Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World

In the hotel where the Leachman Adventure Group stayed, Quiller Foster was pestering everyone in the group, insisting that they agree to his request.

"I have longed to be an adventurer since I was a child. The world is so big, I want to see it."

"Then you were **** in a den of thieves."

The head of the group, Melu, said helplessly that she was really defeated by this young master, and instead of enjoying a good and good life, she insisted on suffering and suffering. Ever since he knew the name of their adventure group, this son changed his attitude, and he was completely different from his previous narcissism.

Quiller refused to let go, and with little stars in his eyes, he said: "I have heard about the legendary experience of your Leachman Adventure Group. Ms. Leader, how about my proposal yesterday? Let me join you, okay, let's take an adventure in the future." I cover all the expenses of the group, and I don’t take a cent of the rewards.”

After saying "Miss Head", the temperature in the room dropped sharply, only Queller couldn't feel it at all, and still stared at Meru with staring eyes.

Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, Dean immediately stood between the two of them, "I said, Master Foster, the life of an adventurer is not as good as you imagined. Food and drink, villains, venomous snakes and beasts are all common occurrences." what happened."

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

"Uh...Actually, most of them are not very exciting. Most of them are looking for lost kittens and puppies. It's very boring." Dean had to change direction to dispel his enthusiasm.

Then a hand was put on his shoulder, and bursts of murderous intent came from behind: "Dean! If you find the disobedient cat or dog, you have to teach him a lesson! Otherwise, he will run around again next time!"

Dean turned his head and said in a low voice, "Hey, are you crazy? He is a nobleman, and he is the son of a powerful Marquis."

"Oh-hehehehehe! Did you forget the second commission that the Marquis gave us before we left? Let us discipline his son well, I suddenly remembered." Only the female leader's knuckles snapped crackle.

"Huh? What are you whispering? Are you discussing my joining the regiment?" Unaware of the imminent danger, the young master Quiller looked at the two expectantly.

"Excuse me, Lord Earl Greyman invited Sir Quest to visit him."

Just when Dean gave up his efforts and prayed for Quiller secretly, there was a knock on the door, and the waiter outside came in with this sentence.

"Huh! Count him lucky." Meru pouted, with a look of unwillingness, since this guy became a guest of the local lord, it would be too disrespectful to the lord to be labeled as a pig's head.

Quiller, who didn't know that he had just walked around the gate of hell, chuckled: "I'm sorry, everyone, I'll go to Mr. Graiman's, and we'll discuss joining the regiment when we come back. Any conditions are negotiable. You should think about it carefully." Think about it."

After speaking, he opened the door and followed the envoy sent by the lord.

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Quiller Foster was invited to the shipyard by Paul, "My dear friend!" People he saved from pirates.

"Sir Foster..."

Quiller immediately put on a dissatisfied expression: "It's too outlandish, just call me Quiller from now on."

"In that case, you can call me Paul too, my friend."

Paul reciprocated. Although the other party does not have an official title now, his father is a marquis and a powerful figure in the Horn Bay Alliance Council.

Queller was really happy, and asked with a smile, "So, brother Paul, what's the matter with asking me to come to your shipyard? Of course, I'm very happy to be invited by my friends."

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

"Oh, the letter of safety has already been delivered to my family. I am going to spend ten days and a half months at your place first, to see the scenery of the Northland. I am suffocated in the pirate's lair. After that, I will I'm planning to go home, it's not good to worry my family for too long."

Paul spread his hands: "Welcome, I hope you can treat this place as your home. However, I hope you can do me a little favor when you get home."

Brother Young Master immediately slapped his chest loudly: "Just say it, I, Quiller Foster, my friend, has always been bothered, not to mention you are my savior."

Slightly surprised that the current Quiller does not have the slightest aristocratic style, Paul continued: "What do you think of my shipyard? How does it compare with those large shipyards in the south?"

"Well...hehe!" Quiller scratched his head with a smile, and said with a little hesitation, "It's almost there."

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

"I have some products here that I want to sell to the south of you, but there is a lack of ships capable of ocean-going sailing. Now it is difficult for galleys to travel too far. Can you help me recruit a group of shipbuilders when you go back?"

Quiller nodded: "That's no problem, just tell me how many people you want, I will try my best to meet your needs in terms of quantity~www.novelmt.com~ But the quality can't be guaranteed, those skilled shipbuilders are here with us The remuneration there is very high, and the employer will not let people go easily."

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

Paul suddenly remembered something, and added: "Actually, not only shipwrights, but also people with special skills, I need them here, especially those who can read and count. I will make a list for you later, please. You try to help me recruit. I will reimburse the travel expenses.”

Although it was a bit strange, Quiller agreed to Paul's request, and then he was led in front of two new sailboat models.

"Oh! These two ships are really unique." Quiller stroked his chin and carefully looked at the model in front of him.

Paul asked: "Do you think it is possible to build such a ship with the current technical conditions?"

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

Paul suddenly became interested: "Oh? What's there?"

"For example, a large tank that can dive into the bottom of the sea, or a perpetual motion ship. It seems that strange ships like yours have been man-made, but most of them are failures or have no practical value. You know, there are always people who think that they It's a genius idiot who wants to get rich overnight with a ridiculous idea that comes up drunk someday, uh...sorry, I'm not talking about you."

Quiller suddenly realized that the makers of the two strange ship models in front of him might be his little brother, so he couldn't continue talking embarrassingly.

"Haha! There are so many people in this world! Let them all come to me." The young earl not only didn't care, but smiled happily.