You Dynasty, the only one that could manufacture crystal warships was the Xingyao Shipyard.
Therefore, the Guangming Holy See and the people from the Qingyun Sect could not avoid it, so they could only nod and say: "Lead the way, I just have something to talk to them about!"
Soon, the group arrived at the area where the Queen Isa was suspended, which is the high-rise residential area, or leisure area, of the shipyard.
There are large hotels with extreme luxury and private rooms.
White star sand beach, tropical cocoa fruit trees, elf decorations, and building surfaces.
When Zhu Yingjun walked over, the corner of his mouth twitched. He had long heard that Qingyun Sect was a nouveau riche sect and had money. Today, he had gained a lot of knowledge.
Even if you are so luxurious in the Seventh Continent, aren't you afraid of attracting thieves?
It's really bad that Li Wenhao lets such a rich man go without grabbing him and is having trouble with him every day!
"Hey, isn't this the next head of Xuantian Sect, Senior Brother Zhu Yingjun? Why has he become so haggard?"
"You don't know this, but our senior brother Zhu was beaten badly by a native named Li from the same sect!"
"Haha, that's it. Senior Brother Zhu isn't here to ask for help, is he?"
As soon as Zhu Yingjun appeared, a group of Qingyun Sect disciples wearing blue robes burst into laughter.
The leader, a handsome young man, held a voluptuous Western beauty in his arms and smiled very happily.
The son of the head of the Qingyun Sect, Qing Yiyi, a famous libertine.
Zhu Yingjun's originally smiling face could no longer smile and turned livid.
It's indecent to come and go, we all grew up in the same village, and no one knew who was embarrassed, so he immediately opened his mouth to fight back: "Qing Yiyi, I wonder who peeked at Langya Xiaoxiao's bath and was beaten into a pig's head?
"
As expected, Qing Yiyi's little face turned livid, but why was he still looking a little gloating about his misfortune?
There are other people, why aren't they smiling? Why are they looking behind themselves?
Before Zhu Yingjun could turn around, a cold murderous aura came from behind. He wanted to dodge but didn't dare.
It's okay to take a hit, but it will definitely be worse if you dare to dodge!
"Bang," Langya Xiaoxiao, who was dressed in purple and had an ethereal figure, waved with one hand, and Zhu Yingjun flew out like a falling goose flying over the sand, eating a mouthful of sand.