Chapter 155: The Perfect Plan for Ships
Haibo waved his hand and said, "Don't ask me how I am, tell me about you."
Apparently, the old man had heard about the trouble that happened to Andre and his treasure hunting group, and wanted to know their well-being.
“I heard that Andre’s ship had an accident, and I thought I would never see a violent girl like you again.
Where's your father? How's that irritable boy Andre?"
Listening to Hai Blog's words, Xia Daiti felt a little embarrassed.
Alka gathered from this that Shadaiti might have really been violent as a child and left a deep impression on the old man.
Didn’t you expect that Andre was also a hot-tempered guy when he was young?
Xia Daiti replied: "The treasure hunting group was destroyed, but my father is still safe, only one his arms is broken."
"A broken arm... Oh, the sea... But at least he's still alive. This way he can live here peacefully."
"His contributions are enough to make him a regional bishop."
Hai Blog said with some sigh and helplessness.
Then he suddenly thought of something, patted his head, looked at the two people and said embarrassedly: "I seem to have gone off topic. This is what happens when you get older. Who is this young man?"
Hearing Hai Blog's words, Alka immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hand to shake his hand.
"Hello, my name is Alka, and I used to be a member of Andre's treasure hunting team."
"Oh, Alka, this ship is..."
Hearing this, Alka smiled and said, "This is my ship. I would like to ask your shipyard to help me repair it."
Hai Blog looked at the dilapidated ship, walked over with a crutch, stretched out his rough hand, and touched the rotten and dilapidated hull.
"This ship has been through a lot. Its entire body has been corroded by the dark elements."
Looking at the ship, Hai Blog turned around and waved his hand, asking the ordinary craftsmen to leave.
Then he took the craftsmen behind him, who seemed to be his apprentices, onto the ship and also asked the two of them to come on board as well.
"It's safer here. You should know the situation of your ship. It's a ghost ship."
Alka nodded. As expected of a descendant of a shipbuilding family, he could see it at a glance.
"She's probably still a little bit short. Can you... um, I mean, help her with the last step?"
Haiblog's wording was a bit cautious, but the meaning was conveyed.
Alka nodded. He knew that Haibiao was talking about whether he had treasures and whether he could help the ship take the final step and officially become a ghost ship.
After all, he is the master of the shipyard, and knowing this information should be helpful in repairing the ship.
"Yes, that's good. Then there are more options to choose from."
Hai blog was obviously relieved.
Then the old man, with the apprentices behind him, began to look around the entire ship, measuring here and there with various magic tools.
Alka and the other man stood on the deck and watched them busy themselves.
While measuring, the sea blogger was also teaching the apprentices behind him.
The tone and intonation of the curse did not sound like that of an old man at all.
The apprentices were scolded so harshly that they could only nod in agreement.
They were busy until late at night before they finished.
Hai Blog put away his measuring tools and returned to the deck with the help of his apprentice behind him.
He looked at Alka and said, "I have two plans for this ship. You can decide which one to choose."
"The first option is also the most basic one. We will replace the entire ship in all aspects, retain the most core keel, and repair it according to the highest level of spell ship.
The advantage is that it is convenient and quick, and the materials used are relatively cheap.”
"How cheap is relatively cheap?" Alka couldn't help but ask curiously.
"It's about 2,000 to 2,500 gold sails, which is already very cheap. Because it was an order from the Archbishop, we don't charge labor costs, only the most basic material costs."
An apprentice behind him added: "If you charge for labor, the price will have to double."
“…”
Hearing this, Alka and Shadaiti were silent.
According to Alka, an ordinary, lower-level spell ship would require several hundred gold sails.
For example, the one Andre's ship is worth between 600 and 800 gold sails.
But after all, it is the property of the church and should have been manufactured in this shipyard, so the price should not be the normal market price.
And that was just a medium-sized spell ship.
I didn't expect the prices of spell ships to differ so much.
But looking at the expressions of Hai Blog and the apprentices behind him, it seemed really cheap.
2000 gold sails, what an astronomical figure! And if you include the labor cost, it will be doubled.
That is to say, if you buy it outside, it may cost 4,000 gold sails or more.
Maybe the supply cannot meet the demand, after all, not every shipyard can manufacture ships of this level.
In the ocean world, ships are strategic resources.
From this perspective, the top-level spell ship is definitely something that cannot be bought even with money.
Alka couldn't help but turn his head and look at Xiadaiti.
What he wanted to know was how much the treasures they brought out of the Dark Realm could be sold for.
Xia Daiti looked at his eyes, understood what he meant, and stood on tiptoe to whisper in his ear: "It is roughly estimated that it can be sold for around 4,500 gold sails."
Hearing this, Alka's eyes widened.
Did they bring out so much treasure?
He has been frantically searching for treasure, but has no specific idea of the amount of treasure.
It turns out that he has become so rich.
He turned around and asked without hesitation: "What about the second plan?"
Now that I am rich and wealthy, I can afford the best.
"The second option is that we use special means to reinforce and strengthen the usable parts of the entire ship and the part where the enlightened soul is located, and melt them into a stronger keel.
This requires the use of special rituals and the help of the church's pastor.
Then, with the additional materials, a ship was rebuilt according to the specifications of the top-level spell ship.
After all, the forging technology and spell style of this ship are 600 years old, which is already behind the current era. The advantage is that it is more malleable and can be customized with more functions that suit you.
The disadvantage is that it is time-consuming, labor-intensive and requires more money. It will take more than half a year to complete, and cost about 4,000 gold sails, purely for material costs. "
Not only is it bigger and better, the price has also doubled.
The main thing is that the wealth does not belong to him alone, but to himself, Lucilia, Xiadaiti and Pororo.
It's just that I am the majority.
Turn around and look at Xia Daiti.
Xia Daiti, who knew what he meant, said directly: "I'm fine."
"Me too!" Lucelia said, shaking her hands.
The talking doll attracted the attention of several people, but they only cast curious glances at it.
As for Pororo, he will definitely be fine.
But I can ask him again later. The combined wealth of the three people present now is 4,000 gold sails.
Thinking about them, there is still a year left, and they still have to complete the task given by the archbishop.
But the most important thing is to ask the Music Ship itself.
Patted the mainmast.
"Good girl, which option do you want to choose?"
Two elegant tones were heard.
Obviously, she likes the second one and wants that refreshing feeling.
Since the ship itself has chosen the second option, there is nothing to hesitate about.
"Okay! Then let's go with the second one!"
Alka gritted his teeth and said this, fearing that he would regret it.
Hai Blog smiled and nodded.
“No problem, then you can leave this ship here. In the next few days you need to give us the functions and layout of the ship you want.
Then we will draw up a design and start manufacturing, and the goods will be delivered after they are forged.”
"You can go back now. Come back when you have thought of your own customization requirements. We will sign the contract then."
Alka nodded.
Then he thought of something, and a stack of information appeared in his hand, which he handed to Hai blogger in front of him.
"This is what we obtained when we sailed in the Dark Realm before. Xia Dai said it is related to your family."
After hearing this, Hai Blog took the information and started to check it out.
A smile appeared on his face.
"Although the technology is outdated, it still has very important commemorative significance for our family. Thank you."
"I will do my best for your ship and I will definitely satisfy you."
Alka nodded.
The three of them then said goodbye and left, returning to the villa along the road behind the shipyard.
On the way, Alka couldn't help asking, "Can Xiadaiti really sell for that much? It will be embarrassing if we don't have enough money by then."
"Don't worry, you have to trust my vision and methods. 4,500 will be more, not less."
Hearing Xia Daiti's confident words, Alka nodded with relief.
We chatted all the way back to the villa.
From a distance, I could see that the yard of the villa seemed to be very lively, and I could hear Bobby's heroic laughter.
Several people opened the gate of the yard and walked in.
"You guys are back. What took you so long? I couldn't wait any longer, so the barbecue party is about to begin."
Jason said as he looked at the three of them, holding a long string of meat in his hand.
"How abominable that they started without waiting for us." Alka said with a smile, and then hurried over.
The Lucelia doll on her shoulder returned to its original shape and fell off, but Alka caught it and hung it around her waist.
Lucilia hated moments like this the most, and she would go into the magic mirror to rest.
Alka didn't have any good solution.
I could only shake my head helplessly.
Looking at Pororo who was chewing a large piece of barbecue, he said, "Pororo, all the treasures we obtained before may be spent on the construction of ships. Are you willing?"
Hearing this, Pororo waved his hand casually: "It doesn't matter, just make your decision."
As he spoke, he concentrated on eating the barbecue in front of him and said to old Bobby next to him: "Although you have a weird temper, your barbecue skills are really amazing."
"You damn fishman, you have good vision."
As he spoke, Bobby raised the wooden wine glass in his hand and clinked it with the wine barrel in Porro's hand.
“Cheers to delicious food!”
"Ha ha ha ha."
The impromptu barbecue dinner dispelled the fatigue and sorrow in our hearts.
Laughter, singing and wine soothe the tired soul.
…
It was not until noon that Alka rubbed his head and got up.
Fortunately, I have a good physical condition , otherwise I would have drunk so much last night. It’s already very good that I can get up today.
After washing up, I came to the living room.
I don't know where the doll around my waist went early in the morning.
After a while, Jason and the others woke up and started chatting in the living room.
Porro came back from outside. As a fishman, the sea is more suitable for him.
He was not used to having a room in the villa for him to rest.
However, Julia doesn't seem to have such a problem. As long as she has Alka's humidifier, she doesn't care much.
Compared to fish-men like Porro, mermaids seem to be more human.
At this time, Xia Daiti also came down from the second floor, holding the doll Lucilia in her hands.
Look, everyone is here.
Alka clapped his hands and said, "Do you have any personal needs for future ships? Tell me now. I will go sign the contract in a while."
Hearing this, everyone sat over with interest.
They listened as Alka briefly told them about his experience in the shipyard yesterday.
By the way, let them answer their respective requirements.
First up was Porro, who casually said, "We need a room that can be exposed to seawater, and a room for exercise. It would be even better if we could have a sea tank."
After hearing Pororo's request, Alka wrote it down directly. He didn't care whether he could complete it or not.
They just need to give their opinions.
Hearing that some of Polo's requests were a bit outrageous, everyone became bolder.
"I want a library, preferably one with plants in it, and even better if there are trees."
Lucilia climbed onto Alka's shoulders and sat on them.
Have you come to plant trees?
But Alka still wrote it down on the paper. Who cares? Just mention it as much as you can and wait until it works.
"Then I want a drafting room, um... and a big bathroom, and preferably a sturdy treasure room... That's it."
Hearing Xia Dai's request, Alka nodded. This request was much more reasonable.
Jason thought hard for a long time before stating his request: "I want a shooting range where I can practice shooting, a safe ammunition depot and a gun workshop."
"Then I need a karaoke room where I won't disturb others, and a personal room, half of which should be able to be freely filled with seawater."
Alka wrote down everyone's requests on paper one by one without any deletion or modification.
Then he added his own request at the end.
Extra spare rooms, double-layer gun deck, and fully automatic control of loading and firing.
It must be able to automatically identify attacks and activate shields when they occur, and it must also be able to dive and be strong enough.
...Well, a large refrigerated storage unit is needed.
Then there will be a large captain's room, which should be like a conference room.
We also need a mechanical manufacturing room, which should be constructed according to the standards of an engraver and a caster.
Finally, some weird features were added.
Looking at the list in his hand, he nodded with satisfaction.
Xia Daiti watched curiously from the side the whole time.
After seeing Alka finally finish writing, she couldn't help but look up and give him a strange look.
She felt that even Grandpa Haiblog, who had such a good temper, would probably beat him up.
"Can these requirements really be achieved?" Xia Daiti finally couldn't help but ask.
"We just need to make the request, and they need to worry about what can be achieved and what cannot be achieved, and what to do their best to achieve."
Alka behaves like a client, full of righteousness.
Then he went to the shipyard with the customization requirements.
With the guidance of the service staff, we arrived at the office of Haiblog.
At this time, Haibo was writing and drawing something on a huge drawing. Alka did not disturb him and waited quietly beside him.
Look at the composition on the drawing.
There should be some improvement plans for the Music Ship, which can be seen from some clues.
Alka was in no hurry and just watched quietly from the side.
After a long while, Haibo seemed to have completed a small stage of work. He nodded with satisfaction and looked up at Alka.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Alka shook his head: "It's okay, I'm studying too."
Hai Blog smiled and nodded, a very polite child.
Then Alka walked up to him and handed him the opinion sheet in his hand.
Hai Blog took it with a smile, and when he looked at the opinions above, the smile on his face changed from bright to a smile, then froze, and finally became stiff.
Alka was standing nearby, his polite smile remaining unchanged.
Hai Boke, with a stiff expression, raised his head and looked at Alka in front of him.
He decided to take back his previous comment. This kid had no manners at all.
"Can Grandpa Haiblog's request be met?" Alka directly changed to a familiar name.
"Do you think you can achieve it?" Hai Blog couldn't help but ask back.
Alka nodded: "After all, it is the best shipyard in the world. I have full confidence in it."
"hehe."
Hebok shook his head helplessly, pulled Alka, and began to make choices based on his opinions. He also gave a plan for Alka's reference to see if they could reach an agreement.
Although the request was outrageous, as Alka said, this was one of the world's top shipyards after all.
Based on some of the opinions given by Hai Blog, Alka sometimes nodded, sometimes shook his head, and sometimes argued with him.
We chatted from noon to dusk, and finally to night.
Hai Blog then slapped the table breathlessly.
"That's enough. That's it. It's decided. Don't give me any more advice."
Seeing the old man in front of him panting and looking like he was about to suffocate at any moment, Alka quickly shut up.
He ran over, patted the old man's back, and helped him recover.
"Sign this damn contract now and come back in half a year!"
Alka signed the contract with a smile, and was then driven out by the old man.
"Oh, why are you so angry? But it's worthy of being the church's shipyard, it's really amazing."
After half a day of discussion, almost all of the above requirements were met, and Alka also took the opportunity to raise a few more suggestions.
It's perfect.
