In late May, it was the busiest season of spring. Zuwaro led the returning fleet of merchant ships, finally sailing into Atoyac Lake, and docking at Zicao Port, south of Zicao City. The Southern Shipbuilding Department occupied the port's rear side, with hundreds of shipwrights inside and outside the shipyard constructing ships, while even more civilians moved large timber and planks under the command of shipwrights.
"Praise the Chief Divine! After four to five months, we finally returned to the port of departure!"
Zuwaro stepped onto the dock and watched the busy scenes of the shipyard for a while, showing surprise on his face.
"One hand, two hands... there are ten tens-longships of dozens of tons being built at the same time? Oh, that finished longship, with Copper Beasts placed both fore and aft, are they Rain Divine's Tiger Squat Cannons?"
