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Chapter 511 - 511 511 Wooden Boat Launch and Bridge Piers

511: Chapter 511 Wooden Boat Launch and Bridge Piers 511: Chapter 511 Wooden Boat Launch and Bridge Piers Several days passed, and the presence of the undead in the North had largely disappeared.

It wasn’t that there were none left, but nearly all of those fleeing south had done so already.

Others either did not want to come from the east or had not left the Plague Swamp at all.

According to some information sent by the Undead Mages, Zhao Guang speculated that most of the Undead Mages would not want to leave the Plague Swamp.

After all, it was only here that they could preserve themselves best.

It was here they need not worry about harm from the outside world, and thus most of the Undead Mages had already chosen their sides.

No matter which Legendary Mage it was, after all, each was a legend, not so easily defeated.

Indeed, the conflict between the two Legendary Mages gradually tended toward a balance.

The key point was that as the battle progressed, the lower-tier fighting had mostly faded into insignificance.

The main conflict was now limited to the higher echelons, and this large-scale southward event was about to become a thing of the past.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Guang felt it was time to start the next phase of his plan, which he had been waiting on for a long time.

“Looks good; let’s try it in the water,” Zhao Guang waved his hand, and the boats were delivered to the river.

These were vessels intended for use in inland waterways, all made of wood.

Although the Luin River was vast and deep, these wooden boats were still made in two parts.

“My Lord, the boats we’re putting in the water now are sharp-bottomed boats, only suitable for deep waters.

Even harbors must be deep-water harbors, mostly used for transporting goods,” Qiao Miya reported to Zhao Guang with papers in hand.

“To accommodate the use of these vessels, we also need to communicate with other lords to construct deep-water ports on the edges of their territories,” Qiao Miya said to Zhao Guang.

“I understand, very good.

What powers these boats?”

The world’s oceans were too dangerous, and even rivers held significant risks, so naval architecture was not an area of expertise.

But the shipbuilders Zhao Guang had found were far more useful than the native talent.

“They said that since it’s not possible to rely on ocean currents and wind on the river, they have to use oars for assistance.

They also mentioned that engines would make it more effective,” Qiao Miya continued.

Zhao Guang nodded but was not planning to use them.

No choice—using engines would require Anti-Magic Crystals.

This would increase the potential for certain things to be exposed, and Magic Crystals were overly precious in this world.

Especially for non-mages, they were considered a treasure to be passed around.

Perhaps a single Magic Crystal could be worth more than the entire boat and its cargo combined.

By not using them, he would avoid increasing the dangers of navigation significantly; it was simply unnecessary.

It seemed he would have to use the means of this world to research a form of propulsion belonging to this world.

With this thought, Zhao Guang immediately considered the Silver Tower.

It looked like he would have to assign several advanced tasks to them so they could continue aiding in his research.

“What about those, then?

What’s the deal with them?” Zhao Guang pointed to the other boats not far off.

Seeing those, Qiao Miya hastily explained, “Those small boats don’t need specific testing; they’re all for short-distance use.”

Zhao Guang saw they were flat-bottomed boats, capable of navigating most parts of the river.

There were also some that were not very large, the smallest appearing to be only about three to four meters in size.

“Some are for fishing.

We discovered in the winter that the Luin River abounds with fish.

Hence, with these fishing boats, we can obtain plenty of food from the river,” Qiao Miya reported.

Zhao Guang nodded lightly, “Good thinking, but we must ensure proper fish conservation.

Perhaps in the future, we’ll need to cultivate fish fry specifically.”

Zhao Guang certainly did not want overfishing to lead to depletion of his waters.

Qiao Miya promptly noted these things down.

“And those boats, they’re for communication with the opposite shore.

Because our northern outpost is on the north side of the Luin River, exchange can be somewhat inconvenient,” she added.

Zhao Guang looked across and agreed it seemed troublesome.

In winter, since the river froze over, they could simply walk across, which was convenient enough.

Lately, the presence of the Lizardmen had eased the transportation of materials across, so they hadn’t noticed any issues.

But in the future, this would be a significant problem.

The Lizardmen had their own lives; they could not always assist an outpost.

The solution to this problem had now become these small boats.

For this issue, even before winter had passed, those talents had already taught some people to make these small boats.

However, this method of transport was labor-intensive and not very efficient.

If a rapid transfer was required, these would not suffice.

“Take me across; we need a bridge.”

Zhao Guang stepped out and had Qiao Miya prepare a small boat for him.

Sitting in the boat, Zhao Guang had them stop after traveling a certain distance ahead.

Then, a spell was cast, and a Magic Array appeared on the riverbed.

Instantly, the surrounding soil began to converge toward the center, compressing and raising continuously.

Soon, a thick stone pillar, rising more than five meters above the water’s surface, was formed.

This was achieved by Zhao Guang with the aid of the basic Soil Solidification Technique, but since he was an Advanced Mage, the effect was exceptional.

With the stone pillars Zhao Guang constructed, they could withstand several hits from intermediate offensive spells.

“Alright, let’s move on.” After the construction was complete, Zhao Guang told the others.

“My Lord, what is this for?” Xi Fei asked, puzzled.

“Building a bridge.

I’ll create a few bridge piers first, then we’ll just lay the rest on top,” Zhao Guang said.

The most challenging part of bridge construction was the piers, especially in this world.

The stone columns Zhao Guang directly created were connected to the riverbed, making it all one solid piece, even fortifying the underside a bit.

The strength of a bridge made in this way was self-evident.

“But do the bridge piers need to be this high?” Xi Fei was still a bit confused.

“Certainly, the boats will pass underneath them in the future.

We might not have boats that large now, but we will in the future,” He said, unwilling to limit his ships to their current capacity.

And as for those bridges that split in the middle, Zhao Guang considered and then dismissed the idea.

It was better just to build the bridge higher.

From this side, all the way to the opposite shore, just at the edge of the outpost’s control, it was unnecessary to worry about encountering any danger.

If a large number of undead from the North ever attempted to cross forcefully, the bridge could be rigged beforehand with a mechanism to destroy it if necessary.