Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

Under the bright sunlight, the cannons were wide open, their guns radiating an invincible sharpness.

He Feng leaped down and walked to the front of the ship's gun module, stroking the gun platform with both hands as if it were a rare and precious treasure.

Furthermore, the idea of ​​using elemental crystals for enchanting has given He Feng some insight.

Normally, elemental crystals are used to enchant turrets, but Ji Chun has gotten it backwards; he's a genius.

I happen to have a Tier 2 item, Frost Crystal, on hand.

Back indoors.

He Feng took out a small knife and carefully cut off a corner of the crystal. He also cut off the falling powder and swept it into the oil paper.

With a "crack," the steel knife used for cutting was frozen to pieces.

The debris shimmered with a crystalline light, emanating a stagnant and chilling aura.

In an instant, the temperature in the lord's office, which had just been warm as spring, plummeted, its chill no less intense than the biting wind outside the window.

He Feng gritted his teeth and hurriedly wrapped the frost crystal fragments in several layers of heat-insulating material before the room gradually warmed up.

He Feng couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive about his recklessness; even a grain the size of sand could create a bone-chilling low temperature comparable to liquid nitrogen.

If mixed in with the ship's guns, it might even make the shells more powerful!

It truly lives up to its prestigious status as a second-tier material.

Unlike the primitive naval warfare where cannons were used to smash iron rocks, naval guns can cause terrifying explosive damage once they hit their target.

Fortunately, the Azure also had a lot of saltpeter and coal stockpiles, which could be used to make a lot of naval gun shells.

He Feng wrapped his trench coat tighter to slightly dispel the chill on his body.

Gasoline is an essential component for the operation of internal combustion engines, and we must obtain it even if it means going to great lengths.

Once the technology of the internal combustion engine is unlocked, He Feng will have the confidence to deal with the monster horde, thus enabling the entire fortress's technological strength to leap forward.

After pacing around indoors for a long time, He Feng had finally formed a complete plan in his mind.

The technicians entrusted to Liu Neng are now working feverishly to produce the nodding donkeys, and a new batch of machines will be ready in a few days.

The recent series of upgrades alone have depleted the Azure's steel reserves, and it won't be long before the Azure's city upgrades come to a standstill.

There might be quite a few native monsters inhabiting Black Dragon Bay, which is a bit of a headache. We absolutely cannot confront them head-on; if we're going to fight, we have to take them down without taking any damage.

Therefore, the most important thing to do to minimize resource consumption is to improve the combat quality of individual soldiers on the Blue Ship.

"Is it tough? Is it tiring?"

A crisp, efficient voice came from outside the cabin door. He Feng looked out from the door and window and saw Lin Sen instructing the combat readiness personnel.

"It's not bitter! It's not tiring!" Seven or eight young men of similar age shouted at the top of their lungs, standing at attention on the deck. The howling cold wind swept by, giving them goosebumps.

"Since you've decided to dedicate yourselves to the Azure, you must be able to endure this kind of hardship."

"You're not doing this for yourselves, but for everyone on the Azure!"

Lin Sen, despite his small stature, put on an air of authority, his eyes sharp and powerful, his voice loud and clear, just like a real instructor.

"Now pick up your steel swords and swing them one hundred times on the spot!"

"yes!"

Several combat readiness team members walked in unison, bent down, picked up the item, and then swung it sharply into the air in front of them, all in one smooth motion, without any hesitation.

"Speed ​​up!" Lin Mo urged.

The blade is like a shadow, the sword light dances like a dragon and a snake, leaving only afterimages with increasing frequency.

The members were panting heavily, and some had already lost their footing, but they still waved their arms desperately.

"Not enough!" Lin Mo shouted at the top of his lungs, his anger barely contained.

"Sir, I have an objection!" A troublemaker broke out from the orderly ranks, his eyes reflecting an unruly and defiant spirit.

"I think we've reached our limit, sir. You're asking too much of us."

Lin Mo's temples bulged with veins, and he immediately grabbed the member's collar. His angry lines deepened, and his fist hovered in mid-air, undecided.

"What kind of evolved being can't even swing 20 times a second! Keep training!"

"Then why don't you do it yourself if you're so good at it?" the troublemaker retorted, slapping his face defiantly.

"If you're so incompetent, shut up and hit me here."

"You son of a bitch..."

"The best way to deal with unruly people is to make them realize the difference in status," He Feng said calmly, having pushed open the hatch at some point and standing out from the crowd's blind spot.

"I'll borrow your knife!" He Feng took a small step and, in the blink of an eye, snatched the steel knife from one of the members' hands.

"This is how you should wield a knife."

He Feng playfully ran two fingers across the blade, then flipped his wrist, instantly transforming his one-handed sword-wielding technique into a textbook-perfect, serious slashing motion.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, sending gusts of wind through the air; each strike was a solid, decisive blow.

There were no unnecessary movements; almost in an instant, more than 100 slashes were completed.

The steel knife in He Feng's hand was also ravaged and changed beyond recognition. The blade was dented from friction with the air and even showed signs of quenching.

The crowd around stared in shock at this inhuman act, speechless and dumbfounded.

"You mean my hands are practically smoking from all the shaking, but our lord can make the blade smoke from his sword?"

"Lord, did you forget about me after your evolution?"

After the initial shock came admiration, and even more so, a desire to emulate and follow He Feng's example.

Like a group of young men dancing the Ansai waist drum, they were so engrossed in it that they lost all their lives.

He Feng remained silent, simply finding an open space to sit down and silently bear the pressure.

"Watch closely, everyone. As long as you follow my method to practice, you'll catch up with the lord one day." Lin Mo puffed out his chest, looking smug.

He Feng shook his head, but continued to correct the swinging motions of each new combat readiness team member.

With He Feng's personal guidance, the entire training session enabled each member to make rapid progress, and there were even faint traces of them breaking through to become evolved beings.

The result, of course, pleased him greatly.

Because He Feng almost went mad when he first learned the breathing technique, he incorporated the breathing technique into these movements.

Commonly known as the "Fifth Set of Evolutionary Gymnastics," its purpose is to help qualified individuals quickly join the ranks of the evolved.

The first section, the slashing motion, allows the stagnant energy in the body to flow again, making it the easiest way to begin.

"Look, what's wrong with him!"

Several voices shouted in disbelief as they surrounded a member of the group who was swinging a knife and lost in a state of flow.

A white light shone faintly on his abdomen, spreading outwards to his limbs and bones like meridians.

With each deep breath, the surrounding air pressure suddenly changed.

"Boom!" The rising air mixed with the squeaking sound of muscles growing.

The combat readiness team members in front of us have undergone a transformation!

"Instructor Lin Mo wasn't lying to us; gymnastics really does make you stronger!"