Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1529: Dream is broken in Qiming (8)

Chapter 1529 The dream is broken in Qiming (eight)

Bediver, who was dragged along by King Arthur, couldn't keep up, and staggered when he walked. He wanted to complain about it in his heart, but seeing King Arthur so excited, he didn't want to sweep Yaxing, the king of Great Britain, so he held back and didn't say it.

He followed King Arthur to the deck of the Palamidis, and when he saw the deck was empty, he finally couldn't help but speak: "So there is nothing here..."

"You guess it again." The King of Knights smiled mysteriously, walked to the edge of the deck, and stretched out his hand.

That's right, moored next to the [Battleship Britannia------The Assault Palamedis], is a ship that is slightly twice the size. Bedivere certainly remembered the special shape of the ship, because he had a lot of bad relationships with it. But he was still quite surprised when he saw the ship, not only because the ship's unique hull had been re-sprayed with silver paint, but also because the ship had been rebuilt in such a short time by the people of Great Britain. It was excavated and refurbished like this.

"Oh. You guys are so quick." Bedivere couldn't help but exclaim: "The desert boat was only blown up yesterday morning, and it took one day to excavate it and restore it to this point?"

And kindly removed the aerogel bed in the shipyard's lounge and sent it over to the hotel room in Bediveville. The werewolf youth added in his heart. This can be done efficiently.

"Of course." King Arthur smiled and said, "I said I would reward you well, Beddy, so I ordered someone to fix this quickly and give you a reward."

"Uh, wait ------" Bedivere shuddered: "You mean this reward?"

Knight King nodded: "Yes, this is it."

"That part?"

"The whole part." Arthur smiled: "Beddieville, starting today, this ship is yours."

"Oh------" The werewolf could not help but clasped his head in his hands, feeling a little dizzy: "This...this is a bit crazy..."

"I don't think so at all." The King of Knights said, "What did the artificial intelligence of this ship call you in the first place? [Acting Captain Bedivere]? We are just rebuilding the broken ship. After repairing it, I will return the ship that originally belonged to you."

"But------"

"Of course we have removed a lot of things from the ship, some of the ancient people's technology that has not yet been understood, some of the equipment that may pose a potential threat, we have all removed." Arthur said: "But we have I still leave you a fully functional sand boat, I hope you will like it."

"No...this is all crazy..." Bedivere is still in chaos: "I never thought I'd have a warship of my own...and even if I had it, it wouldn't be. It's very troublesome, the maintenance cost alone is a sky-high cost, right? What about the fuel cost? The cost of hiring the crew? I'm just a poor man, where can I get so much money to support this ship?!"

"You don't need to worry about this at all." The King of Knights smiled and said: "So far, we have identified two sources of energy for the desert boat. One is the dangerous nuclear fusion furnace, which By burning the self-provided nuclear fuel in the ship, the ship can provide power for at least two hundred centuries; then the ship also has a backup solar power generation system, which is also very efficient in collecting and storing energy, and it only takes one hour of sun exposure The sun can keep the boat sailing for half a month."

"Okay, but------"

" Then, you don't need to worry about crew management at all. We've kept the sandboat's auto-navigation system for you. The rebuilt navigation system may not be as smart and witty as Eve's original. It maintains the long-term automatic sailing of the desert ship, and there should be no problem. Moreover, the navigation system controls the scarab golems in the ship. As long as the hull is not excessively damaged, the golems can control the ship. Fix it easily."

Arthur blinked: "Bedy, rest assured to own this ship. Even the previous desert ship, unmanned, has been sailing in the Sahara for thousands of years. And it It will never cease to function like this. This is a ship of liberty, and it will be yours, Captain Bedivere."

The werewolf youth also blinked, not knowing what to say. Perhaps because the handsome-sounding title of captain was so exciting, he couldn't help but feel a little bit smug.

"Of course, it's not very good to keep it in the state of a ghost ship all the time. You'd better find some crew for yourself." people."

"Impossible, impossible." Bedivere smiled wryly and waved his hand: "How could someone like me be willing to pay allegiance at all costs."

Arthur stopped talking, just smiled mysteriously. Bediveville laughed so embarrassingly.

"Ahem." The werewolf then set his sights on the repainted silver sand boat. Although the hull of the boat hasn't been fully repaired and painted, and some parts have been scorched black by yesterday's explosion, the boat itself doesn't look particularly bad, and it looks nice with the silver finish.

"I like the color," Bedivere said.

"That's right." Arthur walked to a small transport boat that flew by, waved his hand, and motioned for Bedivere to come too: "Gold is too ostentatious, it is really not suitable for this submarine. A capable ship. This silver paint is the latest product developed by Great Britain. Don't look at it now that it is swaggering silver. When the circuit is connected, after the shell of the ship is connected to electricity, it will begin to refract light and radio waves, and play a tactical role. Invisible effect."

"Okay." Bedivere climbed onto the transport boat and replied perfunctorily: "It feels so high-tech."

He knew that King Arthur was generous with his friends, and rewarded and punished. Bedivere followed Arthur to a different world nine hundred years after he was born and died last night, and the reward he received was extremely rich. ------God knows what cutting-edge black technology from Great Britain is also carried in this remodeled sand boat?

"But there is one more problem." As the transport continued to approach the Desert Ship, King Arthur continued: "The Desert Ship does not currently carry any weapons. It has no weapons in the first place, and we are currently In Egypt, we are in an embarrassing international situation to load weapons on a ship that has not been registered. After this ring match, you can sail to Great Britain and do the official registration. At that time we will equip your ships with operational weapons that can be used."

"It looks fine now." Bedivere said, "This is a supply ship, not a weapon of war, Arthur."

"Indeed." The King of Knights smiled. At that time, the transport boat had reached the deck of the desert boat, and Arthur jumped from the transport boat: "I still have something to show you, come with me."

Bediver shrugged, glancing at the British crew on deck who were busy refurbishing the sandboat, feeling embarrassed.

Bediver thought Arthur would lead him to the bridge of the sand ship, but Arthur walked through the interior of the ship in a completely different direction from the bridge. When the King of Knights stopped in front of a room, Bedivere noticed that it was one of the ship's mechanical warehouses.

"Huh?" Just as Bedivere pushed open the door of the warehouse, he was immediately irritated by a strong chemical smell that irritated his puppy's nose, and couldn't wait to cover his nose: "My meow...what's going on here? ?!"

"Ahem, ahem...Failed again..." Someone walked out of the green smoke from the warehouse carelessly. When Bedivere saw the figure of the man clearly, he realized that it was the Great Mage Logan.

"Logan? What are you doing here?!" So the werewolf youth complained more violently: "Do you want to have a gas attack in the ship and poison us all?"

"Cough cough, no no no, it's just a little experiment." Old man Logan waved his hands to disperse the irritating chemical fumes in front of him: "And I assure you, these fumes are harmless to the human body. ------At least there is no direct harm."

Arthur snickered on the side, hiding out of the poisonous fog's reach.

"Ow." A blue vein appeared on Bedivere's forehead: "Can you explain? Why did you appear in my boat and put poison in such a ghost place?"

"Well," Logan said shamelessly, "Is it such an impermissible thing for a master to borrow his apprentice's boat to do experiments~IndoMTL.com~?"

"Oh, great, you're playing this with me." Thicker and bigger veins appeared on Bedivere's forehead.

"Hehehe, I heard that you got a new boat, and the boat is empty." Logan smiled at his stupid apprentice: "Anyway, it is empty, so let me use some space. Well, don't be so stingy."

Bediver gave Logan a white look: "I really thought about this before you put poison in my boat. But now..."

"You two talk slowly, I have left beforehand." Arthur was already eager to get out of the way.

"Arthur------" Before Bedivere could stop him, the King of Knights had already run away, leaving Bedivere alone to deal with the troublesome guy Logan.

"Detected an abnormality in the gas ratio in the ship, and started to initialize the exhaust system." Eve's voice sounded in the corridor, and the sound of the exhaust fan turning in the mechanical warehouse also remembered. With the roar of the exhaust fan and the whistling of the ventilation ducts, the pungent and poisonous pale green smoke was quickly swept away, and the room returned to its original cleanliness within half a minute.