Black Sail
Chapter 371: Ⅵ. King of the West

Chapter 371: Ⅵ. King of the West

A conversation ended.

Liszt seemed thoughtful—Ban’s uncle was indeed a ruthless man.

In industrial technology, unless it’s too advanced, picking any term would lead to a series of extended explanations. Early technology was quick for ordinary people to learn.

Many workers were not uneducated because they were dim-witted; some had minds sharper than any scholar’s. Prolonged engagement made them comprehend principles naturally. Those with a gift for drawing could create simple diagrams to provide ideas, then scholars could further develop the technology. That was how technology emerged.

Not to mention that in earlier years, due to Magic Energy Industry, countries had already started fostering a sense of cultivating spies and creating intelligence networks.

With Aran being targeted by many in the Western Continent and with the help of anti-imperialists within Aran’s borders, other countries infiltrated wildly.

Aran, in fact, was as transparent as the Three-body people. Of course, the most secretive things, like national defense deployments, remained undiscovered, but other aspects were rather forced and poor.

Now, not only Aran could handle trains—primarily fueled by cheap coal, supplemented by Demon Crystal Magic Energy—other nations, such as Pedan and Ji Weng, could do it too.

However, Aran was the first to develop it.

Now was the time when the Western Continent crazily built infrastructures, constructing railways.

And Ban’s uncle truly had a forward-looking vision.

Third-party railway safety maintenance.

Some small nations, when confronted by larger ones, could only swallow their grievances and let them in, even if their roads were taken and their women were slept with.

But just because someone built the railways didn’t mean they owned them.

For world peace, to perpetuate love and true evil, it would be better to let the Emperor sleep with your wife than to let me.

The Seventh Amendment was already active in many small nations, sensitive to such issues. Controlling transport meant controlling resources, and controlling resources meant controlling the world.

KB molecules plus no-man’s-land madmen—tell me if that didn’t hold promise.

Hearing Ban’s suggestion, Liszt was indeed very tempted. Now that Dreya was back, that mad woman could manage the grand scheme.

Liszt never got his priorities backward; taking the East Sea was just the first step. Some day he would move inland.

But there was no rush at the moment; everything had to be settled first before he could leave.

"Where is your uncle now?" asked Liszt.

Ban knew Liszt couldn’t remain unmoved, looking at the structure of Black Sail—all these roles like the Great Wetland official, the Mirror Sea official—Liszt’s ambitions far exceeded Doringger’s.

"We people are active everywhere, living a nomadic life. After fussing around in such a remote place for more than two months, I am not sure about the situation inland. But generally active in various small countries on both sides of the Narrow Sea, places like Greta Duchy, Mulong Kingdom," Ban replied.

"Mulong Kingdom is now a duchy, a minion of Aran, according to last month’s news, though it just arrived here a bit late."

Fen had been studying how to resolve the communication blockage in the East Sea; now Yutong and the Atomic Heart Church had established communication.

Only then he understood.

How right it had been not to kill this woman on the train; she was not only the Holy Daughter of Miracle of Suffering but also extremely revered by the Atomic Heart Church.

The Magic Energy Industry of the Western Continent had all rather crude designs. They used black technology and magic energy aggressively, which consumed a lot of energy making it unspreadable. The so-called high-end mechanical prosthetic limbs had simple parts—just movable metal joints, devoid of any smart chips, reliant solely on the magic runes engraved inside.

Now with cheaper energy alternatives, a generalized industry was true industry. Assisted by Magic Rune Engraving, it welcomed a comprehensive technological explosion.

In some sense, in specific fields, because of the presence of arcane technology, it had already surpassed Earth.

A month ago, Mo Yutong wrote a letter listing a large batch of inventory, which included various parts for lathes.

This world itself was in the era of great navigation, with a foundation of steelmaking and iron forging; the only thing missing was the hard-to-machine parts. With the foundation of lathes, he could create production lines.

Mo Yutong’s suggestion was that in this broken area of the East Sea, instead of comparing productivity with other countries, it was better to go head-to-head with the Emperor.

The best course of action was to turn Heaven Port into a transfer processing station — a textile factory, a building material factory, importing raw materials, exporting finished products.

Of course, regarding imports, it could involve some plundering.

That is, once the production lines were set up, coupled with the East Sea desperadoes’ incredibly cheap manpower resources, excluding transportation costs, it was almost zero cost trickery, banging out goods, fighting price wars, and making money faster than printing it — severely reaping the Golden Dragons from the old Emperor.

Initial targets were the textile and building material factories. Once their reputation was established, they would popularize daily necessities and introduce some new gimmicks.

Coca-Cola and Pepsi could step aside.

East Sea desperadoes’ soda, "Killer Cola," I know the taste of the sea, kill more if you are good at killing, no problem, you’re okay, right? If you’re okay, drink "Killer Cola."

The spokesperson, a wanted criminal from the Cross Alliance, Liszt.

No, maybe involve Goria; at least before she was ousted from the adventurer’s guild, she was also the guide goddess for the bottom-tier adventurers.

Of course, he wasn’t asking from the Atomic Heart Church. Mo Yutong’s rescued classmate had a say, but couldn’t possibly control the entire economy of the Atomic Heart Church; it might also be undermined by the forces of Pedan Academy. He placed orders that needed to be paid for, which would allow for long-term cooperation.

Returning to the problem of message blockage, Mo Yutong stated that using the technology from Lostra thanks to Celeste and others, which was the wooden scale-turning transmitter that Caroso and Ben had when they exchanged dragons, she discovered Magic Energy could even amplify high-frequency carrier signals at high power.

Mo Yutong had already researched an upgraded version. As soon as the Atomic Heart Church’s lathes arrived, she could mass-produce just by importing raw materials.

Her major was in the environmental and life support engineering of aircraft, which was actually far more reliable than Liszt had imagined - heat transfer, fluid dynamics, engineering thermodynamics, computer science, electrical engineering, electronics, and mechanical engineering, etc., she was clear about all these; she was the rocket expert set for joining NASA.

Let’s put it this way, infinitely more reliable than applied optics.

"Damn, back inland is another climate altogether, but don’t rush it. There’s plenty of time. After you settle your affairs here, you can wait a few months. After all, the railway hasn’t been built that long, plenty of time. I’ll take my leave now, going to check on the fishery islands. Don’t worry, I’ll manage it vibrantly."

Ban stood up, no nonsense, waved his hand to let Liszt not bother seeing him out, and left the conference room.

Mo Yutong took a long breath; it had been a busy month. Now the psychological pressure was less than at the Alan Royal Court, but other pressures were rapidly increasing. He had finally completed most of the work and could relax for a while. Finally, he could relax properly knowing that Dreya had returned.

"What do you think, want to go?"

Fen looked at Liszt, rather tempted, thus asked.

"You say about the train case task force, it’s because of the pressure from the Astalia Family that it’s progressing so slowly. They’ve now reached a position where, I fear, they hesitate to act since catching criminals has turned into a siege."

Liszt paused for a moment, his scar faintly aching, "Once we have the radio transceiver, I intend to go over. Now our money isn’t circulating in the East Sea. Wolman and Ox’s titles are merely nominal. We must venture beyond, for the Great Wetland and Mirror Sea, and the huge funds needed for industrialization."

Even if the lathe that could produce lathes arrived, without power stations, it still wouldn’t work; it also needed a vast amount of ore and metal resources.

Astronomical amounts of startup capital...

The East Sea King was already in position.

Next up was...

Green Blood Gold Sand, Guan Mountain Crossing, the Western King.

"You’re my dear wife!"

Liszt put his hands on Mo Yutong’s shoulders, wishing he could kiss her right then.

Fen was dumbfounded and discreetly left the conference room.