Chapter 266 Submarine

When Charles was brought in front of Swan, he found that the fat man was typing on a typewriter quickly.

"Coming?" Swan said without looking up.

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Charles was a little surprised. This guy was not like this before. Since he didn't intend to exchange pleasantries, Charles was of course willing to get straight to the point.

"I need to order a special ship, which may require the use of your Navy's special shipyard."

A black shadow flew directly towards Charles. Charles grabbed it with one hand and found that it was a disc made of various flat gears.

"The people with this brand shipyard will pay attention to you. You still have to give the money. I have nothing to do. I have 12 islands now. I'm not the same as you little governors." Swan's voice with obvious contempt.

Charles frowned, looked at the bald head facing him, turned and walked towards the door.

Charles was a little surprised to see Swann again. The other party didn't seem to have much desire to talk to him.

But in any case, the goal was achieved, and he didn't bother to get involved with this kind of person, so he got into the car and ordered the driver to drive towards the largest shipyard.

The shipyards in the British Isle are all on the back side of the island. The island is very large. During the period, they refueled once before finally arriving.

When Charles came to the so-called shipyard, he was shocked to find that there was an extra island abruptly on the sea surface of the dock in the distance.

After he identified it carefully, he realized that it was the squatting "Lonka".

This was the first time he saw the legendary giant metal structure.

What he saw in the newspaper was completely different from what he saw with his own eyes. Even at such a distance, he could still feel the oppression brought by the giant steel beast.

It's hard to imagine what a spectacular scene it would be for something so huge to stand up.

"Such a big thing can move, how did they do it." Charles was curious to go in and explore, and he wanted to know how they did it.

However, Charles dispelled his curiosity when he saw the heavily guarded appearance of the pavilion at ten steps and one post at five steps.

This thing must be very important to Swan, and he will definitely not let outsiders touch it, even if it is replaced by his own, he will do the same.

Walking into the shipyard, Charles showed the sign.

After learning that the person in front of him is the governor of Hope Island, and he came all the way to customize the hull, the shipyard cooperated very well.

In the end, they decided that three chief hull designers would be responsible for Charles' order.

"What I want is this kind of thing, can you see if you can make it?" Charles handed him the paper he had already prepared in his arms.

That was the rough drawing of the submarine he drew. Although he had never seen a real submarine, he had seen quite a few on TV.

The three gray-haired old men took the drawing and looked at it, their minds were confused.

"Your Excellency Governor, may I ask if this kind of ship is used to explore some special sea areas? Why doesn't it even have windows? I have been building ships for most of my life, and I have never seen such a strange ship." One of the three, The capable old man with rimless glasses asked.

"It's not a special sea area. This is a ship that can explore underwater. Can you build it? It is necessary to explain that the submarine must have an independent oxygen supply system."

The corner of the eyewear designer's mouth trembled, but he didn't curse in the end. The person in front of him was not his student, but a highly respected governor.

Even if he puts forward the most unreasonable conditions, he still has to hold back and not get angry.

"Sorry, we have never seen this kind of ship, let alone built it. I strongly suggest you not to go to the bottom of the sea, that place does not belong to us humans."

"If you really insist on going, I recommend you use a device called a diving cup. Some lunatics who are not afraid of death will use it to salvage some sunken ships."

Another designer next to "Beng" kicked his heel lightly.

Charles didn't care about the offense in his words, shook his head and said: "No, that thing is too small, the place I went is very deep, it is estimated that it may be below 300 meters, and there is something in it, it must be a submarine with attack capabilities." OK."

"Below 300 meters!?" The other eyes of the shipyard projected over, looking at Charles' eyes as if looking at a lunatic.

It is rumored that after a governor found the living island, he didn't enjoy it at ease, but instead explored everywhere. They didn't believe it before, but now they believe it. The guy in front of him is a lunatic.

"300 meters!?! Are you planning to find God Ftan?!" The glasses designer raised his voice and glared at Charles angrily.

The colleague behind him gave him a subtle tug, but he swung him away.

"Let's talk about whether you can make it, "Lonka" can be made, and the small submarine should be fine, right?"

"This is not the same thing as "Lonka"!! Shipbuilding is an art, which is applied to fluid mechanics, material mechanics, and various disciplines of electricity!! You just draw a boat and let us do it. You laymen really think Is it okay to make a boat by kneading it by hand?"

Just when the glasses designer was about to vent all his dissatisfaction regardless of everything else,

Next to him, a young man with a prosthetic left hand whispered in his ear.

Charles' keen hearing allowed him to vaguely hear what the other party was saying.

"What? You... When did it happen? Impossible...! Or... Wait."

After those people discussed with each other for a while, the designer with eyes turned around and looked at Charles with a serious expression.

"I apologize for my recklessness just now. As for the underwater boat you mentioned, we need all the designers of No. 3 Dock. After a group discussion, we will give you a plan."

Charles nodded, "As soon as possible, as long as it can be done, funding is not a problem."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left the dock.

Charles recalled the sound just now, and he felt as if they had seen a submarine.

"Who else makes submarines besides me? No matter who does what, it's best if there is a finished product."

Charles knew that this kind of thing was built normally, and it would not fail in four or five years, even with the assistance of Earthsea's black technology, it would probably take a long time.

Standing at the port, looking at the bustling crowd in front of him, Charles didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Lily, do you want to..." Charles turned his head and found that at some point, Lily had disappeared, along with his group of mice.

The mouse was gone, and Charles was not in a hurry. Anyway, with the help of the group of mice, most people couldn't hurt her.

After thinking for a while, Charles raised his hand and stopped a car, "Please take me to Steam University."

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