"Over there, isn't that Mo Yutong."

Liszt picked up the microphone. He had never used a telegraph before and had no idea how to operate it.

With a tactical black face, Fen, who had washed away his worries by drinking water from the River of Oblivion, taught Liszt how to use it. He had already adjusted the frequency band and currently could only contact Heaven Port.

Of course, if relay transmitters were sent to various nodes on the Western Continent, even if Lostra had a receiver, Heaven Port could still send messages. But the delay there and back would be over two minutes.

Liszt mimicked the method, picking up the brick-like audio input box. "When I come back at the end of the year, I'll bring something good for you. A limited card pool from Mulong, draw out the Princess and bring her back to Heaven Port for you to enjoy as a year-end bonus. Over."

Fen's face looked worse than after eating a lemon. Black Sail's finances were already tight, and future investments also had to be considered. The flexible funds in the public account were already minimal.

A rule had to be established that only official matters could use the radio, and for personal matters, you'd have to pay out-of-pocket.

"Who said domestic stories have bad plots!"

Rein was flabbergasted. Damn Liszt, introducing women to his communication list girlfriend, then joining in to steal his communication girlfriend, creating a harem of mutual cuckolding. Even the most popular sci-fi writers wouldn't dare to use such a setting lightly.

A minute later.

Because Mo Yutong was often busy and usually had others watching, Weber liked to play around there when he had nothing to do. She had actually found a leisurely, good-looking Yisu maid from the manor to serve as a communications officer.

This is Heaven Port Communications Department. I don't quite understand what you mean, but I'll record every word you say. Is there anything you need me to convey to anyone? Over.

From the voice, it sounded like a peaceful female broadcast.

Liszt's forehead blackened. Damn it, that sentence might be recorded, right?

"Never mind, tear up what you just wrote. I'm Liszt. That's an order. No reply needed. Over."

Liszt put down the microphone.

Wolman saw this novel contraption, which was a significant improvement over Doringger's pure dog warlord era. This was a comprehensive political-economic-military entity with unlimited potential.

Fen glanced around the navigation room. This couple was also there, and he was troubled by having no one to order around.

"Shadi and his group have been waiting for Lostra's supplies, which they likely have by now. We must reach the Kelor Highlands quickly to rendezvous with them. No women are allowed during the march. Goria and Meredith, stay on the SS Jingbo, and watch the ship. Currently, there are ten of our ships docked at the Golden Palm Port Pier—eight patrol and escort boats with medium tonnage, and two battleships, all equipped with cannons. They're equivalent to two navy battle groups. Also, watch those pirates guarding the ships. Do not clash with the Marquis of Golden Palm Port. If any issues arise, contact Heaven Port immediately using this machine. If you need to reach us, just adjust the frequency dial to this position. Even an idiot can use it. We're close by, so there's virtually no delay, enabling real-time communication."

Fen inexplicably trusted these two communications officers much more than the likes of Rein Archer. But he still sought Liszt's opinion, "What do you think?"

He had long-standing grievances with Pedan, but the Atomic Heart Church was worth recruiting. Considering other factors, the butterfly effect caused by Liszt's death would be terrifying. The East Sea had disbanded and needed reorganization, but who knew how many years that would take? Fen couldn't afford to wait.

"I think it's damn right!"

When you have an external brain.

Liszt was genuinely pleased; once again, he had entered his comfort zone. However, it couldn't be helped since General Fen was a workaholic. If he didn't work hard, he wouldn't be happy. Now, Liszt only needed to vacation in Mulong until the end of the year, travel with the Princess, and celebrate the New Year by making dumplings in Heaven Port. That would be a family gathering.

"As if I even want to go with you guys."

Meredith was pleased with the arrangement. Being far away from Emperor Gao of Aran Mountain finally put her at ease. Being with Goria and living comfortably was more important than anything else.

"Is that so? Then the Princess won't be part of your plans."

Liszt muttered to himself. Meredith was so ungrateful once she got her way. The contrast was so delightful when he fed her Chinese medicine for treatment. She needed some proper treatment.

"The Princess definitely has a normal sexual orientation! Come on, buddy, you think you're Lelouch, using hypnotic software?"

Rein was speechless. The Princess and the rotten pirate were from different worlds. Why act out Seven Shield Alliance?

"The ice of the Blood Clan is beyond your imagination."

Liszt nodded, believing it to be a proverb.

Rein was knocked back two meters, unable to believe how powerful this guy was. Liszt was using her as an external brain, and she was using him as an eternal resource. Could they really achieve greatness together?

This power made George Orwell shake his head. Big Brother seemed like a rookie in front of this couple.

"Let's get the arrangements made quickly. We can't delay any longer. Prepare the troops to depart by three o'clock."

Liszt said accordingly.

"We're already in standby mode and can depart at any time. I heard from Rein that you'll be here in a few days. Logistics and horses are all prepared. We can leave within twenty minutes."

Fen replied. The reason he had come personally was because, as someone who had carried out a coup in Pedan, his military skills and accumulated experience were top-tier.

Fen had no expectations for the pirates to command competently. Wolman might be somewhat reliable, but the former Wetland Resistance Army was just a ragtag group, only prevailing because Murphys was too weak.

A rooster laying eggs isn't its job, but it insists on doing it. Fen just hoped the Black Sail people wouldn't cause trouble.

Liszt clicked his tongue. General Fen's only flaw was that he wasn't a woman.

"Weren't you wandering around Shipyard Island? I heard there's a Mountain Giant there. Anything to report?"

As they prepared to march, descending the gangway, Liszt asked while walking.

"Yes, only a giant could build something as magnificent as the Sea God. By the time we return at the end of the year, the Sea God will have been refurbished and in use. Xiao Xiao has also been integrated into Strength. Although the Atomic Heart Church sent parts-processing lathes, we lack conditions for metal smelting. Shipyard Island can't be operational short-term. Spending more time and money to build another Sea God is pointless. I didn't have high hopes for Mulong initially, but Mo Yutong's talents proved critical. Relying solely on territorial revenue is too slow, and operational costs are too high. Doringger's real estate isn't significant enough for our development speed. The only option is to rob, making a big score from the inland transportation network to fill the gap. Have I developed a reliance on this route?"

Fen suddenly stopped, frowning in thought. Robbing trains had made Black Sail what it is today, but it was too unstable. The strategy of doubling down on risks was very dangerous.

Intelligence does not equate to wisdom.

Fen himself believed that wisdom, the way of thinking about problems, was more significant than memory, imagination, or analytical skills.

Otherwise, having the best hardware, like a 4090 graphics card, but running on DOS, is pure waste.

Fen could self-update and patch his system, his own way.

In fact, many high-IQ people were stuck in their factory settings due to societal conditioning, so they didn't seem intelligent.

"Okay, reliance on routes is fine. Manufacturing is the art of exploiting workers, so ordinary people in manufacturing are only meant to make money. Finance is the art of exploiting gamblers, so ordinary people in finance are suited to... Boss, lend me some money."

Liszt responded. "By the way, who is Xiao Xiao's mom?"

"Oh, that. Fafna named the Mountain Giant. It had many barnacles, which she cleaned off. They have a good relationship."

"I'm amazed. How tall is the giant?"

"Five or six hundred meters."

"Damn, how the hell did it swim to the East Sea? Does it have intelligence?"

"These creatures have a core. It's more accurate to call them elementals than Mountain Giants. Unfortunately, they have no intelligence. Fafna treats it as a pet. It doesn't need to swim; it likely drowned and walked from the seabed to the East Sea. You think it swims? Has the Junlin Sword fried your brain? Who is this guy?"

"He's Nashano, from the same town as Swan, an Earl in Aisnor Province. All brothers, no worries, speak freely."

"..." Fen was silent for a while. If Liszt trusted him, either he had dirt on him, or he was undoubtedly loyal. That means he's determined to follow Liszt to the end."

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