Although Wu Mei agreed very happily, her slightly frown also made Wang Xiaofeng understand that there must be difficulties. At the door of the dock, Wang Xiaofeng signaled that all the players around him would disperse, leaving only Wu Mei Hu Wei and Qiuyue by his side.

"Are you in any trouble?"

"It's the wood for shipbuilding," Wu Mei sighed. "The wood needed by the iron warship is level 5 wood, and it requires expert logging to collect it. We have already occupied the collection locations, but there are only two people who log to expert level, and they are still cultivated at all costs. The proficiency of logging is difficult to improve, and ordinary players in life are still at the intermediate level."

"That means," Wang Xiaofeng frowned, "The iron warship is not a warship at this stage? Only standard warships can be built at this stage?"

"It should be that not only the fifth-level wood, iron and wood, the stone catapults placed on them are all special models, requiring master-level alchemy and magic craftsmen. We have this." Wu Mei explained the current situation of shipbuilding and took Wang Xiaofeng in the wide dock.

A giant ship is under construction, with more than a hundred people busy up and down, and the hull has been built, which is an ordinary large warship. Although it is an ordinary warship, it is many times larger than the warship Wang Xiaofeng took to sea last time. Dozens of players are placing the base of a catapult on the deck, and the expensive magic crystal cannon was also placed on the side of the ship.

In general, the overlords who want to fight at sea in front of industrial **, but this is the only way to obtain sea control in the magic world. Air control is not something that players can think of, and there is only one way to fly mounts.

"President." Several players looked up and said hello to Wang Xiaofeng, and then continued to bow their heads to work hard. Wang Xiaofeng walked towards the deck on the shaking wooden board. Several craftsmen were excited to come up to take a photo and ask for autographs when they saw the legendary wind. A comrade followed the noble mentality of coming to visit the comrades, so he followed one by one.

The life profession of virtual online games is not so easy to practice. Adjusting and dispensing medicine requires various skills, and shipbuilding also requires the splicing and fixing of wooden boards. Of course, it is not too complicated in reality. Many steps can be saved, such as painting, debugging, and the system recognizes the formation of a warship, so there is no need to worry about after-sales quality issues.

Standing at the bow of the ship, Wang Xiaofeng held the bare flagpole and looked at the exit of the dock. Outside was the endless sea, and at the end of his eyes, or someone was waiting for the formation of the sea boat like him.

"If possible, add a few more docks and train more players to come out. Speed ​​up the speed of shipbuilding. Before the national war begins, you can make as much as you can. Don't worry about other issues. If the club does not have enough funds, please adjust the branch to support."

Wang Xiaofeng lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Sell the shipbuilding drawings to other guilds."

This move is not just to raise funds, but most importantly, it is to mobilize the resources of other guilds to enrich the maritime strength of the Chinese region. In the information given by his father-in-law, the coast that stretched for thousands of miles was particularly important in the following national war.

In the territory teleport back to Jiyu City, Wang Xiaofeng pulled Qiuyue on the way to take office. Wang Xiaofeng rarely entered this place, except for buying magic crystals for portals and learning ignition techniques. However, as the core driving force of magic civilization, the influence of the Magic Guild was second only to the Holy See.

The Magician Union of Jiyu City was not far from the church. After sending Qiuyue in, Wang Xiaofeng stepped towards the church position. His professional certification is still an intermediate priest, and the skills of the level 10 have been unblocked and there is no need to learn anymore. He went to the church just to see what the Holy See has become now.

The Western Front is still in full swing, and Wang Xiaofeng naturally knows, and does not know whether the plans he has arranged will be implemented. The secrets that happened within the Holy See cannot be heard in the forum.

It doesn't matter if he banned the position of the Bishop of Zhenghuang City. Lost is lost, but he can focus on the guild to prepare for the next national war. The only thing he wants to know is the news about Amy and Dai Liannu. Dai Liannu is alive or dead, and he can't sense it without the ruby ​​necklace. He can't even respond to the call to Kemier in his heart. He can't summon Kess even if he is less than level 30.

The level is zero, which is fucking enough. However, for the sake of the double attribute, I don’t care about them as much as they do.

A comrade thought for a while and felt that it was necessary for him to divide the upgraded attributes to the spirit. After all, the Holy Light Sacrifice, the orthodox dad, the unblocked intelligence has made him violent enough, and it is time to expand his milk capacity...

Entering the church area, there was a row of intern priests wearing plain white skirts at the door to pray for the believers who came to pray. Wang Xiaofeng hadn't been here for a long time, and I don't know if he knew him. But at this time he was a level ten priest and had no clergy. In the eyes of these intern priests, he should be an ordinary apocalypse who had just entered the city.

"Huh?" An intern priest suddenly exclaimed. When his companion was about to ask, he pointed to Wang Xiaofeng's back and said, "I think that person looks familiar."

"Or it's the goddess's announcement in the dark and pray intently."

No one came out to greet him, which made Wang Xiaofeng a little uncomfortable, but he quickly adjusted his mind and stood outside the gate of the Holy Light Sacrifice Tutor and lined up to wait.

It is definitely not feasible for ordinary players to directly say that I want to meet the priest or the high priest of the church, but Wang Xiaofeng, the Holy Light in Jiyu City, has seen it once, hoping that people can remember the familiarity before him and give him some information that he has been concerned about.

There were three or four people in front of him, and two figures in conversation could be vaguely seen behind the curtain. The peers in front were all girls, which made Wang Xiaofeng show his gentlemanly demeanor slightly, although no one turned his head to look at him. Fortunately, the interaction speed of ordinary players is very fast, and no players can have a tea and a meal with the mentor.

"Hello," Wang Xiaofeng asked the male tutor softly, and added some honorifics, "Can I disturb you for some time, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Hello, you can ask any questions if you have any questions. As long as it is related to this profession, I can..." The male tutor said slowly, but when his eyes were fixed on Wang Xiaofeng's face, his mouth suddenly disappeared.

Has it been frozen? Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel depressed. He reached out and gestured in front of him a few times. Is it so ugly? This large amount of information directly blocked the NPC's reaction?

"Follow the wind, pass by!" Finally, the Holy Light Master, who had a co-decoration and demeanor, pointed at Wang Xiaofeng and shouted in dismay, which scared a comrade who was about to turn around and leave.

"The tutor actually knows me," Wang Xiaofeng nodded with a smile, "I passed away with the wind."

"Aren't you dead?"

"You are, oh, the goddess blessed me and asked me to complete the tasks she arranged in the world, but did not take back my life." Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel worried about himself. He had not been a charlatan for such a long time, but he blurted out at this time.

"Are you sure you're not dead?"

"I'm sure I'm living well now and have blessings from the goddess." Wang Xiaofeng glanced at the blessings of light on his head. Didn't his status mean that the creatures in the Light Clan have greatly increased their favorability for him? Why can't they see any effect?

"The goddess is here, I want to return this news to the Holy Light City!" The male mentor sighed and immediately turned around and ran out the door. Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but wonder, all these people thought they were dead?

I just had a novice village, how could I think I was dead? A comrade later realized that he had lost the identity of the Bishop of Zhenghuang City. It was probably because this misunderstanding was at work.

My heart suddenly became hot. If it was a misunderstanding, would it be possible for him to resume his priesthood? From a priest to a bishop, he has become accustomed to being loved by believers and worshipped by others; now being an ordinary apocalypse makes him a little lonely.

Rights is also amazing.
Chapter completed!