Fang Fan became blind. Since he did not plan to take any medicine, his eyes took several days to heal.
Fang Fan had nothing to do in the past few days, but Tang Jiajun was on the verge of tears. He was busy rushing around, supporting and reminding him, but he didn't dare to neglect him for a moment.
"Hey, your so-called cousin is still a cousin. Doesn't he know that at the master's level of cultivation, spiritual consciousness is like a small radar?"
"Cousin."
Li Yang glanced at Fan Fei expressionlessly.
"Do you want to remind him?"
"Just a reminder, I've been feeling cold on my back lately, as if something bad is about to happen."
Li Yang frowned, as if someone was grabbing his throat from behind and blowing cool air on his neck.
"When you told me that I felt the same way, did you think it was haunted?"
Fan Fei said suddenly, which made Li Yang startled and looked at each other, becoming suspicious.
"Okay, okay, my eyes have grown, please stop saying it, it annoys my ears."
Fang Fan rubbed his eyes and said helplessly.
"I originally wanted to take advantage of my blindness to exercise my spiritual sense and exercise my five senses, but you completely messed it up."
Helpless, Fang Fan sat down and began to heal his injuries. His eyes healed in half a day, leaving Tang Jiajun next to him dumbfounded.
"Are you surprised? As we have said, innateness is a complete transformation. There is a qualitative difference between before and after innateness.
After condensing the source and refining the whole body, my body has memorized the state of the body, and once it is damaged, it will instinctively mobilize the source to repair it.
Not to mention burnt eyes, even if you really dig out your eyes or cut off your arms, they will grow back after a while."
Fang Fan curled his lips and said, but what he didn't finish was that although it is possible to regenerate a severed limb by calling the source after innateness.
However, once you are seriously injured and the insufficient source is not replenished in time, it will also damage the source space and the foundation.
But then again, if you don't have an innate breakthrough and suffer this kind of injury, it won't hurt the origin too seriously, and it won't hurt the foundation.
After all, most people are already dead.
After Fang Fan's eyes recovered, he was not in a hurry to understand the true form of Emperor Yan. The sun at noon was too strong now, and if he looked directly, he would probably be blind again.
Although Fang Fan didn't care, he didn't have the tendency to be abused, so he could only spend a short period of time during sunrise in the morning.
During that time, the sun's rays are at their weakest and will not hurt your eyes, so you can continue to meditate every day.
So Fang Fan went out and enjoyed the river breeze.
The dragon fleet advanced in the middle of the Yellow River, with endless waters on both sides, as if it were sailing in the ocean.
Fang Fan turned his head and looked at the bronze-class three-story ships sailing beside the Jiaolong battleship.
Bronze-class three-story ships are roughly half the size of silver-class five-story ships, but they are also nearly fifty feet long. Each one is almost equivalent to Zheng He's flagship treasure ship on his voyages to the West.
The reason why I say almost rather than equal is because of the special characteristics of the building ship. Although the square building ship is similar in length to the treasure ship, its width is twice as wide.
This kind of bronze-level three-story ship generally requires at least a thousand sailors to be fully operational.
Under non-combat missions, a bronze-level three-story ship can transport 15,000 people and carry a load of 2,000 tons. It can be said to be a city on the water.
The Silver-class Dragon Warship, which is twice as long and wide as the Bronze-class building ship, requires at least 5,000 sailors to meet combat needs during regular combat missions.
Under non-combat conditions, the Jiaolong can easily carry 80,000 people and up to 8,000 tons of cargo.
Of course, once the maximum load is reached, the space for passengers cannot be guaranteed, and the speed and flexibility cannot be guaranteed when the cargo is fully loaded.
At that point, the building ship is a target on the water, and all that is left is the power of standing. Well...it seems that there is nothing that can be done about the building ship. At worst, it can be used as a city to defend the five-story building ship.
Not much worse than a city wall.
If the bronze-class building ship is like a city on the water, then the silver-class dragon is like a moving island. Fang Fan even doubts that anyone can shake the dragon.
At least when the Jiaolong is at full strength and has 5,000 men fighting, once the navy raises the evil cloud of military spirit, Fang Fan will have to avoid its edge.
The more he looked at the Jiaolong, the more curious Fang Fan became about what a gold-class seven-story ship would look like, but this was obviously still a long way off.
So far, the gold-class seven-story ship only exists in the research projects of the Equipment Manufacturing Administration, and there is no clue, let alone manufacturing.
"Jia Jun."
"Ah, my lord."
Hearing the call, Tang Jiajun, who was ten meters away and hesitated to approach, ran over as if he had been granted amnesty.
"Lord, you are looking for me."
"Well, how's the recent naval training going?"
"Well, navy, let me think about it, there was indeed a report from the navy recently."
Tang Jiajun thought for a moment and then spoke out.
"Currently, Ning'an has an established naval force of 30,000 people, of which 25,000 are responsible for the combat effectiveness of 20 large ships and 6,000 are responsible for guarding the port.
In addition, there are 10,000 regular navy troops and 30,000 reserve troops, all of whom are still undergoing training in Jianye and have not yet been transferred.
After the transfer of all the people in Jianye is completed, Sun Ce will bring all the navy troops and move the navy camp there, and then set up another navy camp on the Yellow River for navy training."
"Well, 30,000, 10,000, 30,000, 70,000 navy troops, that's about it for the time being."
Fang Fan nodded and said softly.
"Well, it's almost the same, but my lord, then again, since there are no roads and mutated beasts are rampant, the migration of people on land must be escorted by the army.
To be on the safe side, if it does not cause too much risk, we will provide one-to-one escorts with some luggage.
In this case, the efficiency is too low. So far, the entire population migration work has just started, which can be said to be time-consuming and labor-intensive."
Fang Fan glanced at Tang Jiajun, smiled and said.
"Why, do you think I am wasting people and money?"
Tang Jiajun quickly shook his head after hearing this.
"No, no, no, no, I firmly support every decision made by the lord. Besides, I also fully agree with the lord's plan to build a huge city.
The current situation is unusual. If the human race wants to inherit a better inheritance, they must not be too ostentatious. They must concentrate their efforts, dig deep holes, accumulate food widely, build high walls, and slowly become kings.
It's just that I think we have too few dragon battleships, not enough to form two fleets.
Otherwise, for the hundreds of thousands of people in Jianye, the fleet of building ships can just go there a few times. It is safe, convenient and fast, and it will not take long for Jianye's population relocation activities to be completed."
When Fang Fan heard this, he immediately understood it after thinking about it for a moment, and laughed and cursed.
"You Tang Jiajun, if you have something to say, just say it straight, you are making so many twists and turns, are you afraid that I won't beat you?
I understand what you mean. This time, the scaled horse tribe is of great significance and has strategic significance. Once the scaled horse tribe is dealt with, I promise not to move the fleet and let them participate in the population migration."
"Well, lord, we're here."
Tang Jiajun nodded slightly and pointed at the land that gradually revealed its true appearance in the mist.
