Louis placed the horn into the sealed box and slowly closed it.
In the short term, he still focused on establishing a defense system around the port.
Taking the initiative? That could only be discussed after the long-distance fleet was launched.
He stood up, his gaze fixed on the nighttime coastline: "That day won't be too far off."
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On the third day after the extermination of the Fishman nests, a craftsmen corps from the Red Tide Territory also arrived at Dawn Port.
The meeting table was set up in the newly repaired makeshift office, with unpainted wooden walls through which the wind blew, carrying a salty scent.
Yet inside, it was already crowded with people.
Louis sat at the head, surrounded by a few neatly organized sketches.
He got straight to the point without wasting words: "With the Fishman problem resolved, our port construction should also enter the next phase."
Mike, leading a dozen craftsmen from Red Tide City, stood to one side.
