Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

The Qianjiao submersible emerged from the seabed dozens of meters deep and docked right next to the Weilan.

About a third of it is above the water, and the hatch at the very top can only be touched halfway up, like a turtle shell floating on the surface of the sea.

Immediately afterwards, He Feng was the first to stick his head out of the hatch, stand on the exposed iron sheet, and wave to the crowd on the fortress who had been disturbed by the commotion.

Upon seeing He Feng appear, everyone cheered excitedly and quickly lowered the crane to bring He Feng back onto the deck.

He Feng held the transaction report in his right hand, his face blank and silent, but he still smiled and energetically encouraged everyone to hand over the goods.

A handful of black soil can be exchanged for a tank of electric eels. Dozens of eels are just extras; the vast majority are traded for the invaluable fortress expansion blueprints.

But now, would he dare to use it?

This inevitably made him laugh at himself.

In addition, He Feng also specially gifted the Shenjiao a walkie-talkie. Electromagnetic waves cannot reach underwater, so although it was not very useful, He Feng still gave it to it as a souvenir.

During the time he was away, the Azure was almost brand new after the recent repairs.

The sheet metal was reinforced, the gaps on the sides were completely filled, and the poles of the watchtower that had just fallen were also put back up. Some parts were even polished to a matte finish, making them look very sturdy.

He glanced sideways at the Black Rock, which should have been right next to their fortress, but it was nowhere to be seen, and they hadn't even said goodbye.

Suddenly, he realized something, took out the walkie-talkie that had been unresponsive, and felt a vibration.

This is a fixed signal that is being transmitted and is repeating continuously until He Feng surfaces and can receive it again.

"Take care, brother. See you next time."

For friendships formed by chance encounters, the best farewell for adults is one where both parties understand each other, without much affectation.

The Azure will face far more perilous challenges in the future than it has now, and ceasing to operate in parallel is also a responsible decision for our own people.

Humans are inherently selfish, and He Fengshen, naturally, wouldn't presume to be sentimental.

The crew members on the fortress were in high spirits, having witnessed firsthand the progress of the Azure.

Watching boxes of goods being transported to the warehouse, a sense of honor and anticipation for the future intertwined, and many people felt incredibly proud.

They all believed that things would get better in the future.

In addition, the following goods were obtained in this transaction: a basic city expansion blueprint, a fragment of the Black Feather Breathing Technique, approximately 150 tons of Tier 1 refined forged steel, and 300 tons of hardened seaweed trees (which can be used to process wood products).

The Crimson Steel Armor requires a large amount of finely forged steel mixed with fire element cores, at least 100 tons, which is a considerable amount for a fortress.

They've scoured this small market for all the steel they have; it's practically their entire reserve. However, the Azure Ship bought it at a price higher than the market rate, so they're not exactly losing money.

There are many ways to obtain steel, including marine debris, abandoned relics of pre-civilization sites, and some crystals from which large amounts of iron can be extracted.

The steel produced here is of very high quality, and it is much easier to produce than the steel from the fortresses that smelt iron in the mountains.

It's a rare deal where both the buyer and seller feel they can make a profit.

The Azure's whistle sounded again, and a deep, imposing pressure swept over us, making us look up.

Milky white smoke billowed from the chimney, covering most of the sky.

Everyone walked to the edge of the fortress, waved to their friends on the other side, and said their final goodbyes.

But He Feng stood alone elsewhere, a touch of melancholy in his heart.

The fortress seems to be developing steadily, but what he just witnessed has reshaped his worldview, filling him with immense frustration and resentment.

What had originally sustained their development was a monster that wanted to devour people. He Feng tapped his head, his heart filled with inner turmoil.

"In that case, let me end all this that shouldn't have happened."

After careful consideration, a ruthless glint appeared in He Feng's eyes, as if he had made up his mind to do something.

So he turned around, straightened his hunched back, and, unnoticed by everyone, quickly found an unused steel pipe.

Shaped like a candy cane, it was placed directly in front of him, tailor-made for him.

He Feng picked it up, weighed it in his hand, and then swung it out, creating a gust of wind that even shattered the air, the whistling sound being particularly ear-catching.

It's a handy weapon.

With the authority of a lord, he quickly arrived at the inner compartment where the fortress's machine tools were kept, and skillfully opened several safety locks.

The machine tool, still whirring and churning, was right there in front of me. As always, it seemed like a harmless machine, and it was hard to imagine that anyone would be discouraged by a lifeless machine.

"I'm sorry." He Feng took a deep breath and said to the huge machine that was four or five times his size.

The steel pipes rubbed against the ground, making a hissing metallic scraping sound.

Now he was going to deliver his own vigilante justice to this machine that everyone cherished and feared to scratch or touch.

He Feng raised the lower end of the iron pipe with both hands, closed his eyes, and mustered all his strength to smash it upwards, targeting the most vulnerable differential engine module in the upper part.

With a clang, the precision gear component on the difference engine was smashed out, and due to the lack of a working part, the entire system suddenly generated an error.

Black fumes kept escaping from it, as if it were howling in agony, begging to stop He Feng's reckless behavior.

But He Feng danced with increasing enthusiasm and unrestrained abandon, smashing from the outer shell to the core, and from the core to even deeper depths.

Until... his strike bounced back, dissipating his force.

Pushing aside the parts covered by broken components, He Feng saw the flesh-colored blood clot pulsating inside, its muscle tissue nestled in a complex network of miniature steam pipes.

Muscles control the movement of gears, and blood vessels regulate the flow of steam, much like a computer's CPU precisely controls the operation of a machine tool.

Upon closer inspection, this thing had grown to a massive size, taking up a third of the five- or six-meter-tall machine.

Once the outer metal shell was broken through, this unbelievable inner workings were revealed to He Feng.

"It's true, it's all true. All the things we had high hopes for were just a scam." He Feng muttered to himself in a somewhat delirious manner.

"The future? What a load of bull! It's all the same whether you die early or late!"

He suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes lifeless, shrouded in a layer of gray despair.

Meanwhile, the residents of the Azure Ship outside were working hard for their future, dedicating themselves wholeheartedly to the thriving construction.