The high-altitude mountain wind swept across the open dry-dock of Cloud-Spring Valley Shipyard.
Around the moored Golden Karma Yacht, the towering granite peaks of the Kunlun sanctuary rose like giant guardians dusted in fresh rime frost. In the central shipyard bay, eight massive bronze gantry doors slid open, revealing the vessel’s primary structural conversion reactor.
Master Lu Jian stood on an elevated metal catwalk, wearing heavy leather welding gauntlets and dark protective goggles. His morality badge shone brightly on his chest: Master Lu Jian, Chief Fleet Engineer, Goodness Score: 92/100.
“Shipyard matrices initialized!” Master Lu bellowed over the roar of the intake turbines. “Chairman Lin, the original hull was designed for domestic river transit and regional coastal patrol. If we push this airframe through the Swiss alpine jet streams against heavy military-grade jamming arrays, the outer plating will experience severe resonance fatigue!”
Lin Mo strolled down the catwalk, accompanied by Tang Xiaomi, Long Zhan, and Old Master Mo.
He leaned over the railing, looking down into the ship’s keel.
Beneath the deck plates, the Mediterranean Ocean Heart and the three Kunlun tablets pulsed inside their star-iron vault, radiating a calm, steady planetary rhythm.
“What does the full global conversion require, Old Lu?” Lin Mo asked calmly.
