Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

Looking at the man he was lifting up like a chick by an eagle, He Feng suddenly felt that reality never needs too much logic.

Shouldn't you sit down and have a long talk with me, analyze the pros and cons of the deal, and only after seeing my determination to go down in flames, be forced to make the deal with me in the end?

It seems that Douzheng has really messed up his brain.

The person in front of him underestimated He Feng's backbone and overestimated his own strength.

He Feng, carrying the title of Lord of White Crow City on his back, swaggered around the streets and alleys.

"Brother He, please put us down. Give me, the city lord, a little face."

Lin Sen patted He Feng's shoulder lightly and said in a flattering tone.

He Feng ignored him and said playfully, "The strong humiliate the weak."

This action inevitably drew sighs from passersby, and this humorous behavior provided a lot of amusement for the many hardworking workers.

"Did you see that? That guy looks like he's carrying our new city lord."

"Really? Oh my god, it really is!"

"I just heard that this guy surnamed Lin was trying to rip off the Azure Ship. Goodness, he was really something else. But look, who knew he was an Evolver. He's got what he deserves now."

"That's right. After accomplishing something so significant, I don't think this Lin family member will hold onto his position as city lord for long."

The workers raised their heads, breaking free from the numbness of labor, and vividly described the interesting things happening before them.

The patrol team on the side seemed to turn a blind eye, letting He Feng roam the streets at will.

Lin Sen, who was on his shoulder, covered his face, feeling so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole and lie down in it.

After wandering around for a while, He Feng crossed the surface and finally walked straight into the industrial workshop of White Crow City.

The moment He Feng stepped inside, a flush of heat rose in his heart.

Inside the vast integrated factory, the first thing you see is a winding assembly line.

Raw materials are smelted or forged, and semi-finished products are shaped and float on them. The retro-style automated machines follow a precise mechanical language to output an extremely complex variety of mechanical parts.

Such a fully mechanized factory requires technological blueprints and resources that undoubtedly require a very long period of accumulation.

A wicked thought arose within him. He Feng silently thought that if he could take everything with him, wouldn't the Azure Ship be able to leap to a new level?

"These things are the accumulation of my White Raven City over the past ten years. Brother Lin, please be aware of this."

The harsh reality hit as expected, and He Feng curled his lip.

"You don't need to tell me, just lead the way!"

With Lin Qingqing as his guide, He Feng's shopping trip became much easier.

Whether parts are missing or the weight is short, nothing can escape this woman's notice.

The two are now practically allies, an absolute bond, like grasshoppers on the same rope.

One glory and one glory.

His previous background check on White Crow City, combined with White Crow City's silence on the matter, convinced him of this.

Lin Sen, who now resembles a clown, is merely a pawn manipulated on the table.

The interest groups that were truly plotting to assassinate the previous city lord and seize control are now sitting on the sidelines, quietly observing this farce unfolding before them.

He Feng's counterattack today was like giving her a chance to vent her anger, although it couldn't bring about any substantial change to the current situation in White Crow City.

But being able to vent my frustrations now is already a great achievement.

Guided by Lin Qingqing, he strode to the crude oil separation workshop in White Crow City.

The cylindrical instruments were placed upright in a separate area. The towering structure stretched into the clouds and ran through the entire workshop, pierced by a huge infusion tube. Instruments and rivets were scattered on it like the protrusions of tree branches, and finally, exhaust gas was discharged from the chimney above.

Clearly, this is the world's crude oil fractionation equipment.

Upon seeing this, He Feng's eyes couldn't help but gleam.

Petroleum, hailed as the lifeblood of modern industry, is widely used in its own world, with countless applications.

Plastics, aramid fibers, fuels, and various chemical products are all just a small part of its territory.

Once He Feng mastered crude oil fractionation technology, he would have the confidence to develop entirely new technologies and techniques.

Just as they were getting into the swing of things, it seemed as if some mechanism had been activated beside them. When the group arrived at the open space near the distillation tower, Lin Sen burst into a morbid, maniacal laugh.

Under the eerie atmosphere, the man used all his strength to raise his head and shout to the sky.

"Let's do it!"

"What are you doing? Shut up." He Feng slapped the man across the face.

"Kid, you just wait, don't think you can keep gloating for long."

The man persisted, his words aggressive and spittle flying from his mouth.

"Do it!" he shouted even more desperately.

"Still arguing!"

"Smack!" The man was completely stunned by the blow. His anticipated ambush and surprise attack seemed to have vanished into thin air.

The current situation left him bewildered and completely disoriented.

Before anyone could think much of it, a staff member darted out from behind, speaking softly but uttering something surprising.

"Mr. He Feng, the crude oil fractionation equipment you ordered has been delivered to your fortress. Please check it."

……

The Blue Ocean has set sail again, no longer delaying its previous arduous journey.

Late at night, in the main hall of the White Crow City's conference hall, a thin, middle-aged man sat in the center of the hall, his eyes burning with intense anger.

Because it was an informal emergency meeting, not even the oil lamps in the lobby had been lit; only a single candle, emitting a faint glow, was lit on the main platform.

"Who convened this parliament today? Can you please leave me alone? I'm very busy!" The Chancellor of the Exchequer slammed his fist on the round table in a huff, his large body exhaling hot, moist breath.

"Lord Linsen, do you seem very dissatisfied with our proposal? Are you unhappy?" The Minister of Production adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and looked up at the man who was excluded from the round table.

"I forgot, you're no longer the city lord. Getting beaten up by a lord of a first-tier fortress—if it were me, I wouldn't have the face to stay in this position," the Minister of Production mocked.

"Your Excellency Lin Sen, don't forget that you are now a commoner. Considering your past contributions to the parliament, I will consider reducing your punishment if you hold the meeting as a commoner," the Minister of People's Livelihood said calmly.

"For the sake of White Raven City, you bunch of good-for-nothings, I'm going to appeal this utterly stupid bill to the council in exchange for Snowflake Fruits and a complete set of crude oil distillation equipment."

"Foolish, he actually thinks this plan is foolish? Does he even know whose plan it is? Hahaha."

The Minister of Production laughed so hard he almost choked, and in his excitement, he wiped away the tears that streamed down his face.

"Resident of Linsen, please watch your words. This is the common choice of all seats in the council. Please be careful with your words." The Minister of People's Livelihood coughed lightly.

"So I sent them all to the armed encirclement, and not a single one of you came. You even sent people to pack them up and take care of them. What else is this but a delivery?" Lin Sen, no longer caring about saving face, angrily rebuked the crowd.

"Who do you think controls all the oil in the entire Sedimentation Sea?" the Chancellor of the Exchequer asked dismissively.

"Even if they have the fractionation equipment, in the end they still have to rely on us to sell them crude oil. Lin Sen, you need to brush up on your basic economics."

"However, Lin Sen, after thinking about it, it seems like you crossed the line first, didn't you?" the Finance Minister suddenly said.

"As far as I know, when you had automatic control over White Raven City, you were always chasing after them and making so-called 'transactions.' You seem to know this better than I do."

"Your money-making methods are far superior to mine!" the Chancellor of the Exchequer said, flattering him.

"I...I did all this for White Raven City!"

"So this is your excuse for lining your own pockets and then trying to challenge Parliament?" The Minister of People's Livelihood clasped his hands together, scrutinizing the man before him.

The entire hall was instantly frozen in control. Lin Sen, who was originally the plaintiff, was now being slandered by the executives present.

"Alright, let's all stop!"

A deep male voice resounded throughout the hall, and the familiar voice silenced everyone.

"You...you, you're still alive!" Lin Sen covered his mouth in shock, unable to utter a word for a moment, only able to stare blankly as the burly man slowly walked down the steps.

"Da da da".

The powerful footsteps echoed in his ears like the tolling of a death knell.

"Since you're no longer of any use, please take a rest."

With a soft "plop," the head of the former city lord was severed in an instant.

"Let's find another one," he said.

"My lord, is that all there is to her?" the Minister of Production suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Young people need to gain experience. Since she doesn't want to work with me, this is the last thing I can do. Let her go."

The stranger jumped around a couple of times as if warming up, shaking off the snowflakes that had somehow stuck to him, and then exchanged pleasantries.

"It's getting colder and colder."