The Lord of the Worlds of Civilization

At the same time, this bulletproof alloy is not a bad street thing, you can have it if you want it?That is impossible.

If a dwarf craftsman wants to forge a piece of bulletproof alloy, it takes a lot of work, and the cost is quite high.

Although, combining the characteristics of multiple civilizations, Luo Ji also tried to gather various talents to adjust the forging method and formula of the bulletproof alloy in an attempt to reduce costs and improve forging efficiency.

At the same time, he even rebuilt the whole forging factory several times and added various buffs.

But even so, the forging efficiency and cost of bulletproof alloys are still there.

So, use bulletproof alloy to make body armor?Luo Ji couldn't stand such a toss.

Because the cost is too high and the manufacturing efficiency is too slow, you cannot carry out large-scale equipment.

At that time, it will not only be the old minister of the Ministry of Finance who wants to hang himself, but also the dwarf craftsmen in the Ordnance Forging Department.

But relatively, if the bulletproof ability is very poor, or basically not much, then it doesn't make much sense to equip it.

In this way, how to manufacture bulletproof vests without being too bulky and relatively light while controlling costs has become one of the main projects that the Ordnance Research Department is currently studying.

Chapter 1737, meet

And while Luo Ji was busy developing the internal affairs and military power of his Ten Thousand Realms civilization, five shark-men, headed by Bohr, the youngest son of the shark-men patriarch Fulande, on the outskirts of No. After a long journey, he finally arrived here.

It has to be said that the efficiency of acting alone is undoubtedly much faster than that of leading an army or troops.

Coupled with the excellent physical strength and speed of the shark people, this operation was relatively smooth for Bohr, at least so far.

"Captain, what should we do next?"

Accompanied by such a question, the four sharkmen who had already arrived at the outskirts of the No. 15 sea area all set their sights on Boer.

To be honest, before this, although Boer had some experience in leading troops in battle, most of the time, he actually served as a young general under his father or elder brother's account, waiting for orders, so things like this are really true. It was the first time.

Successfully arrived, Boer was greatly relieved. Now facing this problem of the clansmen, he has nothing but two choices.

The first one is to keep hidden, try to see if you can meet with Gert quietly, so as to understand the situation.

However, for this No. 15 sea area, he is not familiar with the place where he was born. In addition to such a large area, if he wants to find Gert, it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, so the feasibility of this first method is very low, and it can basically be ignored.

In this way, they can only choose the second method, directly contact the murlocs on this side, explain their intentions, and then try to see if they can see Gert.

According to the information he had confirmed, none of the murloc scouting teams sent by Pompeland had returned.

From this information, it is enough to see that there must be murloc troops patrolling the No. 15 sea area.

In this way, things will be easy to handle.

Boer first took his four clansmen to find a place to hide the remaining supplies on his body. The batch of supplies his father prepared for them was enough for them to turn back, so there are still a lot left .

After disposing of the materials on his body, Boer ordered another member of the tribe to stay here, and while guarding the materials, it was also considered as a support, just in case.

As for himself, he brought the other three clansmen and entered the No. 15 sea area in such a dignified way.

Sure enough, not long after they entered the No. 15 sea area, a group of murlocs quickly swam towards them with the sound of surging currents, and surrounded the four of them on the spot.

This situation caused the four of Boer to subconsciously tense up their nerves, and at the same time, their eyes quickly swept around.

The murlocs surrounding them at this time were all typical low-level murloc soldiers. A rough estimate of their number was around 30.

According to the fighting power of their four sharkmen, this squad of miscellaneous soldiers can be easily wiped out.

Regarding this point, those murlocs who surrounded Boer and the others at this time were undoubtedly very clear in their hearts. Who would have thought that four sharkmen would suddenly come to the No. 15 sea area?

But before they started, they had already sent someone to call for reinforcements. It would not take long for the reinforcements to arrive. What they had to do now was to hold back the opponent.

And just when the captain of this patrol team was thinking about how to force him to buy some time.

As the besieged party, Bohr has already spoken first.

"Don't worry, we have no malicious intentions. We came here this time just to meet a sharkman named Gert."

Bohr's straightforwardness stunned the murlocs surrounding them.

At the same time, there are many thoughts in my heart...

After all, Gert is a shark-man, and the four who came this time are also shark-men. When they think of the murloc empire, they can't even think about it.

But no matter what, they were just a group of small soldiers, and the highest rank was a captain-level non-commissioned officer. Obviously, it was not their turn to make decisions on such matters.

While thinking about it, the captain of the patrol team, after telling the four sharkmen headed by Bohr to stay calm, a period of time passed, and with the surging currents, a larger team, at least three A 400-man murloc troop has officially arrived here, and the leader is none other than Gert the shark!

According to the size of the sharkmen, among the low-level murloc soldiers, they naturally saw each other at a glance.

Afterwards, the expression on the shark's face was obviously taken aback.

He received a report from the patrol team that four sharkmen had broken into the No. 15 sea area, and then rushed over with hundreds of murlocs to kill them.

Along the way, of course, he had a lot of things in his mind. After all, nine out of ten people who came here were from his own race, but he never thought that the people who came here were not only from his own race, but also from his own family. Brothers who grew up together...

Boer, who was surrounded by murlocs, had already seen him, but he didn't make a sound, because he didn't know what was going on here. Considering the various situations, he felt that he should not speak for the time being. Better.

After swimming closer, Gert, who confirmed some information from the patrol captain, glanced at the faces of the four sharkmen, and then spoke directly...

"Come with me."

The four sharkmen slowly entered the deep sea camp located in the NO.15 sea area under the 'close escort' of hundreds of murlocs.

Today, the largest tent in this deep-sea camp is actually a sunken ship. After emptying out some unnecessary things in the sunken ship and making some simple and rough modifications, this sunken ship became Gert's residence.

Gert didn't ask the other murlocs to follow, and swam directly into the shipwreck residence by himself.

Seeing this, Boer was slightly surprised, but at the same time, he also left the three sharkmen who had been following him outside.

The three sharkmen obviously also knew that Gert and Bohr were brothers who grew up together, so they didn't think there would be any major problems, so they didn't show too nervous.

After closing the crooked-looking door, after entering, Boer, who had been holding back the whole journey with his stomach full of questions, finally couldn't help asking...

"Gert, what the hell is going on? Why did you rebel?!"

The moment he asked this question, Bohr's emotions were a little out of control. Although it had been a long time since he first heard the news, his heart was still full of disbelief.

Facing this question that was completely within his expectations, the expression on Gert's face was a bit bitter.

"This, this matter is complicated. To put it simply, I was captured. I either surrender or die..."

Chapter 1738, Decision

Gert's answer was very straightforward.

Looking at the current situation, Gert obviously chose to surrender.

This caused Bohr to fall into a brief silence, or he didn't know what to say.

From the standpoint of a brother, Gert is alive, of course he is happy, but from the standpoint of the ethnic group, the situation of their shark people is already delicate, and what happened to Gert made their situation even worse. Too bad, so his mood is inevitably complicated.

And just when he was so entangled, Gert turned his head and dug out two barrels of wine and a few cans from his lounge.

The size of the wine barrel was already custom-made, but it still looked like a beer mug in his hand.

"Want something to drink?"

While speaking, Gert directly threw one of the barrels of wine to Bohr.

Although Boer was not hungry during his journey, he was certainly not very happy when he was running around. This can be seen from his current appearance, and he feels a little thinner.

Pole, who subconsciously caught the barrel of wine, opened the barrel of wine as if opening a beer can when Gert flicked his fingers, then mixed it with sea water and poured it into his mouth.

As the youngest son of the shark-people patriarch, Bohr certainly wouldn't have never drunk a barrel of wine, but Gert's actions at this time, even in his opinion, seemed a bit extravagant.

After all, when drinking in the sea, a lot of the wine will flow directly into the sea water, which is too wasteful. At the same time, when his eyes glanced over the wine and canned food, something strange flashed in his eyes.

"You seem to be doing well here?"

"At least there is no shortage of food and drink."

While speaking, Gert opened the cans and handed them to Pole.

"Eat something, I think you didn't eat well on the way."

When a can is opened in the sea, some of the juice inside will inevitably get mixed into the surrounding sea water, but the murlocs obviously don't mind this much.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Boer was also aroused a lot of appetite, and he was not polite, he just poured the two cans into his mouth, and then started to chew.

Although it is a special can, this head is still too small for a sharkman, and there is nothing to do about it.

But you can't deny that, compared to the monotonous food of their murlocs, human food is really delicious.

After eating several cans in a row, Pohl wiped the corner of his mouth, and then his eyes fell on Gert again.

At this time, Gert was also looking at him.

The moment their eyes collided, Gert spoke slowly...

"So, what is your purpose for coming this time?"

Hearing this, Boer's expression froze slightly, and he finally told all about the situation on his side.

After listening, Gert's eyes obviously flashed a trace of guilt.

"Sorry, I'm the one who hurt the tribe."

"Okay, it's not all your problem. The whale people have always been afraid of our shark people. It's not a day or two to suppress us."

Speaking of which, Bohr couldn't help but took a sip of wine, and then pressed his finger on the mouth of the wine barrel to prevent the wine from continuing to flow out of the barrel. At the same time, he spoke again...

"Even if this incident didn't happen, wouldn't the whalemen let us sharkmen go ahead every time they fought?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Bohr couldn't help feeling even more depressed.

The same is true for Gert sitting opposite.

When he rebelled, on the one hand, it was naturally because his life was threatened, but on the other hand, why wasn't it because of Pompeland's suppression?

"So, does the patriarch want you to come and take me back, or?"

"Father asked me to come over to confirm the situation."

Bohr is not a fool, and neither is Gert. From the "confirmation of the situation", both of them can feel that Fulande is preparing a way out for the shark people.

Thinking of this, Gert, who seemed to have made up his mind, simply spoke directly...

"Pol, I mean it, just bring all the clansmen with me!"

Hearing this, Bohr was visibly shocked.

Although on the way, even just now, such a thought flashed in his mind, but it was limited to this, and even he did not expect that Gert would say it so simply.

Looking at the startled Bohr, Gert became more calm, and then he continued to speak...

"Your Majesty the Emperor, there is no deep-sea force in the true sense. Once our shark people come here, we will definitely be able to be reused. At the same time, there is nothing uncomfortable. Life is better than following Pompeland!"

Gert's words made Pohl's face obviously a little cloudy and uncertain.

Because this matter is simply beyond his control.

While thinking about it, I only heard Boer speak quickly...

"This matter can only be decided by my father. Tell me first, who are you following now? If you want to bring these murlocs back with me, would you like to go back?"

Facing Boll's continuous rhetorical questions, Gert slowly spoke after a brief silence...

"Who am I following now? I can't tell you for the time being. I can only say that he is very powerful and definitely exceeds your expectations. As for asking me to bring the murlocs back with you..."

Having said that, Gert breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to talk...

"Bohr, we are good brothers who grew up together. I won't hide it from you. I don't want to go back. It's not just me. Those murlocs outside probably don't want to go back now. This is our current situation. .”

Obviously, the situation on this side obviously exceeded Bohr's expectations. After all, who would have thought that a group of rebels could live such a happy life now?

As for Gert's parents, they were killed in the early wars of the murlocs, and now they can be said to have nothing to worry about. He doesn't want to go back, and he has nothing to say.

Looking at Boer who was speechless for a while, Gert who drank the wine in his hand spoke again...

"Of course, if you want to leave, I won't stop you, I will let you leave safely."

"When I came in, I was seen by so many murlocs. Wouldn't it be difficult for you to let me go?"

Gert shook his head at this.

"I don't know. After you leave, I will go up to my boss to plead guilty. At worst, I will be punished. Don't worry, our two brothers have been friends for so many years. I can still keep you safe."

At this moment, Bohr's mood can be said to be extremely complicated.

That is to say, I am happy that the relationship between his two brothers has not changed because of their positions, but at the same time, I am entangled in Gert's current decision.