"Huhuhuhuhuhuhu...uh, Lord Earl, you're awake! That's great!"

Hearing Luo Zhengdao's unconsciousness suddenly let out a rapid breath. Drake Jin, a short and fat boat doctor who was suffering from the contemptuous eyes of his colleagues, woke up suddenly. When he was sure that he was not an hallucination when he saw Luo Zhengdao's eyes open, he immediately shouted.

Luo Zhengdao, who was in a state of extreme weakness and listlessness, could not stand Drake's loud voice and raised his hand to cover his ears with great difficulty, and said half-open and half-closed:

"Drake, how long have I been in a coma?"

"My Count, it's been three days."

Hearing the sound, Luo Zhengdao let out a long sigh. In a trance, he remembered the bad situation before the curse of the Wilderness God and said worriedly:

"That Najaf..."

He briefly retelled the battle between the previous day and Luo Zhengdao, and the excited Drake Jinhong said with a choking and choking:

"I've been dumped, there's no problem with safety for the time being. Everyone is very worried about your health."

Seeing this, Luo Zhengdao showed a helpless expression of laughter and crying, and closed his eyes tiredly, as if he had taken a nap, perhaps thinking, and then he whispered:

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I can't die if there is a small problem."

Regarding the inside information about the curse of the Wilderness God, Luo Zhengdao would rather be rotten in his stomach than mention a word to others. To some extent, it has nothing to do with trust or not. There is no need to do this. This problem is unsolvable for mortals.

In the new world, the magic card master and the God of Desolation, who once held great power, were equivalent to two prehistoric tyrannosaurus fighting for the control of this territory. Those humble mortal races were just small animals such as rats and insects curled up at the feet of giant beasts, and were only shivered in the grass and crypts, begging themselves not to be affected by the battles of the giant beasts. If you are not careful, you will step on the giants into a pool of meat paste that cannot be seen in shape. If you rely on the meager power of the rat, you are looking forward to resolving the contradictions and differences between the tyrannosaurus, then this matter is really ridiculous. Even if you reveal the truth, besides scaring them half-dead, Luo Zhengdao does not think that these ordinary people have the ability to solve the harm of the God of Desolation for him.

Although every time the curse of the Wilderness God occurs, the physical symptoms are extremely severe. Afterwards, the power of the magic card master in Luo Zhengdao's body will also repair the damage he suffered. This is a repeated process of a tug-of-war, but it is absolutely uncomfortable to feel as a battlefield.

Less than half an hour after Luo Zhengdao recovered his consciousness, he threw away the support from others and insisted on walking down the ground. Finally, he got up from the bed. Luo Zhengdao, who looked sick, came to the deck with a cloak, and glanced at the vague damage marks on the hull. It seemed that the battle scene of war that day still appeared before his eyes. A hint of hatred flashed in his eyes and said to the sailor:

"Where did that bastard Najaf go?"

Hearing the sound, Zorra Hegel shrugged and said:

"I don't know, but as long as this guy refuses to give up, we will see him again sooner or later."

Luo Zhengdao has no objection to the evil warlock's dog skin plaster attribute. He also wants to kill Najaf. Isn't the other party planning to kill him? Not afraid that Najaf will not come to him, there are always opportunities to meet him. Later, Luo Zhengdao laughed and said:

"Zola, is there any new news about me in the past few days?"

"Of course, we encountered a merchant fleet of the Elf Federation and received the latest reward notice from them."

As he said that, the sailor handed Luo Zhengdao a piece of papyrus with a rough texture. Among several common writing materials in the New World, writing a booklet like parchment requires more than a dozen pieces of sheepskin or a few pieces of cowhide. Only those noble men and temples who have always been short of money can afford it. Papyrus is a daily necessity that benefits the public in the New World. Of course, the quality of this thing is very unworthy of compliment, and it is so scattered when you hold it in your hands. In Luo Zhengdao's opinion, it is too rough and fragile to be used as toilet paper.

Luo Zhengdao took the notice and widened his eyes and identified the few words he knew above. Soon, he couldn't help but sneer and said:

"The goblins actually gave me 50,000 gold coins to give me a reward of my head. They respect me very much!"

In the battle the day before yesterday, warlock Najaf succeeded in his plan, Luo Zhengdao lost the Super Yong left by his cheap father, and the privateer returned to the era of a bare commander with only one warship available. Therefore, his desire to purchase new warships also increased.

After many practical tests in the past, Luo Zhengdao has clearly understood what kind of warship he needs. In the naval battles of the new world, strong ships and powerful guns can defeat the enemy.

The technical route of the traditional pirates' favorite small boat to run around is simply a bit wrong, which is not suitable for the complex situation he faces, and the intensity of the battle day by day. The destroyed Super Yong was considered a pirate ship with good comprehensive performance after major technical modifications. It still could not withstand the enemy's strong blow and turned into ashes. Luo Zhengdao had no intention of repeating the same mistake. Besides, in addition to robbing others, he had to be careful of being punished by others. The goblins gave a bounty of 50,000 gold coins. The money was piled up with a lot of bright and golden things, and the money was touching. It was indeed necessary to guard against it!

Looking at Luo Zhengdao with interest, Zora Hegel smiled and said in fear that the world would remain unrest:

"It's not only the goblin's bounty order, but I heard that many bounty hunters are also aiming at you. Congratulations! Captain, you are a celebrity now."

Hearing the sound, Luo Zhengdao couldn't help rolling his eyes and said:

"Oh, even those wild dogs are here? I treat me as fat, I look down on people too much!"

While the two were talking, Fol Chopin, who had arrived after hearing the news, saw Luo Zhengdao safe and sound. His old face was filled with wrinkles. As soon as he met, he bowed to Luo Zhengdao and said:

"Sir Earl, I heard that you have recovered, that's great news."

Nodded with a bitter smile, Luo Zhengdao sighed and said:

"Foer, you are here too. By the way, why did the Chaoyong be out of control when the fire burned that day? Didn't I formulate very complete damage control measures?"

Upon hearing this, Captain One-Eyed Dragon, who is still upset about losing a warship, looks gloomy. He thought for a moment and replied:

"Sir Earl, the flame on the crossbow arrow will not be extinguished. We will immediately burn it if we splashed it with water. If we want to use sand to put out the fire, we did not prepare so many sand buckets in advance, so no one dared to touch it. The damn crossbow arrow hit the bottom of the mast again, and the fire burned all the way from the lower deck. It was so unlucky."

While listening to the statement, Luo Zhengdao nodded, and in turn comforted Lao Fuer and explained:

"Don't be sad, there will always be new warships. Will there be great losses in personnel?"

"The evacuation was timely, and the sailors did not suffer much casualties, but a few people were burned when putting out the fire."

Hearing this, Luo Zhengdao was already quite satisfied. This was a killing trap carefully set up by Najaf. He could escape unstoppable. That would be said that his character and strength are strong, and he should not ask for too many things. So he nodded and said:

"Foll, doing a good job, saving people is more important than anything else. We can buy warships again. People will not survive if they die."

Whether in the old world or the new world, whether in the era when sails and wooden ships dominate the ocean, armored cannons are rampant, or in the information age where aircraft, missiles, aircraft carriers, and satellites fully control the maritime power, the navy is without exception aristocratic military with dual technology and capital intensiveness. Unlike in the army system, which can tolerate some people being just a mess, or even corpse-like life, people who can climb to a high position in the naval system cannot be a waste snack, at least they must have a skill to ensure they are not kicked out.

There are not so many spare places to raise idle people on warships with cramped space. One carrot and one pit are basic requirements. Excellent personal ability is one of the necessary prerequisites for making a living in the navy.

The captain, first mate, second mate, military commander, gunner, sailor, navigator, carpenter, ship doctor, the basic premise of holding these positions is to be familiar with a certain professional skill. An example of Luo Zhengdao who became a captain purely by investing and his original social status is an unusual special example.

When the senior crew members of the Yangwei ship learned about the good news that Luo Zhengdao was awakened, they put down their work and went to the deck to visit Luo Zhengdao. The serious consequences of losing the internal bond of the privateer fleet were fully felt in the past few days. They did not want to become part of a certain organization that was about to fall apart.

After everyone met, they chatted for a few words, and Luo Zhengdao said straight to the point:

"…The most important thing now is to find a supply port. We need to prepare to go to the Yaling Empire. The purchase of warships cannot be delayed."

When the audience heard this, hesitated. Luo Zhengdao was always talking to everyone about not enough money. In people's impression, the fact is indeed the case. Why is the money suddenly enough now?

"Sir Earl, have the funds for purchasing warships... been collected?"

Zorra Hegel had the least concerns. He took the lead in pointing out people's confusion to Luo Zhengdao. Faced with doubts, Luo Zhengdao looked very bachelor, and he patted his chest and said:

"I originally planned to build a few third-level and fourth-level battleships so that the goblins would never want to crush us with their numerical advantage. Unfortunately... it seems that the situation does not allow it, so I can only lower the standard emergency response. If I get a few six-level ships, I can support it for a while, so the funds I have saved up are almost enough."

The one-eyed dragon Fore Chopin himself is an experienced sailor. Although he also likes the big ship and giant cannon, he knows more clearly that the navy is a giant gold-swalking beast and said:

"Sir Earl, should we buy a few second-hand warships first? Ordering new warships is too expensive, and it is too late to get through in time!"
Chapter completed!