Fireblade City moved quickly. In less than a few hours, all the materials Liu Zhi had requested had been delivered.
Since Liu Zhi and the others were building a mythic ship, the City Lord of Fireblade City was quite concerned. He didn't want to put the shipyard by the sea, so he chose a safe location and built one there instead.
After Liu Zhi was brought over, he felt that the place was more like a smithy.
Aside from mechanisms that could control the flow of magma, there were rows of anvils. Mister Xiao stood there with several burly-looking green-skinned fellows.
When he saw Liu Zhi arrive, Mister Xiao said, "I'll help you this once. After we've built the first mythic ship, these fellows will help you."
Looking at the nearly hundred green-skinned blacksmiths, Liu Zhi couldn't help feeling speechless.
How many mythic ships were they planning to build all at once? He couldn't stay here building ships for other people forever.
Perhaps he could tell what Liu Zhi was thinking, because Mister Xiao said, "Don't worry. We've calculated it. Mythic ships are meant to serve as flagships and main warships, so not every ship can be mythic. We need five of these Ark Commandments. We may need another seven or eight after that, but that should be enough. We won't keep you here building ships forever."
Hearing that he wouldn't have to keep building mythic ships, Liu Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He'd been afraid he would get stuck here making them.
At the same time, he realized that Fireblade City, and the entire Rogar'a plane, had a very good understanding of the Fishmen.
They knew how many powerful Fishmen there were, and they knew what they needed.
It seemed that a dozen or so mythic ships