Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

The weather was fine and sunny, with a clear sky and fresh air.

Today, the sea breeze is gentle, shedding its usual icy chill, and becomes especially tender and friendly under the comfortable sunlight.

The temperature has risen slightly, and the dry, comfortable air makes people feel lazy and want to feel a bit drowsy.

Even in calm seas, where the ship is stable enough to place a coin that can stand upright.

Compassionate nature has tempered its former majesty, generously bestowing light and heat, as tenderly as the old world before the arrival of the icy sea.

This is one of the few seasons where one can truly enjoy oneself, allowing one to yawn freely, set up a few chairs in the sunlit area, and drift off to sleep.

But the residents of the Azure are not the lazy, complacent birds!

They knew that this kind of weather was more suitable for stretching and exercising.

Some people, some not, all rushed onto the deck, making the bridge quite noisy.

The children stood in a row on the deck, spreading their bodies out in the sun like cold-blooded lizards, letting their bodies synthesize the vitamin B they had been lacking for so long.

The women, wrapped in tattered aprons stained with oil, found a corner that was neither too crowded nor too quiet and began chatting about everyday matters, while keeping a close eye on their children to prevent them from falling into the icy sea beyond the railing.

They could find out everything about everyone, from whose family had a larger food ration to the lord's health, and even the condition of the newly arrived prisoners.

Or they could exchange a few casual remarks to fill their dull and boring days and give them more to talk about.

Other young and strong men were also busy, continuing the ship's repairs under the comfortable daylight.

Each person steals a moment from their busy schedule to feel the breeze slip through their fingers, then takes a deep breath of the slightly salty sea air, wipes the sweat from their brows, and lets the hammer in their hand strike again.

"Come a little closer, yes, yes, it's off, a little more to the right, that's it."

A worker directing the crane shouted corrections to avoid making his voice sound alienated by the deafening roar of the machine.

The crane slowly moved the steel on the ship, accompanied by the groaning sound of the swaying steel wires, until it was perfectly embedded in the connecting slot.

"Everything's ready!"

With a "clang," its base was precisely inserted into the tube shaft, and it slowly slid down until it touched the bottom.

Several welding torches welded a fish-scale pattern at the junction, which displayed a colorful matte finish under the reflection of light. This was the specialty of the old master craftsman.

A little further away, you can also see other unique scenery.

The old lady Chen Tianqing, who had been recruited from Baiya City, had even put aside her usual rigidity and moved the classroom to the sunny deck, which was quite unusual.

The chalk moved erratically on the blackboard, and all sorts of chemical equations danced joyfully on it. The students below were completely bewildered by the difficult and obscure knowledge, and they were all trapped in the frustration of not being able to understand it.

Ji Chun stood out among them, his hands resting on the table, his head bobbing as if a heavy object was hanging above him, as if he were fast asleep.

Sudden.

With a whoosh, a piece of chalk hit him squarely between the eyebrows, startling him.

"How can you sleep at your age? Listen to the lesson!"

He stared blankly at the angry old woman in front of him, and immediately felt a surge of anger.

"You old hag, I've already cooperated by coming here to sit in on this, what more do you want? What, you want a mechanical engineer like me to learn about your completely unrelated chemical engineering knowledge!"

Chen Xueqing shook her head slightly, her eyes looking at the country bumpkin who had never seen the world, her tone full of contempt.

"Does studying mechanical engineering mean you don't need to learn about lubricant formulation? You don't need to study metal brittleness? Or you don't need to understand the carbon equivalent fraction of high-carbon steel and low-carbon steel?"

Kid, you still have a lot to learn, a lot for you to learn!

"My lord, save me! I need to go back and tear things down!"

Ji Chun slumped in her chair, sobbing and wailing, trying to get He Feng's attention and evoke his few remaining sympathies.

He Feng, on the other hand, smiled gently.

He glanced ahead at the shipping lane filled with cracked ice floes, feeling quite content.

This kind of vibrant, everyday life is quite rare.

"That's great!"

He Feng sat on the open ground on the roof of the ship's cockpit, basking in the sun and muttering to himself, his hands supporting his body as he looked down at the scene.

A sense of pride welled up inside me.

It is thriving and full of vitality, and everything is developing in a stable direction.

With a solid foundation, industry has benefited not only from the production technology inherent in machine tools, but also from the accumulation of materials and technologies.

The series of light industries that emerged in response to this made the industrial structure of the Azure relatively healthy.

Perhaps one day, they will be able to build airplanes and giant ships even without blueprints?

This is the Azure now, sailing on the right path, breaking free from the shackles of fate and forging ahead.

Even though White Raven City was still chasing after them...

Sweeping away any distracting thoughts, he glanced again at the intelligence entry regarding the dynamically changing location of White Raven City.

Nothing happened, nothing changed.

It remained in the same position as a crouching giant, taking a couple of steps before stopping again.

It's hard not to wonder if they're planning something big.

They're highly suspicious, but we can only try to see if the next intelligence update can reveal more details.

Given enough time, the Azure might not necessarily be at a disadvantage in the next head-on confrontation between the two.

The fortress is currently set to autopilot and will likely head straight for the gathering place of the Ice Sea Nomads.

The Ice Sea Nomads are generally not a single ship, but rather an alliance of countless ordinary ships.

After a brief gathering, they broke away from the alliance and drifted alone on the icy ocean like wanderers.

They are the Gypsies of this world, who, like duckweed, take root and pursue ultimate freedom.

This is He Feng's general understanding of this mysterious force; it's not much, but it's enough.

He stretched, put his hands behind his back, and lazily enjoyed this pleasant leisure time.

"My lord, so you've been here all along!"

A hand reached out from below, clinging to the dome, and with great difficulty hooked its foot on the ridge, barely managing to expose half of its body.

"Jing Sheng? How come it's you? How did you get up here?" He Feng was somewhat bewildered. There was no passage here, but rather a cliff face about three meters high.

Although it was He Feng who jumped in, for an ordinary person, it was an extremely difficult task.

Jing Sheng gripped the gap tightly with his fingernails, panting and speaking in short sentences, his face flushed red from the excessive force.

"I have a new strategic deployment map, could you take a look? Also, I can't hold on much longer!" he said dejectedly.