As we all know, there are no rivers in the Northland, and some only have snow-capped glaciers, so it is difficult to study shipbuilding in the Northland.

The same is true for the Brute Hammer and the scholars of the Research Institute, the current Drifting Snow City has earth-shaking changes almost every day, and they can't leave people for a day, so they can't leave Drifting Snow City.

However, things are dead, people are alive, and there is a river near the Holy Dragon Distribution Center, and it leads directly to the southern port, so the nightmare of all the apprentices in the Drifting Snow City academic world begins.

As a result of the ingenuity of craftsmen and scholars, a comparative model was established in the two places, and the detailed model data was restored to the entity of the distribution center.

Every day, specialized apprentices ride snowmobiles back and forth to exchange research data, and many people choose to apply for senior colleges, and naturally they are inevitably galloping in the wind and snow for that pitiful credit.

As for the lords, who created the credit system, but also gave them opportunities, the students would express their "love" for him in the most cordial language every morning in the fierce cold wind, and at the same time had to tense their nerves to prepare for the next official level 4 and 6 and topic papers.

"You humans are really dirty in heart....."

Looking at the students preparing for the exam coming and going down the New Scholars Tower, Durandal sighed from the bottom of his heart, just for the credits of those numbers that could make these students work so hard.

Leo can't deny that he wants to create a society without gradation, but people are inert, how many people will choose to eat and wait for death without a little pressure?

"My lord, this is a recent summary, and the control case has been successfully launched, and there are no problems"

"Well, it's been hard work, I've seen you a lot lately, let's add one more point to the reward points this month."

The apprentice stepped back with a happy face, Leo shook the thick stack of things, the information of the research institute is getting more and more complicated day by day, maybe one day he will not be able to understand it.

The problem of watertightness of steam-driven ships was finally solved by increasing the pressure in a separate isolation space, and only the exhaust gases of the steam engine were directly introduced into the binding.

However, the ironclad ship was still rejected, and the current shipbuilding technology was still too reluctant, and after putting in the new steam engine of the El, it was barely carried on ordinary ships.

The main reason for bringing Durandal here this time is to confirm the possibility that the core principle of the steam engine imitated by Leo in this world is to replace the step of boiling water with intermittent bursts of inferior fire crystals.

But the fire crystal can be used, and there is no reason why the warlock can't drive it, right? Although the ability of ordinary warlocks is limited, there is still such a spell in this world that is deducted from the physical strength gauge, and if it is only a small output, it can always output a race that has been cool.

Durandal was wrong, except that the human heart was dirty, she should also know that there is a saying called a despicable stranger, and when she unconsciously drove the model of the steam engine, and cheered for the pitiful reward, she always felt that Leo's smile was a little crazy.

A tattered merchant ship floated in with the smell of decay, slowly approaching the port of the Land of Sands, completely ignoring the signals from the people on the shore, and slammed into the dock, cocking a row of wooden stakes and a large hole in the hull.

Soon a lot of people gathered in the port to be amazed, it was not uncommon for there to be a wrecked ship floating on the sea, and it was rare for someone to be able to dock by themselves like this, and the logistics officer at the dock was deep in thought.

"Boss, what's wrong? They all went to the ship to see if there was anything good, why don't you go and see it? If it's late, maybe it'll be gone."

On this kind of shipwrecked ship, it is generally where it is, and at most some relics will be returned, and most of the valuable objects will go to the discoverer.

"I said that this ship is a month's money, or a new ship that has been at sea for less than half a year, do you believe it or not?"

"How is that possible...."

No one noticed that three voices jumped into the water in advance and swam to a shallow and uninhabited shoal, and Spark squeezed the water on his clothes and was quite dissatisfied.

"Why are you avoiding them, it's just a group of weak humans"

"I heard that a new batch of weapons has recently been introduced here, called muskets? If you die, where will you find a new body? I heard that the country of sand is cremationism"

Dean had a headache for this man whose brain was full of muscles, and he was one rank higher than him in his ranks, while "Bill", who was in eighth place, was silent and seemed to be related.

"What? Cowardly? ”

"I sent bugs to the place where the Nameless One died, and there are remnants of the ground melted by high energy... I smell the light in it."

“！”

"Why didn't you report this?"

"The news of the return of the insects is far from being seen with the naked eye, maybe it's just a little bit of holy light scattered, and it's not a headache for those who are in high positions, we are now far away in the land of sand."

Dean was silent for a while, and exchanged glances with Spark, but the other party had no opinion.

The lower position must obey the upper position, and the subordinate determines the status, which is the iron law of their clan, but it does not mean that they do not think about the upper position.

"It's okay, I think it's not our business if something happens at such a distance."

The two of them agreed, but they were thinking that if something happened, they would sell the eighth place as soon as possible, and the three people in the upper position were not so easy to shake.

The tattered church in the corner of the Sand King's capital was the seat of the famous Imperial State Church a few months ago, but since the independence of the Sand Country, it has not been coldly regarded, but fortunately, the new king is wise and benevolent, but he has removed the high-level and has not done anything to those ordinary believers.

Now that the empire has fallen, and the news that the Holy Light Cult has lost its gods has spread throughout the Eastern Continent, the life of the Church of the Land of Sand is getting more and more difficult.

"Holy Maiden, yesterday another priest resigned, saying that he would return to his hometown to farm"

"This month's donation is not enough to cover the expenses, or the orphans or..."

The Virgin Freya was also under intense scrutiny after the Empire was expelled from the country, and was released after confirming that she was only a symbol of peace chosen by the Light Cult in the Land of Sands.

"I was only an orphan before I became a saint, do you want me to abandon them?"

"No, no, no....it's just that we can't survive next month."

Freya's brows tightened, as long as she shouted, no money would fall, in fact, after the fall of the empire, there were no more believers in the church, and many of the people of the sand who were forced by the empire before had regained their native faith.

"Holy Maiden, it's actually not like there's no way, I heard that the Wasteland Temple has reopened..."

"You want me to turn my back on the Light?"

"But the Holy Maiden..... loyal believers of the Holy Light, in this huge country of sand, I am afraid that only you and I are left."

Freya clenched her fists..... but she could only put them down.

"I see"