Chapter 9 Royal Dockyard

Purphycott has no knowledge of the discussions between Gloucester and James, although she can deduce that James understood her words and passed on the message to Gloucester as she expected.

But she didn't know what kind of response the Duke of Gloucester would give, and what impact it would have on her subsequent plans.

Purphycott did not want to bother with this matter. According to her calculations, the average annual temperature in Longton will drop below freezing in three years. Her preparation time is already quite tight and she can make a decision to the Duke of Gloucester. The reminder was the limit of what she could do.

Unless the Duke of Gloucester can give her enough conditions to impress her, Purficott will not include the crisis response committee in his consideration.

Her time and energy only allow her to do one thing well.

Although the deadline was calculated to be three years later, there was no way Purficott could complete the construction of the shelter at the last minute.

Reality is not a game, and the temperature drop is not as direct as a sudden drop of ten degrees at seven o'clock every morning, but a continuous drop in a linear manner.

Since ten years ago, the environmental temperature of this planet has been decreasing every moment.

Three years is just the time it takes to drop below freezing point. In fact, after the second year there is basically no way to continue construction.

Therefore, time is really tight for Purficott.

In the following time, she must complete the construction of the airship within a year, so that she can go to the New World before the earth is completely frozen, and there she must build a shelter sufficient to withstand the severe cold before the earth is frozen. Place.

And now, according to the plan, she left her laboratory after a long absence and took some of the completed airship drawings to Pusse City, where the Imperial Royal Navy's home port is located.

This is one of the most important ports for the Royal Navy because it is home to the Imperial Royal Dockyard, a large shipyard with a long history of more than 200 years.

And this is exactly Purficott's destination. The large parts needed to build an airship can only be produced by the Royal Shipyard.

"Hello, young lady, welcome to the Royal Naval Dockyard in Portsmouth!" A young and enthusiastic salesman received Perfectcott and her loyal old housekeeper with a bright but unwilling expression on his face. He greeted her with a smile that seemed overly enthusiastic: "Please forgive me for being rude. It is rare to see a young and beautiful aristocratic lady like you visiting the Royal Shipyard. Could you please tell me if you have any business to handle when you come to visit?"

Royal Dockyard operates a variety of shipbuilding businesses, and whatever your needs, Royal Dockyard will be happy to serve you. "

While the salesman was asking, his eyes noticed the leather cylinder that Purficott carried with him to hold the drawings.

This is very familiar to the salesmen of the Royal Dockyard, and they come into contact with the same things almost every day. So the salesman boldly speculated that the young lady in front of him must be here to discuss business, which filled him with excitement, as if he saw his business commission.

For the nobles, the salesman's question undoubtedly seemed a bit presumptuous and rude, but Purficott didn't care about it and just said: "I need to order some large ship parts, but the requirements are quite special. I need to find out if Royal Dockyard can meet my needs.”

Hearing what Purficott said, a proud look appeared on the salesman's face. He straightened his body and said confidently: "You can rest assured! As the oldest and largest shipyard in the empire, the Royal The shipyard has the most professional engineers and alchemists, and we can produce any part you need! As long as it is used on the ship.”

"Really? What if I said I wanted a flying ship?" Purficott laughed, and then asked Foster to open the drawings she brought and spread them on the coffee table in front of her.

When the salesman looked at the drawings with some surprise and confusion, Purficott picked up the black tea he poured for himself, took a sip and said: "I suggest you call someone who at least has the title of 'technician' Engineers and alchemists come and take a look, I’m not sure you can understand my blueprints.”

Purficott's words made the salesman a little embarrassed, but after trying to understand the drawing to no avail, and only judging that it was not a joke, he had to awkwardly say to Purficott to wait, and then rushed out of the meeting. In the living room, people were asked to find engineers and alchemists from the shipyard to identify the blueprint.

It has to be said that the Royal Shipyard is indeed the largest shipyard in the Victoria Empire. Soon, two engineers and alchemists with the title of "Union" came to Perfectcott and browsed her drawings.

Looking at these two "United" level title holders who were one level higher than the "Technician" level title she proposed, Purficott suddenly reached out and took out three badges from the handbag she was carrying, and then The two people's surprised eyes were fixed on their collars.

Those are two "chartered" professional title badges that are one level higher than the "United" level, namely "Royal Chartered Engineer" and "Royal Chartered Alchemist", and the other one is the "Honorary Member of the Imperial Engineers Society" badge .

In the Victoria Empire, professions such as engineers and alchemists are divided into different levels according to their business level. There are five levels: apprentice, practitioner, technician, joint, and charter.

Among them, only those at the professional level are qualified to work in related industries. Technicians are already the technical supervisors of ordinary small factories. Joint-level people can serve as technical supervisors in places like the Royal Dockyard and are fully responsible for the operation of a large ship. Built.

The charter-level badges need to be issued by the corresponding royal association and are the highest-level related professional titles in the entire empire.

"Are you Miss Brandless? I have read your article in Engineers Weekly!" The engineer glanced at the badge on Perfectcott's collar and quickly confirmed that it was not a fake. Purficott quickly recognized it, and an excited expression appeared on his face: "Is this your design? It is as perfect as a work of art!"

The engineer was obviously excited to meet his idol, and this was a first for Purficott.

After all, usually others' first reaction to her is suspicion, thinking that her badge was stolen from her father's family. This was the first time she had encountered someone who behaved like a fanatical fan.

 Technician, Associate and Chartered are the professional classifications of British engineers in reality.

  
   
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