Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

As the flames at the bottom of the distillation tower slowly burned, the chimney above continuously emitted acrid black smoke.

The smoke resembled a black line slicing through the sky, announcing the birth of civilization in a unique way.

Fortunately, as long as it's not built like in 19th-century London, no one will think too much about a flimsy chimney.

The oil in the tower is fractionated, either condensing in a certain section or continuing to be converted into oil fumes with fewer components, which then evaporate again.

The light oil, tinged with a hint of ink, was drained away, leaving the area so clean it was practically crystal clear.

Zhou Haiping looked at the very clear report and was so excited he almost shouted.

"Lightweight, low sulfur, low wax, extremely low impurities... Wow, the Azure has really hit the jackpot."

This is the engineers' preliminary report on this distillation. It is so fantastical that even a few engineers couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

It wasn't until a thorough, systematic investigation was conducted that this unbelievable fact was confirmed.

The Azure found a rare, pristine, and high-quality oil field.

With a beaming smile, Zhou Haiping placed the documents on He Feng's desk and vividly conveyed and explained the good news of this achievement to him.

He spoke at length about the superior quality of oil, though he was merely echoing the engineers' ramblings and knew nothing about it.

In addition, he specifically mentioned the outstanding contributions of the refugees in this work.

Only then did he talk about the arduous and extraordinary experience he had while supervising the construction.

The document was placed in front of He Feng. He symbolically glanced over the redundant information at the beginning and fixed his eyes on the final analysis.

"Lightweight, low sulfur, and low wax content."

It's hard to imagine that this is an oil field found in a post-apocalyptic world.

He Feng tapped his four fingers repeatedly on the table, creating a continuous series of four notes.

"My lord, thanks to your leadership, with all this oil, how can we not dominate this icy sea?"

He Feng's rhythmic tapping of the table abruptly stopped, and he fell into deep thought.

Conquering the world doesn't guarantee you can hold onto it.

Such a tempting fruit must be protected by a powerful hunting rifle.

He Feng paused, looked at Zhou Haiping who was beaming with joy, and beckoned him over with his right index finger.

Zhou Haiping immediately leaned closer, like a fawning lapdog, carefully reading every word He Feng said.

"Let me see the components that were separated this time."

Zhou Haiping's lips curled slightly, and as if he had expected it, he pulled out a flask containing different types of oil from behind him.

"My lord, please take a look."

He Feng examined the extract in his hand; there were three bottles in total.

Wax oil, diesel oil, and gasoline, each with its own unique characteristics, were laid out in front of He Feng, who glanced at them under the light.

The wax oil was viscous, the diesel oil was light yellow, and the final gasoline was almost colorless.

However, most of them contain a certain amount of melanin, which is a technical issue and cannot be attributed to the quality of the oil.

With this quality, even filling it to 95 octane wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Before his thoughts could wander too far, the siren of the resident intelligence unit suddenly rang in his ears, immediately putting him on alert.

[Standing intelligence: One day from now, at nightfall, the Azure's reactivation of the oil field will awaken the dormant Tier 1 Oil-Loving Water Lizards in Black Dragon Bay. They will swarm out and overwhelm you with three waves of attacks.]

[Note: The offensive will last for 2 hours, and the number of elite monsters will increase with each wave. Please do your best to survive.]

Good fortune may be a harbinger of misfortune, and misfortune may be intertwined with good fortune.

He Feng's nerves tightened once again.

Once again, ice monsters appeared without warning, and several waves of attacks were mixed with elite monsters.

Since it's already dark, that means we still have nearly 30 hours to prepare.

Looking at the newly refined oil in his hand, He Feng pondered briefly before having an idea.

He slapped the wall next to Ji Chun's studio hard, with a little force, so that Ji Chun next door could hear him.

This kid gets into a flow state too easily; he won't be heard even if he shouts himself hoarse unless he makes a big fuss.

"Who is it? Don't you have any sense of public decency? You're disturbing the peace!"

A dull, youthful voice came angrily from behind the wall, causing He Feng to frown and momentarily at a loss for words.

"Lord, this is disturbing! These children have no manners!" Zhou Haiping kicked the wall and cursed without restraint.

"Ah? My lord!" A cry of alarm, almost a wail, was followed by the sound of various parts falling to the ground in a flurry of activity.

After a rustling sound of footsteps, Ji Chun opened the negative pressure chamber door of the lord's office with a worried expression.

"My lord, I'm so sorry, I just... sigh, I really wasn't paying attention..." he muttered, showing this rare display of humanity in front of He Feng.

"It's alright, it's alright." He Feng laughed heartily, showing no airs whatsoever.

"Ji Chun, does your White Raven City... have weapons like flamethrowers?"

Ji Chun thought for a moment, then resolutely shook his head.

"No, flamethrowers consume too much fuel and are only suitable for close-quarters combat in naval warfare. They're both useless and expensive. I really can't imagine anyone using them."

"If there's a real need, it's easy to fix; just add a high-pressure nozzle to the pipe."

"My lord, you don't know how?" Ji Chun frowned slightly.

"Give me as much as you can now, I have a great use for you!" He Feng's voice was resolute and loud, and the listeners looked at each other, all somewhat wary.

Most of them knew when the lord would do this, including last time.

He foresaw a crisis that no one else could have foreseen.

The lord is still the same master of micro-management.

Both of them pricked up their ears, eager to hear the details.

This will definitely be a life-or-death crisis for the Azure, and we must not be idle.

Ji Chun nodded hurriedly, also sensing the tension in the air.

"My lord, I will immediately send people to rush the production of equipment."

He Feng nodded slightly, which was taken as acquiescence.

Zhou Haiping, standing to the side, had a gleam in his eyes, eagerly awaiting He Feng's instructions.

Older soldiers yearn for honors, and Zhou Haiping was no exception.

His eyes were fixed on He Feng, as if he were a great Buddha who could grant any good wish.

He Feng briefly recounted everything about the monster tide, his tone calm but the information astonishingly precise.

"The lord is still as resourceful as ever!" Zhou Haiping praised He Feng with envy.

"From now on, all the predictions about monster tides will come from your mouth, so you can take the blame for me."

"In return, you will be responsible for the monster tides for me, and from now on you will have an additional position, which I will call 'City Defense Officer'."

He Feng brandished his pen and solemnly wrote a hastily written letter of appointment on a draft paper.

"Are you willing?" With a casual tear, the paper seemed to flash with golden light, so dazzling that it was blinding.

"Me? Me!" Zhou Haiping's mind went blank for a moment, and he felt as if he had already taken flight.