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Chapter 379

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At noon, Allen brought Sean to the Shantibora Sea Restaurant. This was a special restaurant. The owner of the restaurant connected several medium-sized sails with iron chains and fixed them to the bay to form a water platform. Some of the excess components on the ship were removed to keep the venue spacious enough. After setting up a balcony and some other necessary facilities, it became such a unique sea restaurant.

Below the restaurant, the abdomen of the boat, was even transformed into an elegant room to meet the special needs of some guests.

Roger booked a good seat in the restaurant. Is this okay? Looking at most of the Silver Gull Strait. When the sea breeze blows, the platform on the water will rise and fall with the waves. Closing your eyes, it will make people suspect that they are already in the blue sky and blue sea.

When Allen arrived, Roger, who was the one who started it, was already there. He smiled and greeted, "Long time no see, Mr. Allen. You look good."

"Mr. Roger is also in good spirits." Allen replied.

After the two of them sat down and chatted for a while, guests arrived one after another. After Allen, the young president of the Lily Chamber of Commerce, Jessica, arrived leisurely. Then there were two elderly men. Just by looking at their clothes, one could tell that they had a great background. Seeing that all the guests were seated, Roger snapped his fingers. In less than a minute, all kinds of exquisite dishes, local seafood sashimi, and the restaurant's self-brewed fruit wine were served one by one, covering such a large table.

After all the dishes were served, Roger stood up and raised his glass. "Come, everyone here today is my friend. It's a rare opportunity for everyone to get together today. Let me take this opportunity to introduce this young gentleman to you. "

He looked at Allen and smiled, "I believe everyone here has already received the news. That's right. Sir Maud of Storm City has fallen, and it is our young and promising Mr. Allen who is now managing Storm City in place of Sir. I propose a toast to him. "

The few of them raised their glasses in greeting. Allen naturally would not refuse and drank to the end.

Next, Roger introduced the two old men to Allen. They sat on the left and right sides of Jessica. On the left was Reese, who had a ruddy complexion and always had a smile on his face and his eyes were half-closed. What surprised Allen was that this seemingly amiable old man was the boss of the three mercenary groups. The Rangers pulled over through the Adventurers Association was one of the mercenary groups under Reese.

Apart from the Rangers, Reese also had a trident that was good at naval battles, as well as the Hundred Battles Legion, which was hired by major merchant groups all year round to protect them.

Reese smiled and waited for Roger to introduce himself. He turned a ring inlaid with an emerald on his finger and said, "Hansen mentioned you to me when he came back. In his words, your tactics to take down Storm City were brilliant."

"You flatter me," Allen said modestly.

Roger then introduced another old man named Fellows, the vice president of the Iron Flag Chamber of Commerce. The Iron Flag Chamber of Commerce was engaged in the trade of weapons, equipment, and even raw materials such as copper and iron. Among them, guns and cannons were their main source of income. Fellows was very thin, and the skin on his thin face was almost stuck to his bones. He didn't like to talk or laugh, and he looked like a mummy that had just been unearthed.

Fellows only nodded at Roger's introduction, but didn't say anything else.

Speaking of Jessica, Roger smiled and said, "As for this beautiful lady, I don't think there's any need for me to waste any more words. You two already know each other, right?"

"Our Lily Chamber of Commerce is very happy to cooperate with someone like Mr. Allen, and I believe we will have a good time." Jessica raised her glass and said cheerfully.

"Come, eat." Roger did not forget his role as host and pushed the atmosphere at the table at the right time.

After tasting a few local specialties of seafood, Roger's voice sounded in Allen's ears.

"Now that Storm City has basically stabilized, what plans does Mr. Allen have next?"

At last, thought Alan, getting down to business. He glanced at the people on the table, including the expressionless Fellows. All of them revealed subtle expressions. Obviously, they also wanted to know Allen's answer.

Allen smiled faintly and said, "Storm City is rich in both copper and iron. Those two veins can produce a large amount of raw materials for equipment every year. I don't intend to waste it. Right now, a weapons workshop is being built. I intend to gather the blacksmiths of the two cities and devote the next few days to the development and production of weapons and equipment. "

"I wonder which direction you're leaning towards?" Reese straightened his body slightly and asked.

"When the workshop was first built, it would be more inclined to equipment like swords and armor. After all, they were in high demand. But my ultimate goal is to have the ability to produce my own firearms. For example, a chain of fire/guns … "

The atmosphere at the table froze.

"Chain of fire/guns?" Fellows sneered, "Mr. Allen is a layman after all, so he naturally doesn't know that even the Imperial Workshop of the Empire can't produce chain of fire/guns at the moment." That was not something that could be done by applying the principles of cannons to firearms. Every time the same component was reduced by half, the accuracy requirements needed to be increased by ten times. The problems that followed, such as rifling, ammunition, and so on, were all difficult to overcome. "If chain of fire/guns were really that easy to produce, the main corps of the empire wouldn't still be using flintlock fire/guns."

Allen shrugged his shoulders and said, "Just because you can't make it now doesn't mean you can't in the future. Just like the flintlock/gun, if it was a hundred years ago, people probably wouldn't have thought that they could make such a weapon, right? "

Fellows was speechless. He could only snort and silently drink his wine.

Roger exchanged glances with Reese, who smiled and said, "Let's not talk about whether we can produce a chain of fire/guns. Mr. Allen is impressive just by having such an enterprising mind. Although our mercenary group currently has firearms/guns, they are still mainly cold weapons. "If Storm City's weapons workshop has the ability to mass-produce sword-type equipment, I hope Mr. Allen can sell it to us at a more favorable price."

"Of course." Allen said.

Roger smiled and said, "The Iron Flag Chamber of Commerce mainly sells equipment. I don't think we need to look far away in the future. We can place an order directly from the workshop in Storm City."

Hearing this, Fellows replied coldly, "That may not be possible. Our Chamber of Commerce has a long-term cooperation agreement with several weapons dealers. We can't just change it."

"It's a pity that our Lily Chamber of Commerce doesn't do business in equipment. However, the cloth that Mr. Allen provided last time sold well. I hope that Sur City can continue to open new cloth."

"Mr. Sean will follow up on this." Allen said, "And I have other ideas about cloth production. If we can cooperate with the Lily Chamber of Commerce and bring in outstanding design talents. If we upgrade the textile mill to a garment factory and sell the ready-made clothes everywhere, will the profits be higher than those of pure cloth? "

Jessica's eyes lit up and she nodded, "I've had such an idea before. Looks like I can talk to Mr. Sean about it later."

She was very straightforward and immediately made an appointment with Sean. Allen looked at Roger and said, "Mr. Roger's caravan should have gone to quite a few places. I wonder where the Yinou Strait leads to. Can Mr. Roger tell me about it?"

Roger revealed a deep smile. Previously, he had asked about the weapons workshop, and now he was inquiring about the world outside the Yinou Strait. Allen had already revealed a lot of information, which showed that the young Knight in front of him was not satisfied with dominating the border. He looked at the bay outside the restaurant and said, "From the Silver Gull Strait, we can reach Ark Harbor after a month's journey."

"Ark Harbor?"

'"Yes, it's also a port city. Entering Ark Harbor is equivalent to entering the inner 6 of the empire's territory. Ark Harbor is famous for its shipbuilding industry. Most of the sailboats and hybrid boats we use come from Ark Harbor. Right now, a kind of iron ship is being developed there. The hull of that ship is stronger and can withstand the wind and waves, allowing our adventurers to explore deeper into the world. "At this point, Roger had a leisurely expression on his face.

"If you don't take the water route, you can go north from the Wilderness Highlands through the south of Purple Roland Harbor. You can also reach the hinterland of the empire." Reese added, "However, the Wilderness Highlands are not peaceful. There are dangerous cliffs, desolate forests, and evil beasts everywhere. It is filled with blood and chaos. Compared to it, the Bloodstone Wilderness was child's play. Very few people were willing to cross the Wilderness Highlands, even though it would only take about two weeks. However, people would rather choose the waterway. After all, it was safer. And if you're lucky, you'll meet the Naga Fishmen at sea. They're all beautiful and sexy mutants. "

Allen was drinking fruit wine when he suddenly heard the word Naga Fishman and almost spat it out. He wondered if he had heard wrongly and asked, "The kind of fishman you're talking about, could it be that the race is all female? The kind of fishman whose body is covered with soft purple scales and has no bones, right? "

Reese laughed, "Yes, that's right. It seems that Mr. Allen has also heard of the beauty of the Naga Fishmen. An adult Fishman can sell for up to 100,000 gold coins in the empire. Of course, no man is willing to give up the Fishman if he wants to. "

Thus, the men at the table all laughed awkwardly. Even Fellows had a faint smile on his face. Allen was smiling, but he was very shocked in his heart. The so-called Naga Fishmen that Reese and the others spoke of were clearly the Soft Bone Naga that he had seen at the slave auction in Babylon. However, the Nagas had always lived on one of the planets in the Rudson Domain. Why did the Nagas exist in this world?

Originally, Allen thought that the natives of this world were humans, but only now did he know that there were other intelligent life forms on this planet besides humans. This unfamiliar planet was slowly unveiling its mysterious veil to Allen.

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