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

"Come?" Swan said without raising his head.

Looking at his cold attitude, Charles was a little surprised. This guy was not like this before. Since he didn't plan to exchange greetings, Charles was of course happy to directly talk to the topic.

"I need to customize a special ship, which may require your naval special shipyard."

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

"The people who hold this brand of shipyard will pay attention to you. The money will still be given. You can leave without any trouble. I have 12 islands now, so it is not the same as you little governors." Swan's voice was obviously contempt.

Charles frowned, looked at the head that was already a little bald, and turned around and walked towards the door.

The scene of seeing Swan again surprised Charles, who did not seem to have the desire to talk to him too much.

But no matter what, the purpose was achieved, and he was too lazy to get involved with such a person, so he got into the car and ordered the driver to drive towards the largest shipyard.

The shipyards on the British Island are all behind the islands. The islands are large and oil was added during the period, and then we finally arrived.

When Charles came to the so-called shipyard, he was shocked to find that an island suddenly appeared at the far-distance dock sea.

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

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

The newspapers are completely different from what they saw with their own eyes. Even if the distance is so far, he can feel the oppression brought by the steel giant beast.

It's hard to imagine how spectacular it would be to stand up like such a huge thing.

"How did they do such a big thing?" Charles had a curiosity to go in and explore, and he wanted to know how they did it.

However, seeing the tightly guarded look of the ten steps and five steps, Charles dispelled the curiosity in his heart.

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

After entering the shipyard, Charles immediately lit up the sign.

When I learned that the person in front of me was the Governor of Hope Island and had traveled thousands of miles to customize the hull, the shipyard was very well-organized.

In the end, they decided that three chief hull designers would come forward to take charge of Charles' order.

"What I want is this kind of thing. Can you see if you can do it?" Charles handed him the paper that had been prepared in his arms.

That was the general drawings of the submarine he drew. Although he had never seen a real submarine, he had seen many of them on TV.

The three old men with white hair took the drawing and looked at it hard, and their minds were confused.

"Governor General, is this kind of ship used to explore some special sea areas? Why don't there even have windows? I have built a ship for most of my life and have never seen such a strange ship." One of the three, a capable old man with frameless glasses, asked.

"It's not a special sea area, it's a ship that can be explored underwater. Can you build it? It's necessary to make it. Submarines must have an independent oxygen supply system."

The glasses designer's lips trembled, and finally he was not scolded. The person in front of him was not his student, but a respected governor.

Even if he proposes no matter how bullshit the conditions, he must bear it and not get angry.

"Sorry, we have never seen such a ship, let alone built it. I strongly recommend that you not go to the seabed, and that place does not belong to us humans."

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

Another designer next to "touch" a light kick to his heel with his feet.

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 deep, probably it could be less than 300 meters. And there is something inside, it must be a submarine with attack capabilities."

"Below 300 meters!?" The rest of the shipyard's eyes were projected, looking at Charles' eyes as if they were looking at a madman.

There is a rumor that a governor found a living island and did not enjoy it with peace of mind, but instead explored everywhere. They didn't believe it before, but now they believe it. Such a guy in front of him is a lunatic.

"300 meters!?! Are you going to find Fertan?!" The glasses designer's voice began to rise, and his eyes glared at Charles.

The colleague behind him pulled him a little, but was thrown away by him.

"Just tell me if you can do it, "Longka" can be made. A small submarine should be fine, right?"

"This is not the same as "Longka"!! Shipbuilding is an art, and it applies various disciplines in fluid mechanics, materials mechanics, and electrical!! You draw a boat and let us do it. Do you laymen really think that making a boat is just pinched with your hands??"

Just when the glasses designer is not in charge of everything and intends to vent all his dissatisfaction,

A young man next to him with a prosthetic limb in his left hand whispered in his ear.

Charles' keen hearing made him hear blurred and heard what the other person was saying.

"What? When did you...it's impossible...!or...wait first."

After talking to 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 kind of boat you mentioned that can drive underwater, we need all the Dock No. 3 designers to discuss it together and then give you a plan."

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

After he said that, he turned around and left the dock.

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

"Who else is the one who makes a submarine besides me? No matter who uses it to make what it is, it would be the best if there is a finished product."

Charles knew that this kind of thing would not be built normally for four or five years, even if it was assisted by the black technology of the Earth Sea, it would probably take a long time.

Standing at the port and looking at the bustling crowd in front of him, what should Charles do in an instant.

"Lily, do you want it..." Charles turned his head and looked, and found that at some point Lily had disappeared, and his group of mice disappeared together.

The rat disappeared, and Charles was not in a hurry. Anyway, with the help of the rat group, ordinary people could not hurt her.
Chapter completed!