"How much timber do you have from each year?"
"..."
All right. Seeing how the Wood Elf in charge of the warehouse was utterly unable to answer, Zhou Xu knew they had never seriously taken stock.
He had more or less grown accustomed to the Elf race's way of doing things.
In the elves' eyes, whenever they needed something, they could simply come to the warehouse and take it. Why bother keeping track of how much there was?
Zhou Xu actually gave this matter some serious thought.
From the perspective of long-term development and present realities, it was obviously impossible for every ship in the Black Sail Fleet to be made entirely from Spirit Wood of the highest age.
For one thing, there definitely would not be enough of the oldest Spirit Wood. For another, some ships simply did not need it.
Take the Black Sail Vanguard Ship, for example. In naval battles, the Black Sail Vanguard Ship was used to charge into the fray and open the way. Ships with that role were generally treated as expendables. After all, the risks they had to bear were extremely high.
Of course, Black Sail Warships had the ability to repair themselves. But what if an entire ship were smashed to pieces and reduced to a heap of wreckage? Could it still repair itself then?
Zhou Xu did not understand Black Sail Warships, but he understood Enchanted Inscriptions. Once Enchanted Inscriptions were damaged beyond a certain point, they could no longer function.
Therefore, once a Black Sail Warship was damaged to a certain degree, it would inevitably lose its self-repairing ability as well.
And once things reached that point, carrying out major repairs would probably be little different from building a new ship.
If possible, he wanted to find the year that