Steel, Guns, and the Industrial Party that Traveled to Another World

In the hotel where the Leachman Adventure Group was staying, Queller Foster was pestering everyone in the group, forcing them to agree to his request.

"I have dreamed of becoming an adventurer since I was a child. The world is so big and I want to see it."

"Then you were tied to the den of thieves."

The leader of the group, Meru, said helplessly that she was really defeated by this young man. Instead of enjoying a good and generous life, she had to endure hardships and hardships. Ever since he learned the name of their adventure group, this young man's attitude changed and he was completely different from his previous narcissism.

Queller was reluctant and said with little stars in his eyes: "I have heard about the legendary experience of your Leachman Adventure Group. Sister, what do you think of my proposal yesterday? Let me join you, and we will have adventures in the future. I paid for all the expenses of the group, and I didn’t take any of the rewards.”

After saying "Sister, leader", the temperature in the room dropped sharply. Only Queller didn't feel it at all, and he still looked at Meru with twinkling eyes.

Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, Dean immediately stood between the two of them, "I tell you, Master Foster, the life of an adventurer is not as beautiful as you think. Living in the open, ruthless gangsters, poisonous snakes and beasts, these are all common occurrences. What happened.”

Young Master Foster became even more enthusiastic. He clenched his fist and waved it vigorously: "This is the life of an adventurer! It's so exciting."

"Well...Actually, most of them are not very exciting. Most of them are jobs like finding lost kittens and puppies, which are very boring." Dean had to change directions to dispel his enthusiasm.

Then a hand was placed on his shoulder, and bursts of murderous intent came from behind: "Dean! Once you find the disobedient kittens and puppies, you must teach them a lesson! Otherwise, they will run around next time!"

Dean turned around and whispered: "Hey, are you crazy? He is a nobleman and the son of a powerful marquis."

"Oh-hehehehe! Did you forget the second commission that the Marquis gave us before leaving? Let us discipline his son well, but I suddenly remembered it." I heard the knuckles of the female leader snap. Snap.

"Huh? What are you whispering about? Are you discussing my joining the group?" Young Master Kuile was unaware of the approaching danger and looked at the two of them expectantly.

"Excuse me, Lord Grayman invites Sir Quest to come as a guest."

Just when Dean gave up his efforts and secretly prayed for Queller, there was a knock on the door, and the waiter outside said this.

"Hmph! Good luck to him." Meru pouted, with a look of unwillingness on his face. Since this guy has become the guest of the local lord, beating him into a pig's head would be too disrespectful to the lord.

Queller, who had no idea that he had just been through hell, chuckled: "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm going to Mr. Grayman's place, and we'll discuss joining the group when we get back. All conditions are negotiable, so think carefully about it. Think about it.”

After saying that, he opened the door of the house and followed the messenger sent by the lord.

…

Queller Foster was invited to the shipyard by Paul. "My dear friend!" He gave Paul a bear hug enthusiastically. He was sincerely grateful to the young earl. After all, he was the real The man he rescued from pirates.

"Sir Foster..."

Kueller immediately pretended to be dissatisfied: "That's too unscrupulous. Just call me Kueller from now on."

"In that case, just call me Paul, my friend."

Paul reciprocated the favor. Although the other party did not have a formal title, his father was a marquis and a powerful figure in the Council of the Corner Bay Alliance.

Queller was indeed very happy and asked with a smile: "So, brother Paul, what do you want me to come to your shipyard for? Of course, I am very happy to be invited by my friends."

"Quiller, do you have any plans in the near future? Schedule or something."

"Oh, the safety letter has been sent to my family by someone. I plan to spend ten days and a half at your place first to see the scenery of the Northland. I am exhausted in the pirate den. After that, I will I’m planning to go home, and it’s not good to worry my family for too long.”

Paul spread his hands: "Welcome, I hope you can treat this place as home. However, I hope you can help me with a little help when you go home."

The young master immediately beat his chest so loudly that he said, "Although I, Queller Foster, have always been unfaithful to my friends, not to mention you are my savior."

Slightly surprised that the current Queller was not aristocratic at all, Paul continued: "What do you think of my shipyard? How does it compare with your large shipyards in the south?"

"Well...hehe!" Queller smiled, scratched his head, and said with a slight hesitation: "Almost."

Paul knew that the other party was trying to save face for himself, and this "little bit" was probably a tiny bit of the distance between heaven and earth.

"I have some goods here that I want to sell to you south, but there is a lack of ships that can sail across the ocean. It is difficult for popular galleys to travel long distances. Can you help me recruit a group of shipbuilders when you go back?"

Queller nodded: "That's no problem. Just tell me how many people you want. I'll try my best to meet your needs in terms of quantity, but I can't guarantee the quality. Those skilled shipbuilders are treated very well here. , the employer will not let him go easily.”

"No problem, as long as you have experience in shipbuilding."

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Paul suddenly remembered something and added: "In fact, I need not only shipbuilders, but anyone with a skill, especially those who can read and do arithmetic. I will give you a list later. Please try to recruit them. I will reimburse the travel expenses."

Although it was a bit strange, Queller agreed to Paul's request, and then he was led to the two new sailing ship models.

"Hmm! These two ships are really unique." Queller rubbed his chin and looked at the model in front of him carefully.

Paul asked, "Do you think such a ship can be built with the current technical conditions?"

Quiller replied, "I don't know much about shipbuilding, but craftsmen in the south have tried all kinds of strange things that can be in the sea."

Paul suddenly became interested: "Oh? What are they?"

"For example, a large jar that can dive into the seabed, and a perpetual motion ship. It seems that some people have built strange ships like yours, but most of them are failures or have no practical value. You know, there are always some idiots who think they are geniuses and want to get rich overnight by relying on an absurd idea that comes up when they get drunk. Uh... Sorry, I'm not talking about you."

Quiller suddenly realized that the maker of the two strange ship models in front of him might be his little brother, and he was embarrassed and couldn't continue.

"Haha! There are really all kinds of people in this world! Let them all come to me." The young earl didn't care, but laughed happily.

Thanks to "Star King" and "QB" for their recommendation votes.

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