"There are so many mysterious and unknown things in this world..."

Byron sat in the office of the Port Military Management Office and couldn't help but sigh.

Outside the window, the tides from the distant seas were rising and falling, and the sound of seabirds passing by the port area occasionally came. The sloping sunlight sprinkled from the vast sea surface into the large building complex of Beigang. Between the new ramps, houses, towers and walls, a group of soldiers were stalking in neat rows and stalking towards the observation decks for changing guards. Further away, magic cars loaded with supplies were overwhelmingly pressing over the newly built cement road, and the recruited merchants lined up in front of the inspection post to wait for passing, and the roar of construction machinery came from further away - that was the direction of the bridge connecting Port No. 2.

The soft warm wind was blowing in the office of the management office. Two visitors were sitting on the backrest chair next to the desk. One was a beautiful woman with blue medium-long hair, wearing an unknown sea blue long skirt, with a golden pendant on her forehead, and was seriously studying several crystal vessels on the table. The other was a woman who was almost covered with scales and tough leather, as if a human and some kind of deep-sea creature were fused - the latter was particularly eye-catching. Her lower limbs, which were similar to the fusion of sea snakes and fish, "sitting" on the chair in a very awkward position. The extra half-tail seemed to be unknown how to place it, and it was shaking awkwardly. Although its upper body was a very obvious female form, it also had the characteristics of deep-sea creatures everywhere.

Byron's eyes couldn't help but fall on the "Naga" again, and he explained, "Sorry, Ms. Helen, I have no intention of offending - but it is indeed the first time I have seen Naga with my own eyes."

"It should be the first time everyone has seen 'Naga'," Naga, a woman sitting in the chair, smiled, not seemingly caring, "After all, we just regained a new life not long ago."

"Your crystal processing technology is different from before," the blue-haired woman sitting next to her seemed to have no concern about the conversation between Byron and Helen. She curiously picked up the cup on the table and shook it. "I remember the last time I saw artificial white crystals on land, there were many impurities and bubbles inside, which could only be broken and acted as the base material for runes..."

"Uh... artifacts and utensils of white crystals were found many years ago..." Byron didn't care about the interruption of the Siren lady, but just showed a hint of doubt. "Ms. Viola, can I ask when was the 'last time' you said?"

"...I can't remember clearly. I'm not very concerned about things outside the technology field, but I vaguely remember that you humans were still trying to break through the offshore blockade at that time..." The blue-haired Siren, known as Ms. Viola, thought about it and nodded seriously, "Well, now you are also trying to break through the offshore blockade, so it shouldn't take long."

Byron was stunned for a moment before he realized how the other party's timeline jumped, and he was stunned: "What you are talking about is not the Age of Navigation seven hundred years ago... It has been seven centuries since then, Ms. Viola!"

The blue-haired Siren spread her hands: "Look, I'll say it won't take long."

Even Byron, who has always had good eloquence and reaction ability, didn't know how to take on this topic at this moment. However, Naga Helen, who was standing aside, helped break the embarrassment: "The siren's concept of time is very different from that of humans, and Ms. Viola's concept of time is very...awesome even among siren. Please understand this."

"Oh, oh... Of course, of course, in fact, I know some immortal races, and I can understand the differences between you and humans in terms of time," Byron was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and then he stood up with a smile and opened his hands to the two visitors from afar in front of him to welcome him. "Anyway, thank you very much for the technical assistance provided by Aio to Cecil. The technical team you brought is crucial to North Port. We are now at a critical moment of the entire project - are you interested in going to the shipyard with me? The rest of the technical team should be there."

Naga Helen immediately jumped off the chair, and a smile appeared on her heterogeneous face: "Of course, we came for this."

...

On the east side of North Port, in the new shipyard near the Shelter Bay, there are endless roars of machinery operation, and the tense and busy construction work is gradually coming to an end.

A new ship with steel as the main body is lying quietly in the dry dock, with a large number of supporting structures on both sides of the hull making it stable. On the scaffolding distributed along the hull and skeleton, technical workers are checking the key structures of the new ship and confirming that the crucial power ridge has been installed in place. In the several openings that have not been closed on the hull, the flash of welding lights illuminated one after another, and the builders responsible for the construction are closing the mechanical structures and key sections everywhere.

On the ground at the end of the dock, there is a platform several meters above the ground, where technicians in charge of shipbuilding and some special "guests" are gathering.

Some of them were humans wearing Cecil's naval uniforms or technician uniforms, while the remaining were beautiful women and "Naga" with obvious deep-sea biometric characteristics. These people were concerned about the construction progress on the boat platform not far away. Some reached out to point fingers at various parts of the boat, while others were holding drawings in their hands and interpreting the contents on the drawings to the people beside them.

It is obvious that the "cooperation" of these people has just begun, and there is still a very obvious stranger to each other. Human technicians can't help but look at the curious gaze on the Siren and Naga. The latter are always curious about other magical machinery in this shipbuilding facility. They discuss and chat at times, but overall, the atmosphere is still harmonious.

A magic car stopped near the platform. Byron, Viola and Helen walked out of the car. Helen was still looking at the "weird car" he had just taken, but Viola had already put his eyes on the boat platform. Byron looked at the platform not far away, and his eyes swept across the Siren and Naga who had already mixed with his technicians. He couldn't help but say to himself: "It looks good to look at the atmosphere..."

In fact, these technicians arrived in Beigang yesterday - they suddenly emerged from the nearby sea, which scared the patrol personnel on the beach. After a hurrying welcoming ceremony, these "technical experts" who came from afar went straight into the working state.

They came earlier than everyone expected. Fortunately, the relevant news came to Byron a few weeks ago. In recent weeks, a lot of information about Naga and the Siren had been conveyed to the main staff of the port facilities through the audio and video materials at the meeting. These rushing "deep sea visitors" did not cause any chaos in North Port.

This special "deep sea expert group" is led by Siren "Viola". The beautiful lady with blue hair claims to be a "deep sea witch" - according to Siren, this seems to be the title of a technical position. In addition, Viora has two main Naga assistants, one of which is Helen, and the other is a male Naga nicknamed "Philosopher". The Naga did not show up in the office of the management office, but followed other Siren and Naga to the shipyard early in the morning. Now he is standing on a platform not far away, but Byron really can't tell which one is him.

"This is the ship you built..." Viola's eyes slowly moved on the boat platform. The large ship with a metal shell was reflected in her beautiful eyes. She looked at the streamlined bottom of the ship, the magic wings placed on both sides of the hull and some structures on the deck, and nodded slightly, "The artificial ship on land is very different from our means of transportation, but at least it looks reasonable."

"There is nothing wrong with the external structure," Naga Helen, who was standing beside him, also nodded, "But... we didn't expect you to have reached this point. I thought you would wait until we come and actually start building a new ship."

"When North Port started construction, no one could tell you when you would come, and we wouldn't be able to stop everything and wait for someone else's technical team," Byron said with a smile. "And we have experience in inland shipbuilding. Although these experiences may not be effective at sea, at least it is more than enough to build a pilot offshore sample ship. For us, it not only allows all facilities in North Port to get on track as soon as possible, but also accumulate valuable experience."

Byron said frankly, but there were still some things that were not said - in fact, before the Siren's technical team set off, Gao Wen had discussed with him about building sea ships. There is a code that both of them recognized very much, that is, no matter whether the third-party technical experts come or not, when they come, Cecil's own R&D and construction projects should be carried out according to the plan, even if this will cause some resource loss, from the perspective of laying a solid foundation and mastering technology and accumulating experience, everything is worth it.

After all, foreigners are foreigners after all. No matter how good the technical experts are, they are not their own. It is good to have a good relationship with more allies, but it would be unwise to build their major projects entirely on whether other technical experts can help or not.

Byron didn't know if the "deep sea witch" beside him and the "Naga" who was once the Storm Son on the other side could think of this. He didn't care much about it. He just looked at the beautiful steel ship on the ship platform with a little proud look, and smiled on his face: "It's a beautiful ship, isn't it?"

"Does it have a name?" Helen looked at Byron, with curiosity in her brown vertical pupils.

"... Actually, I wanted to name it 'Pea' at first, but His Majesty didn't agree. My daughter even said to me for half an hour," Byron shrugged. "Now its official name is 'Curiosity', I think this is also in line with its positioning - it will be a symbol of human exploration of the sea again after the end of the Classical Age of Navigation. We will use it to reopen the offshore route of the Northwest Ring Road of the Mainland and try to explore the dividing line between the far and the near sea."

"Curious... It's a good name," Helen blinked, and the long tail covered with scales swept across the ground, causing a rustling sound, "Curious..."

The tone of this Naga seemed a little complicated. She might have thought of the courage and exploration of human beings when they first stepped into the sea, perhaps the brief glory of the Storm Church in the Classical Age of Navigation, or the regretful situation of the storm pastors falling into darkness, and the human beings stay away from the sea for hundreds of years... However, the scales on her cheeks and the body that had not yet been fully mastered made her unable to make rich expression changes like she was when she was a human, so in the end all her sighs could only be with a sigh.

...

On the platform at the end of the dry dock, a tall male Naga, with deep eye sockets and light blue scales on her skin, retracted her vision toward the sea at the end of the dock.

There was a Naga companion next to him joking: "Philosopher, don't you want to write poetry again, are you? You have always shown this kind of sigh today."

"I'm just thinking about what other places need to be improved and can be transformed," Naga, a tall male with deep eye sockets, glanced at his companion beside him. "The technology used by this ship is very strange to us. At that time, the ships built by the Storm Church were all made of magic, manpower and sails, but the Curiosity mainly relies on magic machinery to promote... Different power systems, the hull structure and various characteristics during navigation will be completely different. These are things that must be considered."

"That's true," a Siren Deepwater technician nodded. "Although we are here to provide technical support, we also need to study human magic technology to understand how to support it..."

"Human..." When the technician Naga, nicknamed "Philosopher", couldn't help but mumble softly when he heard this word, but then he shook his head, "But no matter how it changes, the natural laws will never change, and the basic principles of ship navigation will not change much."

His speech was soon recognized by the technicians present. These technicians who came from different races and forces, and even had completely different ways of understanding the world came together again and began to study the drawings of the "Curiosity".

Standing not far from the platform, Byron was paying attention to the movements of the technicians on the platform. As an extraordinary person, he could hear their discussions - purely technical matters. The "Arcine Marshal" was not clear about it, but he could understand what was beyond technology.

In exploring the sea, the Tifeng people did take a step earlier. They started earlier, had richer foundations, had better coastlines and natural ports, and there was a unique natural island chain between the near sea and the far sea, which could be used to build a forward base, and their advantages were so great that it was difficult to ignore.

But the Cecils will still catch up with confidence.

The Cecils knew magical techniques, the Nagas, who were once the sons of the storm, knew how to build ships, and the Siren knew how to do the sea.

Now, these three things have been aggregated.
Chapter completed!