Her skin was fairer than snow, and her wavy blonde hair was pure gold with a hint of dullness. She was also wearing an exotic yet dignified black backless dress.
Most importantly, it is still the proper etiquette of nobility that has been nurtured since young that makes it impossible to be picky. Her faint smile is reserved but doesn't lose her passion. Her gaze doesn't leave anyone out. From the moment she appeared, she attracted the attention of most of the males present.
"Isabella T. Ferde, the daughter of the Count of the Xiluo Empire's Ferde Family, Noble Blood Tribe."
In the celebration banquet held by the local merchants, chiefs, and leaders, just an unknown descender of a new God isn't enough.
Perhaps the locals don't know what the Xiluo Empire is, but her identity as the daughter of a Count and Noble Blood Tribe is enough to give her the possibility of stepping onto the stage.
However, whether or not one can grasp the opportunity depends on one's social skills. Obviously, Isabella has experience in this field.
Her every frown and smile, praising the local customs and the unique Sunshine Season, she easily gained the favor of the rich merchants and nobles of the Seymour Empire.
The topic that she has prepared beforehand is related to the similar but different customs of the Aishi Empire. Especially now that the Aishi Empire is gradually entering the spring rain and the flowerbeds, this seemingly ordinary topic is like the customs of the other side of the world to the locals.
"Oh, look at me, I am so happy to be able to participate in the Sunshine Festival that I have forgotten about my annoying job. The Church that I am in is preparing to build a ship and is lacking a magic-free port …"
In her words, she 'accidentally' reveals the purpose of her trip.
Soon, in this circle, there will be news that the Game Church is looking for a magic-free port to build a ship. Then, those with resources will take the initiative to approach.
This isn't the Aishi Empire with its trading platforms and black markets. However, under Isabella's seemingly young face, she is actually an Aishi who has experienced the Chaos Era. Naturally, she knows how to deal with it.
Her red lips lightly tasted the tender and beautiful blood wine. When she covered her mouth and chuckled, her small canine teeth were especially cute.
Soon, the upper class of Cape Town would know of the arrival of the beautiful Count's daughter, Isabella, and the clues she needed would be delivered to her door soon.
Right now, she was smiling like a flower, but in reality …
"Ahhhhhh! It was hot and stuffy! I really want to die, I really want to die! Lori, I've sacrificed so much for you today. Not only have I become that disgusting social butterfly, but I've also … spent 11 hours! I haven't played games for 11 hours, 24 minutes, and 32 seconds! "
[Okay, okay, okay. I know you've worked hard. I'll ask Big Brother to help you find a place to charge your battery.]
In an instant, Isabella revealed a smile that came from the bottom of her heart. Her beautiful and exotic smile was a rare genuine joy in such an occasion, and it stunned everyone around her.
Perhaps in just a few days, Isabella would gain some loyal "followers".
Nobody knew that this was just the joy of a gamer addicted to internet addiction who finally knew that she was going to return to the virtual world.
Right now, she simply smiled sweetly …
"There's a mobile router … Your older brother, Rorschach, is really convenient. I'll just follow him around in the future."
[… Big Brother will be really sad if he hears this.]
"Eh? Could it be that he likes me? Hah, beauty is such a sin. "
Unconsciously, Isabella's mouth arced upwards, and her cute little canine teeth made everyone's eyes light up.
[No, it's just that in the past few years, Big Brother has reported to you more than ten times and made up a bunch of reasons. But his real goal is to get as far away from you as possible. Now that he hears that you're going to rely on him, he'll be really sad. He might even go on strike.]
"… Am I really that bad!? That damned ten-thousand-year-old shota, he definitely hasn't matured to the point where he wants women. He doesn't know how charming I am. Hmph, as long as I wave my hand, he'll fall in love with me! Then … I'll have a mobile router to use 24 hours a day, and I'll be able to surf the internet no matter where I go! Right, there's also that strange luck draw. Perhaps he really is suitable for me! Yep. That's right, it'll be nice to bring him home as a mascot. "
The first part was quite normal, at least in human language, and even somewhat reasonable. But what the hell was the second part?
[Amazing, I'll ask him … Heh heh, Big Brother told me to tell him. "Even if I really wanted to find a sow, I wouldn't find a pay-to-win sow." It was still him who told him … It's none of my business. Eh, the signal isn't good. I think I'm going to be disconnected.]
"Lori, Lori … How are you going to pretend to be disconnected with that mobile router!?"
But it was clear that Isabella couldn't hear the words of her God right now, and the enthusiastic locals around her forced her to focus on her work for the time being.
In a way, Rorschach had become the most popular companion when going out on a mission, and the root of this was the ability that Isabella used as a "network router."
The interference of the magical fog was ineffective against him, which meant that Rorschach could maintain contact with the God of Games at all times. And as long as there was no magical fog between him and the other Descended Ones, or if they were close enough, Lori could use him as a bridge to directly connect with the other Descended Ones.
A person like Isabella was mainly because she could directly connect to the HQ and use various network resources. But for the slightly more serious Descended Ones, the God's gaze and protection were all guarantees of survival.
In the last few years, the death rate of the new Descended Ones in the Game Church was much lower than average, and in fact, it was because of this cheat-like ability.
And now, in this large city without magical fog interference, with Rorschach as a transit point, all the Descended Ones could actually maintain contact with each other at all times, which was a great help when they were scattered to carry out various missions.
A mascot's mere existence could help with missions. In the last two years, what Rorschach hated the most was this nickname behind his back … "It makes it sound like I'm not doing anything, even though I've clearly done a lot of work."
But because a few random people were very happy to spread this nickname around, everyone knew who the Game Church was referring to when they mentioned "our mascot."
Back in the day, Isabella had directly called Rorschach "my favorite mobile router" and "the victory statue that can raise morale by + 3 just by standing there". This had caused Rorschach to go crazy several times, and the two sides had privately fought several times … Then, from how Isabella always called him "mascot," it was obvious who had won and who had lost.
It was no wonder that both sides were at loggerheads this time. Lori instantly pretended to disconnect, which was an extremely correct choice.
Isabella secretly cursed, but could only focus on her work.
"Our port area here is also quite good. Although we can't manufacture large battleships, it is indeed the largest production area for small and medium-sized ships in the entire wasteland."
Someone had already introduced Cape Town's shipbuilding industry to Isabella, but she only listened with a smile and didn't understand in depth … Actually, if she really liked Cape Town's shipbuilding industry, she could have just directly purchased it from White Paper Gold. There would have been no need for her to ask for clues like this.
Although the core technology for Ansorenne's floating battleships came from Aishi, there were many things that were fundamentally different.
The existence of magical mist was fatal to any magical device's interference.
After all, the core of any magical device was filled with numerous magical pipes that flowed with elemental power. Meanwhile, magical mist itself was the gathering of elemental power.
To use a somewhat inappropriate description, if one opened up their protective layer and used magical devices in a magical mist, it would be the same as using an old-fashioned gunpowder gun in a sea of fire with its outer shell open. It would be lucky if one didn't explode into pieces, not to mention using it effectively.
In that case, in order for magical devices to function normally, a necessary sealing mechanism was necessary.
This was especially true for large magical devices like floating battleships. It would be quite difficult to seal them completely. When constructing the core components, it would be best to minimize the magical mist's interference.
Large battleships had equipment to expel magical mist, but they couldn't reach the standard of being completely fog-free. Such repairs and maintenance required the help of a professional fog-free port.
Due to Cape Town's unique geographical location and climate, it was considered a fog-free area during thunderstorms. However, there was a lot of moisture in this area. Not only was there still magical mist in the air, but the lightning element that filled the air was also an interference from the shipbuilding industry.
However, since the area was large enough and the industries were densely packed, there were indeed small and medium-sized shipbuilding industries here that didn't have high requirements. Low quality brought low prices and sufficient sales volume, making this wilderness area's largest production area worthy of its name.
However, if the Game Church wanted a large battleship, it was possible to forcefully construct one, but the results … In any case, Lori and the others couldn't bear to waste the resources and components that they had worked so hard to collect.
Although Rorschach and Isabella seemed to be in the mood to joke around, they were actually quite anxious.
The Game Church was developing very quickly, much faster than expected. As a result, the demand for expeditionary battleships was extremely strong.
As for the three floating island-level ports around them, some of them were already fully booked, some of them belonged to factions that had bad relations with the Nature faction, and some of them had huge problems. Otherwise, Rorschach and the others wouldn't have come here to try their luck.
It was indeed possible to find a usable port further away, but the route was too far. It was equivalent to crossing countless territories with priceless battleship components. Even the friendliest neighbor could instantly turn into a masked bandit. If it wasn't necessary, Rorschach and the others didn't want to encounter such a life and death gamble.
Moreover, the Game Church's goal wasn't limited to this.
The completion of the battleship didn't mean the completion of the mission. Maintenance and upgrades were the main tasks. If possible, the Game Church wanted to find a stable and reliable local partner.
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