The food on Shrimp B1 Island was fresh. Even though the Hellfire tribesmen's cooking method was simple, which consisted of only roasting, frying, and stewing, it still had a different flavor after several dozens of days. This made Zhang Lisheng's depressed mood improve a lot.
Halfway through his lunch, the young man suddenly saw the Wizard Li headman, who had hurriedly filled his stomach, running into the treehouse and kneeling in front of him. "Conqueror, I've already passed on your order to all the hunting warriors in the tribe."
"Very good, Tugra." Zhang Lisheng put a yellow grease-soaked worm into his mouth and said, "That's right, there's an important thing that I forgot to ask you. How's the imitation of the tribe's iron ship?"
Judging from the one-third satellite map of Shrimp World No. 2 given to the young man by General Cole, the nearest island to Shrimp B1 Island at the corner of the Hellfire sea region was more than 3,000 kilometers away. It would take several dozens of days to travel by wooden ship, so it was unrealistic to transport hundreds of thousands of indigenous warriors on an expedition.
For this reason, whether the iron steam ship could be successfully imitated was related to the future and destiny of the Wizard Li tribe and Zhang Lisheng. The young man could not help but pay attention to it.
The Wizard Li headman understood the ambitious ambition of the tribal Conqueror. After careful consideration, he solemnly replied, "Conqueror, the iron ship imitation is under the full responsibility of the chief craftsman in the tribe, Tumulu. The only thing I can do is to fully meet all of his requirements.
Not only that, the specific casting is carried out in the Red Mountain Furnace of the giant tree, so I don't know the progress of the imitation. However, Tumulu has already dismantled all of the iron ships sent by the outlanders after you left. With his wisdom, it should not be difficult for him to imitate it. "
"I also believe in Tumulu's wisdom, but the iron ship is related to the fate of the entire Wizard Li tribe. I can't just rely on speculation to make myself feel at ease." With something weighing on his mind, Zhang Lisheng no longer tasted the food. After swallowing the food, he stood up and walked out of the treehouse quickly.
After that, he transformed into a green-scaled giant using the wyrmdragon's power and transformed the surrounding water into clouds that gathered under his feet. Then, he soared into the sky under the worship of the aborigines and flew from the southern end of the island to the northern end of the island.
Looking down at the lush jungle, the magnificent ocean, and the native tribe that was building a magnificent atmosphere, Zhang Lisheng commanded the cloud to descend slowly and landed at the foot of a volcano that had thick smoke billowing out of the top of the mountain.
A thick layer of volcanic ash was piled up at the foot of the volcano. Thousands of native warriors were patrolling between the forest and the volcano while riding giant millispiders. Their faces were covered in blood-red branches, and their hands were holding long spears and short blades, defending the Red Mountain Furnace against the ferocious beasts.
When they saw Zhang Lisheng descending from the sky, nobody knew when they learned about this news, but all of them leaped down from the ferocious giant spiders and kneeled on the black and gray ground before praising, "Great Conqueror, you're the source of the glory of the Wizard Li tribesmen …"
The young man dispersed the clouds and looked around at the strange scenery of the beach, volcano, and jungle within a radius of one kilometer.
While patiently waiting for the aborigine warriors to finish their prayers, he said, "It's been hard on you to guard the furnace here. My devout believers, who's your leader?"
"Great Conqueror, our leader, the three-feathered warrior, Tudila, has beheaded himself under the totem pole of the ancestral land last night.
I'm the oldest among all the two-feathered warrior leaders, so I'm the one who's leading the team to patrol now. " A warrior who still looked like a young man with two feathers on his head kneeling not far away from Zhang Lisheng answered dejectedly.
"Oh, I see. In that case, you'll bring me to the Red Mountain Furnace. Believer, tell me your name?" Zhang Lisheng nodded and asked casually.
"My name is Luhemu. I'm very honored to be able to serve you, Great Conqueror!" The frosty expression on the young aborigine warrior's face disappeared right away as he stood up and said excitedly.
"Bring me to the nearest entrance to the volcano, Luhemu."
"Yes, Conqueror!" Luhemu replied and turned around to lead Zhang Lisheng to climb halfway up the volcano.
The mountain was bare, other than stones, there was only fine volcanic ash. After walking for seven to eight minutes, seeing that the black smoke coming out of the crater at the top of the mountain was becoming clearer, he jumped into a hidden deep pit at a remote mountain hollow and wiped off the ash stains and sweat on his face before saying, "Great Conqueror, this is the entrance to the Red Mountain Furnace that's closest to us."
"Is this also an artificial entrance?" Zhang Lisheng followed closely behind the young aborigine warrior and jumped into the deep pit. Looking at the square door on the pit wall that was flashing with a dim red light and exuding a scorching aura, he asked casually.
"Yes, Conqueror. Right now, other than the newly found natural cave on the mountainside, all of the entrances to the furnace are still artificially dug."
When the young man heard Luhemu's answer, he nodded and waved his hand at him. "Go back and continue to patrol, my devout believer. I'll enter the furnace myself." Then, he walked into the square door.
The temperature difference of just one step was more than ten degrees. Inside the door was a hollow mountain belly that continuously extended inwards. Dark red light lingered around, causing the scenery to become a little distorted.
Zhang Lisheng took a breath of hot and dry air and walked forward along the hot stone road for a while. Feeling that the temperature was getting higher, he could not help but mutter, "If I'm an ordinary Earthling, I'm afraid I'd have been roasted into jerky by now …"
As he muttered to himself, he had already reached the end of the road. Turning right, Zhang Lisheng suddenly saw a lava sea rolling and flowing in the distance. There were some indigenous craftsmen driving Lohlos on the coast who were busy forging ironware.
Casting using lava sounded incredible, but the Hellfire tribesmen managed to do it easily with the help of some seemingly non-flammable stone molds, wooden frames, purple ropes, and their powerful craftsman partners.
"Tumulu is indeed a genius …" Looking at the craftsmen driving the Lohlos to pull the ropes and using pulleys to pick up the stone molds in the sea of fire, Zhang Lisheng secretly exclaimed and quickly walked towards the lava sea.
Upon seeing someone walking over from afar, the indigenous craftsmen who were drenched in sweat could not help but look around curiously. Only one person was observing the sea of fire with full concentration, nobody knew what he was thinking about.
By the time the young man gradually walked closer, when some of the craftsmen saw his face clearly, their bodies froze right away and they were about to kneel on the ground.
Zhang Lisheng hastily shouted, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Don't bow! Everyone, there's no need to bow! What kind of place is this? Aren't you afraid of being roasted into dried meat if you kneel on the ground?"
Upon hearing his humorous shout, the indigenous craftsmen who subconsciously wanted to kneel on the ground straightened their knees again and bowed deeply together with their companions. At this time, only the craftsman who was absorbed in contemplation at the magma turned his head around in a daze. His eyes seemed to be unable to focus as he looked around, not knowing what was happening.
"Tumulu, what are you looking at so intently?" Zhang Lisheng laughed and quickened his pace to walk up to the craftsman who was looking around in a daze.
Upon hearing the young man's voice and seeing the young man's appearance, the chief craftsman with the highest status in the Wizard Li tribe finally had a look of realization. Hurriedly, he bowed deeply and said, "You're here, Great Raider …"
"You really don't care about what's happening outside the mountain and only have your heart set on building a big iron ship!" Zhang Lisheng had a satisfied expression on his face as he said, "Right now, the Tudenan tribe has already changed its name to Wizard Li. The island under our feet is also called this name. Not only that, I've also become the Conqueror of the tribe."
"The tribe has changed its name? Y-You've obtained the honorific title of 'Conqueror'?" Tumulu shuddered and was stunned for a while with his mouth agape. Stuttering, he said, "Y-That's right! I-I seem to have vaguely heard someone mention this yesterday, but I've treated it as … as a story …"
"Don't be nervous, Tumulu. I'll only be happy that you're so dedicated to the imitation of the iron ship. I won't blame you at all. Your piety is not in your words and deeds, but in your heart.
I can see your clear heart. You've done your best to complete my orders wholeheartedly. "
Upon hearing the tribal Conqueror's understanding words, Tumulu's taut expression eased right away. With gratitude, he said, "Great Conqueror, with a ruler like you, how can the tribe not prosper?
I've finally seen through the manufacturing method of the outlanders' iron ships a few days ago. Not only that, but I found out that the black iron that we've refined using the Red Mountain Furnace is stronger and lighter than the iron they use to build their ships. In other words, we can build a bigger iron ship with their shipbuilding method. "While he was speaking, he opened his arms and stretched them out.
Steel was the mother of modern industry. The iron ships that the US army sent to thank the Wizard Li tribe for avenging them used the steam technology of the last century. Of course, the steel used in the casting was not the most cutting-edge material.
However, when Zhang Lisheng heard an aborigine whose lower body was wrapped in a small piece of mottled purple and yellow rag suddenly criticizing the casting steel of the industrial civilization for not being good enough, even though he knew that Tumulu had amazing wisdom, he still had a strange feeling in his heart. Blurting out, he asked, "Is that so?"
"Yes, Conqueror! The tempering temperature used by those outlanders to forge iron is not high enough.
Speaking of which, their iron quality is actually not bad. If they didn't have the furnace, they would still be better than us. However, now that we have the Red Mountain Furnace, it's different. The magma of different depths is completely different as well … "Upon seeing the doubt in the Raider's words, Tumulu began to explain endlessly from the volcanic geology to the casting tools.
Zhang Lisheng's wooden frame by the sea of fire seemed to be one, but in fact, it was made of wild thorn tree trunks as the base frame. The outside was wrapped with nine kinds of wood, including guava wood, pine wood, and so on.
He was not interested in topics such as the fact that the rope pulled by the Lohlos was made of the silk spat out by the giant millispiders and the fiber of the dried Junan grass before being soaked in the fat of the stone hammer beast.
Zhang Lisheng felt that he had listened to a lot of nonsense, so he could no longer hold it in and suddenly asked, "Let's stop talking about the process of imitating the iron ship, Tumulu. I just want to know when the Wizard Li tribe's iron ship formation can go underwater for an expedition?"
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