Shipyard.
"Our young master wants a high-end and classy fishing boat that will look back three times every step of the way when walking on the sea, making it a daunting fishing boat!!"
"Money! It's not a problem!"
"Our young master has requirements for appearance! It's best to look like the navy!"
"Only in this way can we show off our young master's domineering attitude!"
Listening to the words of the person in front of him, Mo Yu looked at his black technology construction system and nodded his head gently.
"Just say you want a destroyer!"
"Don't dare to talk nonsense! That's a fishing boat!"
When the sea opens, thousands of sails compete for the crossing and hundreds of boats compete for the current.
A fishing boat with a weight of more than 30,000 tons was mixed among the small fishing boats and headed towards the sea.
The fishing bosses who followed closely looked at their little broken boats in a daze.
The coast guards looked at the retired warship they had just received in a daze.
The navy looked at the new warship they had just received in a daze.
