Every step of the process is managed by one or more teams.
The number of personnel at each shipyard is fixed.
Each shipyard has a dedicated team responsible for the supply of shipbuilding materials.
While the Throne Tribe was busy constructing shipyards, Li Meng was not idle either.
He was tirelessly designing mass-production airships in the royal palace.
He had to complete the new ship design before the shipyards were finished.
Half a month later, in the morning.
Throne Palace, Throne Hall.
Li Meng stretched and grinned.
Looking around, two piles of wooden boards appeared in the hall.
On the left were the transport ship designs.
On the right were the warship designs.
"Margarita, take these and make copies."
Each wooden board was numbered.
Even if one piece fell, they would know which one it was.
The Lizardman maids waiting in the hall quickly stepped forward.
They organized the boards in numerical order.
Then, carrying the boards, they walked out.
Standing up, Li Meng stretched again.
His task was finally complete.
Next, it was up to his subordinates.
He, the Great King, could finally take a break.
Or so he thought; there was still much to be done.
Li Meng approached Bai Ling.
Bai Ling had been in the hall all along.
She was kneeling on the ground, inscribing a rune Magic Array on a cannonball.
Though it was called inscribing, it was more like painting.
The cannonball would be imprinted with the rune Magic Array.
Bai Ling only needed to brush the grooves of the rune Magic Array with magic-conductive enchanting materials.
Lizardmen had the most dexterous hands.
Only Lizardmen were suitable for this task.
In the future, the Throne Tribe would build a cannonball processing factory.
Its main function would be to produce cannonballs.
With the final stroke, Bai Ling took a deep breath.
Looking beside Bai Ling, one could see a pile of cannonballs.
Since the cannonballs were not filled with Fire Crystals, there was no danger.
The Great King's voice suddenly sounded in her ear.
Only then did Bai Ling realize that the Great King had somehow approached her.
Bai Ling nodded lightly.
"It's not too difficult; our people should be able to handle this work."
Li Meng grabbed Bai Ling's hand.
He pulled her up from the ground.
"Take a break, let's go to the bedchamber!"
Hearing this, Bai Ling's face turned slightly red.
"Great King, it's still daytime!"
Li Meng grinned, pulling Bai Ling out of the Throne Hall.
"No matter, it's the same anytime!"
Watching the Great King and Bai Ling leave, Margarita's face turned slightly red.
The Great King's prowess in that regard was undeniable.
In such matters, women usually had the advantage.
But with the Great King, it was completely the opposite.
It was the women who couldn't handle it.
The Great King seemed never to tire.
Before long, the quiet of the bedchamber was broken.
Listening to the sounds of Bai Ling, the clan leader, from inside, the maids outside the door blushed.
Some maids lowered their heads, their bodies trembling.
Others looked expectantly at the closed door.
After some time, there was a "click."
The tightly closed door was opened from the inside.
The maids outside were delighted.
They exchanged glances and turned to enter the bedchamber.
With a "bang," the door was shut.
Soon, the bedchamber became even more lively.
Mixed moans filled the air.
Time passed slowly, and the noise in the bedchamber continued into the night.
The next morning, the bedchamber was lively once again.
"Great King, what's wrong?"
Bai Ling, lying on the bed, was pinned beneath Li Meng.
Seeing the Great King suddenly stop, her expression was a bit off.
Sweating profusely, Bai Ling asked in confusion.
"Nothing... nothing!"
Li Meng glanced out the window.
It wasn't dark yet, and the maids hadn't joined their battle.
Which meant he had returned to the previous afternoon.
"Did that girl die again?"
Not paying much mind, Li Meng continued his task.
"Great King, I... I can't take it anymore, let the people outside help me."
Bai Ling's face was flushed.
She covered her mouth, looking seductively at her master.
She had reached her limit.
If the Great King continued, she would break.
Li Meng grinned, rolling off the bed.
He opened the bedchamber door with his strong, bare body.
The two Lizardman maids outside instinctively turned to look.
Seeing him, their faces turned red.
Li Meng tilted his head, signaling to the maids outside.
Then he turned back into the bedchamber.
The maids outside silently followed him in.
The next day, in the morning.
Lying on the bed, Li Meng suddenly frowned slightly.
"Great... Great King?"
The maid sitting on Li Meng looked panicked.
She didn't know what she had done to upset the Great King.
The maid's anxious voice caught the attention of Bai Ling and another maid.
They lazily got up and looked over.
Seeing the maid's panicked expression, Li Meng grinned.
He gently patted her waist and hips.
"No worries, continue."
Hearing this, the maid breathed a sigh of relief.
She placed her hands on the Great King's chest and continued to move her delicate body.
"It seems that girl encountered some difficulty."
Last time, time rewound to the previous afternoon.
This time, it was the next morning.
"It seems not everyone who crosses into another world is a Dragon Ao Tian."
The girl's ability was rather unfortunate.
Though she wouldn't truly die.
Experiencing death repeatedly was its own form of torment.
Even if such an ability were given to him for free, he wouldn't want it.
"Could something major have happened in Auburnro?"
Li Meng's expression was thoughtful, deep in contemplation.
Could someone be targeting the Crystal again?
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Auburnro's Crystal was hidden within a mountain.
If the Crystal were destroyed, the expedition to the central continent would be indefinitely postponed.
The expedition required a stable rear.
If the rear was unstable, being caught off guard would be a significant loss.
"If that girl dies again, I'll go check it out."
Things at the Throne were mostly settled.
Whether he was there or not wouldn't affect the shipbuilding progress.
Time passed slowly, and the day quickly came to an end.
At dawn, as everything came to life.
Li Meng, in his nightgown, came to the window and yawned.
Looking back at the graceful figures on the bed, Li Meng chuckled.
Life in another world was truly captivating.
But speaking of which, how many offspring did he have now?
Ninety-nine percent of the Goblin Leaders in the Goblin Forest were his offspring.
Seventy percent of the Goblin Warriors were also his offspring.
The number definitely exceeded two thousand.