The blazing sun spreads evenly across the world, and the accompanying heat makes midday the hardest time of the day. But in the scorching air www.biquge.info the roar of machinery could still be heard, not even the cacophony of waves washing over the shore.

It was the sound that came from the reef-strewn offshore area in the northern part of the island, where workers hired by the town guard were working hard to build the last project on the island, the drill training ground needed by the ship's mother. Special cement is poured into a frame made of alloy materials, and a special material is used to instantly solidify it as a strong seawater barrier, separating it from the outside world.

It's not that there are people who want to exploit these workers, but that they spontaneously want to finish their work as soon as possible and get out of the island, driven by some kind of desire in their hearts. After all, on this island that is almost isolated from the outside world, they can only guarantee the most basic food and rest, and there are no other special entertainment enjoyments, and even they don't want to come to this somewhat dangerous frontier of civilization if it weren't for the wages paid by the Coral Reef Town Warden.

Amid the cacophony of noises, huge construction machines that were constantly in operation and emitting a low roar were working to push the pace of construction by relying on the pillars that had been erected before the roadbed began to be filled.

The workers had not been working here for long, and after the completion of the site and the re-inspection of the previously built area, the loud noise from the cockpit made them realize that the three-week or so 'North Island Town Guard House Redevelopment Project' had come to an end.

They then left the site with various construction tools, cleaned up the excess traces, and returned to the dormitory at the port along a main road. The workers' quarters, which had been built in a twisted way, were finally approaching the limits of their mission, and were being dismantled and moved to a ship that was docked in the berth.

The middle-aged man who was witnessing this scene in the cockpit looked at the constantly flowing crowd from afar, but his mind was thinking about other things.

The workers didn't feel that this was a memorable place, and even if they built it, they didn't feel any sense of identity, and they couldn't wait to get out of here. Guy is blinded by his living environment and abilities, preventing him from seeing some kind of opportunity hidden in the Nascent Town Guard's Mansion.

Middle-aged people with good educational qualifications and rich experience seem to have grasped the opportunity in the embryonic form of the village that has not yet been established. Unlike the Coral Reef Town, which has been in operation for a long time and still exists, the new place is deserted but has a stronger possibility. Middle-aged people who are already a little tired of their original work seem to have seen a new future.

"Uncle Sain? The data copy has been sorted out here, do you need me to send it over? A slightly immature young man's voice sounded from the communication apparatus.

"I'll report to Mr. Arantus in the town guard myself, Mithes, you remember to drive my machine into the ship's cabin." The middle-aged man said in a flat tone.

"Understood." After a brief reply, the middle-aged man also left his driver's seat and went down the ladder outside.

The machinery had been locked in front of the port's warehouse, and no one could drive it away except for a few people from the same construction team.

The middle-aged man also has the identity of a new human, and his eyesight is stronger than that of ordinary people, and he can naturally see the workers' dormitory being demolished in the distance, but the new atmosphere at the port makes him sigh.

Even as a builder, he was amazed by the creativity of the machine when he saw the scene here so different from the three weeks.

The once lush woods have been cut through oval wounds under the blades, and the rudimentary wood-stone border separates the gray-brown soil from the verdant forest. As the most important port in the early stage of construction, it has naturally obtained the most resources.

Berths filled with debris and debris were cleared and re-secured to allow ships to dock; The underwater obstructions in the pilot channel are also removed, allowing small and medium-sized ships to enter smoothly; There are also special safety buoys set up at the far end of the sea to warn passing ships.

A middle-aged man who has participated in more than ten construction works in his long life, witnessing this scene, still remembers what his mentor once said to him:

Destruction can be achieved by following instinct, while construction is only satisfying if it follows the rules.

Middle-aged people who think this is also convinced. But he didn't give up his dogma when he wanted to change his way of life, but instead sought a way to build to the next level. From nothing to something, from desolation to prosperity, what middle-aged people have awakened is what they can change and create in a more powerful way.

Leaving the empty warehouse, I noticed that this warehouse, which was originally only used to store temporary supplies, was inadvertently transformed into a working building, and I couldn't help but sigh at the small habits brought about by my professional life.

Then he stepped onto the main road, where he could still see the marks of a new one not long ago. This is a new road that has been renovated and expanded following the traces of the previous town guard, but it only goes deeper into the area alone. The only thing that can be called a building in this place that has just been rebuilt is the town guard's house, and there are no superfluous buildings.

The middle-aged man's gaze involuntarily shifted to the top of the town guard's mansion, which was only one floor on the surface, and he could see the line of words engraved on the height:

North Island Town Guard

This town guard house, which had been abandoned for nearly half a year and had not been able to perform its own capabilities for nearly a year or so, was finally rebuilt, but it could not guarantee how long this town guard house would exist.

But the middle-aged people who had seen the young admiral and a few ship ladies had inexplicable confidence in him.

It wasn't an impulsive choice, but he felt that he was just a half-grown boy with an extraordinary steady temperament, and he knew more about the knowledge of the ship's mother, he was sure that this newly built town guard mansion would definitely take root here and recreate a human gathering place.

The islands and human gathering points where the ship girls are not stationed are unsafe, but in contrast, the town guard mansion where a considerable number of ship girls are stationed is a rare safe area in the dangerous sea. The middle-aged man came here with a certain idea.

Slowly stepping into the gate of the town guard's mansion, the girl who was originally sorting out something in the hall keenly noticed the movement on the periphery, and raised her body to turn her eyes to the comer.

Even the middle-aged uncle who is quite old is still attracted by the girl's dazzling blonde hair and delicate face, and the most amazing thing is the tenacity that exudes invisibly, which also makes people know that this is a person with a strong heart.

"What is the matter with you, sir?" The blonde girl asked, putting down her job.

"I'm Sean Quesar, who is in charge of the construction of the island, and now I want to report to Mr. Aritus for three weeks," the middle-aged man quickly came back to his senses, after all, he was no longer the young man in his ignorance.

And for these girls who seem to be weak but have great strength, he is also clearly aware of the difference between himself and them, and he will not have any unrealistic ideas. Of course, when these existences have the security of a region, he doesn't mind facing them with a low profile.

"Please come in, the office is on the right." The girl glanced at the middle-aged man, who had just been confirmed by using a psychic link with the Admiral.

Perhaps because it was still so desolate and there was no one else, even the door to the office was not closed at this moment.

"Is it Des Moines? Please bring Mr. Sain in. The girl still stubbornly insisted on knocking on the door to warn the insider, and the boy's voice from the door seemed to have a slight lightness.

Walking into this newly renovated room, all you can see is the relatively simple tables, chairs and counter utensils, and you don't feel much life.

At the moment, there seem to be a lot of people stuck in the office. In addition to the uniformed teenager sitting upright in his seat, there was a white-haired girl staring at the light screen and constantly checking and processing documents, and three young girls huddled in a narrow chair.

"Mr. Sain, is it that all the projects over there have been accepted?" casually raised his head and looked at the middle-aged young man in front of him, staring at him with dark blue eyes and asked.

"Yes. All the workers are also moving the last tools out of the area, and they are expected to set sail for 2 p.m. The middle-aged man casually displayed a series of documents on an electronic notebook and handed them to the teenager in front of him.

"Good work, Mr. Sain, your engineering team took less time than expected to complete the job." The boy said politely as usual.

"If I could, I would like to work with Mr. Arrithes in the future." The middle-aged man's seemingly polite words implied something.

"Huh? There's nothing here that needs to be rebuilt lately...... Mr. Sain won't be involved in the construction of private houses, right? The slightly surprised teenager asked rhetorically.

"No, no, no, it's just that I personally like it here, and with all due respect, can you give me priority to live here?" The middle-aged man explained.

The boy was a little confused. There are almost no buildings outside the castle in the newly rebuilt area, and it has been confirmed that there are no precious resources near the island that are worth exploiting, and there are no entertainment facilities here, so it is too much for a middle-aged person to say a compliment.

"If that's all there is to it, it's not a hassle, and I'd love you to come here, even though it's not a good situation here." The young man raised his head slightly, looked at the middle-aged man and said.

"Things will be better in the future." The middle-aged man said with extra confidence, which surprised the teenager a little.

"However, there is too little material here at the moment, and if you come here alone, it will put more pressure on the rated capacity." The boy was also telling the truth, at the moment, there were only seven people in the town guard mansion, naturally not being allocated too much capacity, and if it was just a little bit of things to open up new routes, it would undoubtedly be quite a waste of money and time. Of course, this sentence has a slightly tentative meaning in it.

"As long as there are enough people, it is naturally necessary to open up new routes, right?" The middle-aged man seemed to have understood the young man's voice, so he replied.

"The first 50 settlers will all have priority in accordance with the regulations." Seemingly routine words were a way for the boy to convey his meaning.

"I also want it to prosper, but building a town is far more difficult than building anything else." After the middle-aged man talked with the teenager a little more, he took the initiative to retire.

"Phew, rebuilding the town guard is only the first step...... It will take a long time for it to develop......," the boy whispered, staring out the window at the desolate scene.

"More people are needed to build this place, and the Admiral can talk to that Mistress Ellie." Veneto, who was working on the papers, said.

"I guess I won't care about it." The boy asserted as if he was sure.

"By the way, Des Moines, here's a list of necessities, let's get these necessary things back first." The teenager, who was originally dealing with official business, suddenly raised his head and handed an electronic notebook to the blonde girl.

"Huh? Okay, I see, Admiral. After a moment of thought, Des Moine recalled the position he had been assigned to yesterday, and he could somewhat understand what the boy meant.

Although there are not too many things to deal with in the town guard mansion, there are a lot of them, even if there are commanders and secretaries who are beyond the level of normal people who are responsible for most of the tasks, they have to separate some duties. At this moment, De Moines, who has the highest voice outside the capital ship in the fleet, was assigned the responsibility of resource scheduling in yesterday's discussion, and she must also carry out the procurement of these things.

Looking at the very empty town guard's mansion, the young man couldn't help but sigh. Although the original reconstruction work has been completed, and there is a place where people can rest and perform their official duties, it is necessary to improve the environment in consideration of the mood and work considerations of the members of the town guard.

"It's a pity, the resources allocated above are very limited, otherwise more rooms can be added here......" Although it is also very rich because it is a direct reconstruction of the original house, but if you want to deal with it in the next year, the scale of the town guard mansion is still reluctant at this moment.

"It's only been a year, and the Admiral doesn't have to put too much effort into rebuilding this place." Veneto didn't mind too much about this, although the environment here was far less than that of the Central Naval Academy, but it was enough for a long-term stationing base.

"But now I can finally relax a little more......" the boy muttered to himself, and something that had been suppressed by his busyness gradually revealed to his heart.

Veneto, who witnessed the young man's face, seemed to have thought of that incident as well, and she knew that this period of time might be the most leisurely period since the construction of the town guard mansion, and it was indeed suitable for dealing with 'that thing'.