Chapter 908 - Doverand City
Chapter 908 Doverand City
The silver Mothership Chiwa casually glided across the sky.
It was not yet afternoon, and cotton-like clouds filled the sky.
As a fierce current shot out of the bottom of the Mothership, the white clouds were shredded to pieces, leaving behind a trail of tattered clouds that stretched for several kilometers.
Only half of the setting sun remained above the forest on the horizon. The gentle and refreshing winds were soothing to the face.
The Mothership was far larger than the flying ships of the past. Just the deck alone was twice the size of a football field. However, only ten or so people were allowed to move around on it. Most of them were apprentices on board the ship, while the remainder were mercenaries and merchants heading to Doverand City for work.
A small machine that was slightly more than a meter tall spun around Little Locke like a clumsy metal golem, even occasionally using its pincer-like hand to poke at Locke. Its name was Wreck-it Wrath. It also let out a rumbling sound from its mouth. Combined with all the metal gears, axels, and levers clanging about its insides, it gave off an exceedingly boisterous impression.
One couldn’t look down on Wreck-it Wrath simply because of its shoddy appearance; tattered and with much of its insides exposed. It was the goblin magical-mechanic Locke’s most important companion in battle.
Over a hundred human mercenaries and merchants sat on these ships, along with a shocking number of construction materials.
Doverand Basin had now become a massive construction site.
As many as two hundred construction machines were diligently flattening the ground and chopping down trees under the commands of the goblins. Large logs the radius of two to three humans had been piled in a small hill by a corner of the basin, while several steampunk-fashioned buildings rose from the ground.
As the overseers, the goblins had safety helmets on and were ordering the construction machines in and out of the construction site. Dust was everywhere with lots of loud noises. The entirety of Doverand Basin was bubbling with activity.
Mothership Chiwa traveled twice a day between White Tower and the soon-to-be Doverand City, transporting a large amount of construction material and daily goods. Thus, their arrival only made Doverand Basin all the more lively.
Adept Locke had just stepped off of a goblin shuttle with Wrath and Quickwit when a goblin stopped him. It was General Manager Zixil, dressed in a neat and well-pressed uniform.
“Lord Locke, if you have the time, I hope you can go to Pa Mazk’s place. It seems like he’s looking for you about some business. Also, Supervisor Zorbin of the Risk Investment Company is looking for you. He said that the mithril ingots you ordered have arrived.”
Sandor had no interest in these petty goblin matters. She poked Locke.
“It seems like you are going to be busy for a while. Remember, look for me at seven in the morning tomorrow. As for the location, you should know it.” Having said that, Magical Archer Sandor promptly left.
As they disliked how noisy the construction site was, the blood elves stationed in the basin had made their own little camp to the west, in the Black Forest. Sandor naturally went to meet up with her sisters after arriving.
In all honesty, having some clanspeople that took the same side as you was extremely convenient in a major organization. At the very least, it meant that Sandor had a much better information network compared to LIttle Locke.
After waving farewell to Sandor, Locke casually grabbed a little goblin that barely reached his chest to show him the way. With his current reputation, there were almost no goblins in the goblin faction that did not recognize him.
This little goblin was also one of the many youths that had been chosen from the Goblin Plane to study here. Adept Locke was undoubtedly his idol. Thus, the little goblin skipped and hopped, bringing Adept Locke to Pa Mazk’s goblin shop.
Locke hesitated in front of the low and narrow doors of the shop for a moment before finally setting foot inside.