Captain "Black Blade" Jackson—now calling himself "Yunlan Sect Great Elder"—was supervising the filming of the latest short drama.
"Cut!" Jackson angrily threw the script. "Second Boss! You're playing the role of the annulment-of-engagement heroine! Not the second Okama King! Again!"
The ship's modifications were astonishing:
- The cannon deck was converted into an "Alchemy Room", with cannon barrels wrapped in ribbons to mimic incense burners.
- The mast hung a gilded plaque of "Yunlan Sect" (melted down from stolen gold).
- Even the prisoner room was covered in "Dou Qi Pavilion" talismans (actually scribbles by the ship's doctor).
"Latest data!" The navigator ran over, waving a phone wildly. "Our 'Pirate Version: battle through the heavens' has over a million likes! A merchant wants to sponsor elixir props!"
Amidst the cheers, a scream suddenly came from the crow's nest: "Bad news! Marine warship sighted ahead!"
The deck instantly descended into chaos: "Quick, take off your wigs!" "Where's my Heavy Xuan Ruler?" "Who the hell brought a real sword for filming?"
Jackson, however, showed a mysterious smile: "Why panic? This is perfect for filming Episode 78, 'Xiao Yan Angrily Battles the Soul Hall'!" He turned and pulled out his phone. "Buddies! Sudden live stream! Watch how we sink the warship with Dou Techniques! Start sending gifts!"
When the Marine general looked through his binoculars at this group of "costumed lunatics," he felt completely unsettled: "Have Pirates... gone this crazy now?"
And in the live stream chat, viewers were flooding the screen with comments:
"These special effects are too realistic!"
"The warship must be hired extras, right?"
"Nalan Yanran's leg hair is eye-catching!"
"If Nalan Yanran is like this, I'd rather die!"
"Damn it, although I don't like Nalan Yanran, you guy is really asking for death!"
"....."
Under the setting sun, the "Yunlan Sect" ship fought and filmed simultaneously, managing to turn an encounter into a hit series.
Jackson looked at the surging revenue in the backend and suddenly had a bold idea: "Brothers! Next stop, Wano Country for location scouting!"
"Holy crap? Captain, you might not fear death, but we do!"
...
Water 7,
The morning sun streamed through the glass dome of the shipyard, illuminating a group of top craftsmen with furrowed brows.
They stood around a holographic projection table, the air filled with the scent of metal and wood, mixed with a faint smell of machine oil.
On the projection table,
a three-dimensional model of a giant "flying sword" ten meters long was slowly rotating.
The sword body was a streamlined silver-gray, with a row of intricate jet-dial arrays embedded along the spine, and a complex control system connected to the hilt.
Innumerable data parameters floated around the sword body like a dense spiderweb:
Lift Coefficient: 3.2 (Jet Dials fully open)
Maximum Load Capacity: 800kg (including passengers)
Cruising Range: 50 nautical miles (standard cruising speed)
Emergency Braking: Sea Stone damper + reverse jetting
"According to the description in'Sword Snow FighXX'," Chief Engineer Thales pushed up his round glasses, the lenses reflecting the flowing data light, "True sword flight should rely on the realm of'Sword Qi Support' and 'Mind-Body Unity'..."
He paused, his finger sliding across the projection, zooming in on the jet dial structure in the middle section of the sword body. "But unfortunately, our technology tree seems to have branched off incorrectly."
A wave of helpless light laughter rippled through the surroundings.
"Currently, we can only simulate it using Sky Island technology—seventy-two specially made jet dials as the power core, combined with the cola energy conversion system provided by Franky."
In the corner, Franky suddenly struck his signature pose: "Super—! This is the fusion of science and fantasy!"
His mechanical arm clicked open, a can of cola popping out and accurately landing in the projection of the energy slot.
Just then, the shipyard's large gate rumbled open.
Iceberg Mayor, wearing a dark blue coat, walked in with steady steps.
The craftsmen immediately cleared a path. He walked straight to the projection table, his silver-gray hair gleaming like metal in the sunlight.
"Gentlemen."
Iceberg's finger tapped the holographic table, and the flying sword projection immediately disassembled into its components. "The Sea Train made Water 7's name resound throughout the Sea, and sword-riding sightseeing..." His gaze swept over everyone present. "Will make us go down in history!"
The shipyard was silent, with only the distant sound of waves hitting the hull. The craftsmen's breathing involuntarily quickened.
Flames of ambition flickered in Iceberg's eyes. He raised a hand and waved, and the holographic projection immediately switched to a 3D model of Water 7.
Dozens of blue trajectories rose from various docks, weaving into a brilliant network above the city.
"Imagine," his voice slightly trembling with excitement, "tourists riding flying swords, skimming over the surface of the Holy Poplar Canal, circling above Fountain Plaza, and finally soaring into the clouds..."
He paused, a smile playing on the corner of his mouth. "This experience is definitely ten times more thrilling than the bubble cable cars in Shambles!"
A burst of enthusiastic discussion erupted in the shipyard.
The craftsman responsible for the safety system began calculating the strength of the protective shield;
The design stylists debated whether to use Chinese sword patterns or Western reliefs;
The financial officer rapidly tapped his abacus, estimating the return on investment.
Suddenly, a glint flashed in Engineer Thales's glasses: "Mayor, what if we change the arrangement of the jet dials to a spiral matrix..."
"Wait!" Franky interrupted. "How about adding something to my cola power system..."
Iceberg smiled, watching these geniuses lost in their fervor, and turned to look at the clear blue sea and sky outside the window.
In his vision, he seemed to see the future—innumerable flying swords streaking across the sky of Water 7, the tourists' exclamations echoing through the clouds, and this legendary Water 7 would once again become the center of the world's attention.
"Three months," he suddenly turned, his voice decisive. "At the next World Government summit, I want those high and mighty guys to kneel and beg us to sell them tickets!"
...
Dock 1,
"Attention everyone! The first manned test of the third-generation 'Azure Nether Sword'—begin!"
As the chief engineer's loudspeaker blared, the dome of Dock 1 slowly opened, sunlight cascading down like a waterfall, illuminating the giant flying sword moored on the central platform.
This massive object, glowing with a faint azure light, now radiated a heart-stopping technological beauty.
Everyone was completely awestruck by the giant sword before them,
Sword Body: Crafted from the newly discovered "Cloud Ironwood." This special material, produced on Sky Island, has only one-third the density of steel but is as hard as the Treasure Tree Adam.
Under the sunlight, strange cloud patterns flowed within the wood grain, as if it truly contained the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
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