Shen Guanquan did not respond to Zhao Tie Tou and turned to walk toward the Hope.
Zhao Tie Tou followed closely behind.
The two arrived in front of the Hope.
The ship had also undergone a drastic transformation, changing from a wooden sailing ship into a steam-powered ironclad.
It had reached level five and was most likely the first level-five ship at sea, because Shen Guanquan had found a resource called magic stone.
It was a type of energy crystal discovered inside a stranded shipwreck.
It was normally very stable and required extremely high temperatures to ignite, releasing intense light and heat.
Shen Guanquan had not obtained much magic stone. After upgrading the Hope, he had only a few units left.
Inside the captain's quarters.
Shen Guanquan smoked half a cigarette before speaking.
"I took your advice."
"My advice?" Zhao Tie Tou did not understand.
"You were right. Most of those powerful players have problems up here, so they're hard to recruit." Shen Guanquan pointed at his head. "That's why I have to find a way to train and strengthen my own soldiers."
"But you went too far. Those people who died were living, breathing human beings!"
Zhao Tie Tou argued.
Because those who had died included brothers who had drunk with him last night.
"Their deaths were necessary sacrifices.
If we don't make the most of our time now, the death toll later will definitely be more than two hundred. It'll be two thousand, or even twenty thousand-everyone," Shen Guanquan said solemnly.
"Surviving on this treacherous, unpredictable sea is no easy task!
And everything I'm doing is paving the way for the future-for the future of all of us!" Shen Guanquan declared emphatically.
Hearing this, Zhao Tie Tou also felt that it made sense and was almost completely persuaded.