The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Taking a deep breath, Newcommon tried to hide the anger in his heart. He noticed that the heads of other countries frequently set their sights on him and Scott.

"Master Scott, what you just talked about can only be decided by the five permanent members. Although you are a sixth-order now, but..." Newcomen glanced at Scott lightly.

"Some things should wait for you to sit in that position before deciding." Newcomen chuckled, "Young people always like to think wildly, sometimes they think too much, and once they get nothing, that kind of pain can make a person go Ape."

Scott's face changed slightly, "Those who have no strength will dream. For those with strength, that is only part of the plan."

Newcomen waved his hand, and Scott's attitude also aroused his anger, and his words were unconsciously sharp, "When you sit in that position, you can do whatever you want. Before that, do your duty. Do what you can."

"You..." Scott's face rose.

"Master Scott, is there anything else? If not, I'm going to get ready to rest. I'm not as young as you. I'm getting tired easily when I'm old." He looked up at the sky.

"The sun is about to set, and I won't participate in the game for a while."

The results are predictable, what are you doing here, enjoying the joy of Scott's victory? Despite seeing the results of Scott's research, Newcomen doesn't think he has any chance.

The longer he studied, the more he could appreciate the mystery hidden in Sigmund's drawing. He had a hunch that if this thing could be widely promoted, he would completely change the kingdom of Elam from another perspective. .

"Wait a minute, Mr. Newcommon!" Scott said.

"You can't leave now. In fact, I came here to invite you to participate in the steam engine boat exchange competition for a while."

"Me?" Newcommon froze for a moment.

"I have little research on the steam engine ship, and the improvement of the spiritual path cycle is not outstanding. There is no point in participating in the so-called competition. Besides, I came here alone, and I did not have the boat used for the competition."

"Besides, I really don't understand, what's the point of this arrangement?" Newcomen shied away.

"Who said you didn't have a boat?" Scott turned abruptly, pointing in a certain direction in the distance.

"The flag of the Royal Academy of Engineering, the number on it is 524. If I remember correctly, it should be the steam engine ship you are in charge of?"

In the distant sky, the sun fell downward, and the sun dyed the sea a red layer. At the place where the water and the sky meet, a research ship of the Royal Academy of Engineering was approaching here.

what happened? Are they Savery?

Newcomen's eyes widened, he helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose, the ships in the distance were instantly magnified, and he simply glanced at Newcomen and found some abnormal places.

There are extensive repair marks on the bow. He knows this ship too well, and a simple change cannot be concealed from his eyes. The marks on it indicate that the ship may have encountered a battle not long ago.

"I went to see."

Ignoring Scott, Newcomen's body rose into the air and took the initiative to meet him.

Watching Newcomen leave, Isaac, who had been laughing with him before, wiped his sweat nervously. Although he was the person in charge of Elan, his identity could not be compared with that of Newcomen Scott.

Not long ago, he witnessed the gentle tearing of the two bosses. At this time, he wanted to find an excuse to leave, but Scott stayed.

"Master Scott..." The person in charge, Isaac, laughed along with him.

"The competition is about to start, and Mr. Newcomen's research ship will also come to the scene to add a place. During the competition later, Mr. Newcomen will participate with me." Scott commanded, with a round face. His face was calm, but his eyes were full of sharpness.

"Master, but Mr. Newcomen just now..."

Scott's face suddenly sank, "Do you think I'm avenging my personal revenge?"

"No, nothing." The person in charge wiped his sweat frantically.

"Let me briefly explain to you, who are we in the annual exchange meeting?"

"We only won once five years ago and have been second since then," replied Isaac.

"Very good." Scott stepped forward and patted Isaac on the shoulder, turned his body, and pointed to the other side of the big ship, "Look at the representatives of other countries, economic, military and commercial, we are in every aspect. Take the lead."

"This exchange meeting is a chance for those countries to beat us, but this year, because of my improvement, they will lose badly. You said that as the winner in this situation, will we suffer from other The envy of the state?"

"Yes, it will be like this." Isaac nodded frantically.

"If at this time, they can win against the other team in Elland while losing to me, then psychologically speaking, will they be a little more receptive, and their hostility to us will be slightly lessened."

"Should..." The poor person in charge opened his mouth, but seeing Scott's sharp eyes, he instantly changed his mind.

"Should be."

"So it's very simple, to have Mr. Newcomen in this game is to maintain a balance, it will make them feel that they won't lose too badly, you see, it's all for Ellen." Scott smiled. said.

"Go ahead and add Mr. Newcomen's name."

Under pressure, Isaac could only nod his head and leave in fright.

Adding a name is just a casual mention, but anyone can mention this, but Scott can't say it himself. It didn't take long for him to get a satisfactory answer, and then he picked up his glass and merged into the crowd again. .

At this time, Newcomen had fallen on the boat and saw Savery and Sigmund.

After separating from Sigmund, Savery spent some time upgrading the entire ship, and then turned south to avoid possible siege. In the process, he wasted a lot of time and went around a lot.

Sigmund was completely different. Paul the octopus opened the way. He drove straight in. Not long ago, he caught up with Savery and the others. Came here before the sun went down.

"teacher!"

"Why are you here? And on the boat..."

"Something happened!" Savery sighed and briefly described what happened, and Sigmon also introduced his experience at the naval base.

"Generally speaking, it is a near miss. The matter at the naval base has been resolved. The Duke has dispatched a fleet to rush there. We are only worried that the situation here will change slightly~www.readwn.com~Sigmon Finally said.

"Scott has been successful, and the result of the game is doomed for a while." Newcomen sighed, "I'll remind him, and then let's get out of here."

"Get out of here?" Sigmund smiled, and he looked at Newcomen, "Can we participate in that so-called game?"

"Participate in the competition?" Newcomen was stunned.

"What are you kidding? Scott's new steamship is at least faster than our research ships..."

"No, teacher." Savery interrupted Newcomen with a smile.

"Actually here we are, and there's nothing to do with Scott."

"This ship is very fast. It's not an exaggeration to describe it as surpassing an entire era." As he spoke, Savery took out a stack of paper and handed it over.

"You should see this."