After writing a few strokes, he suddenly thought of something and asked.
"It would be cumbersome to always refer to these two as Design One and Design Two. I wonder if Your Excellency could come up with names for them?"
"Naming it." Loran Hill blinked, feeling that this kind of thing was really a headache.
If we just pick one at random, it would feel too frivolous, after all, it is the result of everyone's hard work. But if we pick one that is too special and too obscure, it would feel artificial.
This is really difficult for me, the girl thought to herself, but it is not easy to refuse, otherwise it will make some members of the party disappointed. After all, everyone hopes that their efforts can be recognized.
After pondering for a long time, Loran Hill finally adopted the naming method he was familiar with in his previous life.
"Let's call the first design the 'Qingdian-class' dragon ship, and the second the 'Zixiao-class' dragon ship. This will make it easier to add numbers and iterations in the future, such as the 'Qingdian-class' No. 3 ship, the 'Zixiao-class fourth-generation' ship, and so on."
"Thank you for the name, Master." The true disciple continued to write excitedly, and then asked and reported many things before gradually withdrawing.
After he left, Loran Hill finally had some free time. He stood by the fence, carefully looking down at every detail and corner of the dragon ship under construction, and then compared it with the sky battleship of Oz in his memory.
In terms of technology and overall quality, the current Dragon spacecraft cannot reach the level of the peak period of the Land of Oz. There is almost a generation gap. After all, Dorothy set extremely high standards at that time in preparation for entering space.
But there is nothing that can be done about it. Industry is the progress of the entire system. Currently, most areas in the East are still agricultural societies and lack sufficient industrial foundations. If metal hulls, various mechanical transmissions, electronic signals, and magic systems are used, the manufacturing difficulty will increase several times. It is estimated that only Clanxia can achieve it now. In fact, when Loran Hill left the Western Continent, they had already touched the threshold of the former Land of Oz.
After a period of sorting and research, Loran Hill discovered that the extraordinary skills and craftsmanship of the various factions in the East were actually not bad, and the foundation could even be said to be very rich. With a little improvement and integration, they could create powerful dragon boat warships. But why did the previous dynasties and factions in the world not embark on this path? Only the Hanshan Yanxing Sect had a preliminary attempt in this area, and the floating boats of the sect were touring all over the world.
After thinking about it for a long time, Loran Hill finally asked Senior Sister Jinhua and some disciples in the sect, and slowly understood the reason. Perhaps they were completely unaware of it, or there was no need for it.
It's like a person who lives a wealthy life. If you ask him to work hard and earn a lot of money, he may not want to do it because he is already living a comfortable life now, so why should he make the effort?
If it weren't for the emperor's perverse actions, the dynasty's rule would have been incredibly stable. With loyal ministers and capable generals within its borders and the support of powerful foreign powers, no power could threaten it. Furthermore, the vast distances and populations of the overseas states far outweighed those of the Plantagenets, leaving little room for concern. Anyone living in such an environment wouldn't feel the pressure or motivation to break with existing rules of commerce and take on unusual and risky actions.
With this time and energy, it is better to focus on yourself, climb the nine-story ladder to heaven, and become an immortal. This is the right path. This is the idea of many practitioners in the East.
"However, times are always changing." Luo Lanxier walked through the long corridor, her yellow dress fluttering slightly, reflecting the golden threads in the changing light and dark environment.
"It's time for everyone to realize the cruelty of the world and the changes of the times."
Finally, she stopped at the open window sill, and the bright light slanted through the dust, shining on her back and the huge warship that was gradually taking shape below.
The roar of steam gradually grew louder.
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