Munitions Empire-Chapter 931 - Ideal No. 854 Cruise Ship

Chapter 931: Ideal No. 854 Cruise Ship Chapter 931: Ideal No. 854 Cruise Ship The “Ideal” cruise liner was even more massive than the Titanic, capable of carrying 2,500 people with a displacement of over 50,000 tons. The ship even boasted an open-air swimming pool, adorned with unparalleled luxury.

This colossal cruise liner could travel across the ocean at a speed of 45 kilometers per hour, placing it as the fifth-largest civilian passenger ship in the world at that moment.

The remaining four vessels were also on the Endless Sea, handling the maritime transportation between Great Tang Empire and Chu Country, Great Tang Empire and Ice Cold Empire, Great Tang Empire and Poplar Empire, and Great Tang Empire and Dorne Empire.

Due to economic recovery, ships were everywhere on the Endless Sea. Most were free vessels, and occasionally one could spot larger ships, which almost always flew the Dragon Banner of the Great Tang Empire.

These giant ships were unchallenged on the sea surface, and with the countries’ navies rapidly increasing their warships, this area once filled with pirates now rarely heard tales of ships being robbed.

After all, back then, obtaining a sailing ship was easy, but it was somewhat difficult to maintain a steamship now. And to obtain cannon and stockpile ammunition was even more difficult.

Standing on this enormous ship and looking into the distance, Pan Qi felt as if she were on top of a building, looking down at the ground. The sharp bow sliced through the sea, with foamy waves churning beneath her and vanishing at the edge of her sight.

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The experience of riding on a ship was entirely different from being aboard a cruise liner. Crowded in the lower cabins and peering out of a round porthole at the near surface of the ocean, one couldn’t truly appreciate the awe the giant ship inspired.

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Only by standing in the VIP area, stepping on the orange-red wooden floors, and looking out through large windows to the outside sea could one enjoy the true pleasure of a cruise trip.

The waiters around her, dressed in immaculate, snow-white sailor suits, performed every action with precision and politeness. Not far away, a piano was placed, where a waiter with agile fingers played an elegant melody.

The staircases were exquisitely carved from wood, polished to perfection. Beautiful landscape paintings hung on the walls. A maid diligently wiped the corners with a feather duster, caring for the huge vase placed there, while the bartender seemed to have an endless amount of glasses to polish.

The sea breeze, slipping through the open windows, grazed the cheek, inducing a lazy, comfortable feeling of leisure and ease.

Lifting the tea cup in front of her, the delicate fragrance refreshed Pan Qi’s nostrils, causing her to squint her eyes and savor the moment.

This was the first time she had received such attentive service, the first time she had touched the life of the wealthy. Everything felt so surreal, giving her a slight edge of nervousness amidst the enjoyment.

It was as if everything around her were figments of a dream, set to vanish like dust upon her awakening.

Just as she shook off that unreal sense with her heart, she noticed a woman not too far away, engrossed in a newspaper.

The other woman’s hair really caught the eye, natural big waves resting softly on the shoulders, tempting one to reach out and touch.

When Pan Qi finally saw the woman’s face, she was captivated by her stunning beauty. The word “flawless” came to mind—instantly.

Such an exquisitely beautiful face, Pan Qi thought to herself, if only she could be as pretty as this woman. Her gaze then drifted to the necklace around the woman’s neck, a pendant the size of a pigeon’s egg, glittering with blue sapphire.

God had given this woman a peerless visage and astounding wealth… She must be the daughter of the gods then, so favored by their divine affection.

The woman leaned casually in her luxurious chair, radiating nobility and aloofness. She was a natural-born aristocrat; even in the plainest clothes, she remained the star with the most noble air in a crowd.

Pan Qi immediately felt inferior: even though she sat here now, enjoying the highest-end service, she still knew that she was worlds apart from the woman before her.

If the woman was a star in the heavens, she was a ladybug on the ground. Even with a million Gold Coins, she could never exude the enviable aura inherent in the woman before her in this lifetime.

While Pan Qi was lost in her thoughts, the woman in the distance seemed to sense eyes upon her and lowered the newspaper, casting her gaze toward Pan Qi.

What a pair of lovely eyes, their brightness even outshining the dazzling blue sapphire hung around the woman’s neck. Pan Qi wanted to quickly look away, yet the nervousness made her worry that doing so would invite ridicule.

In a daze, Pan Qi saw the other party raise a hand, the slim fingers twirling twice with agility. The woman greeted her with a face brimming with smiles.

Seemingly possessed, Pan Qi involuntarily nodded her head in response to the woman’s greeting. She felt an almost irresistible urge to walk over and introduce herself.

At that moment, a female aristocrat ascended the staircase and walked straight up to the incredibly beautiful woman, blocking Pan Qi’s view.

Only then did she snap out of it, as if her soul had been hooked away moments before. Her cheeks flushed red, she lowered her head to peer at her own toes, frantically trying to calm her heart that threatened to leap from her throat.

For an instant, she felt as if she had fallen in love. But she was certain she liked men, and just minutes ago she had been thinking of the young man far away in the Imperial Capital of Dahua.

When she collected herself, the table was empty, leaving behind only a delicate teacup and a newspaper.

Upstairs, the Countess asked in a soft voice to the woman walking slightly ahead, “Shall we invite her over to join us tonight?”

“Better less trouble than more; I’m not a cat in heat,” Sofia, who had dyed her hair black, coldly spoke while walking, a stark contrast to her smiling greeting to Pan Qi moments earlier.

She loathed her current self; each glimpse of the black tips at the corner of her eyes filled her with irritation. If not for that damned man, she would never have ended up in such a miserable state!

“How are the preparations on the other side?” Back in her room, Sofia turned around to look at the equally fair and beautiful Countess.

The Countess closed the door and was about to turn around when Sofia wrapped her arms around her waist, “Didn’t you just say you weren’t a cat in heat?”

“I’m ready to satisfy you, the cat in heat!” Sofia’s roaming hands instantly flushed the Countess’s face with color.

She pretended to struggle but cooperated, wrapping her arms around Sofia’s slim waist, and said, “The contact is ready; you’ll be able to see for yourself the cursed realm that our enemy has created.”

“That’s great…” Sofia admired the Countess’s delicate face, unsure if she was praising the upcoming journey or the Countess herself.

“Milady…” Emotions stirred, the Countess called out in a tender voice.

The Ideal raced across the vast ocean, drawing ever closer to Linshui Port of the Great Tang Empire. The women in the first-class cabin were also nearing their destination.

“Dad! I just saw a woman,” Pan Qi said to Pan Yiping who was reading the newspaper in their cabin, her tone full of excitement as if she had discovered a new world.

Pan Yiping looked up, his mood good, and laughed as he asked his daughter, “A woman? What about seeing a woman?”

“You don’t understand; I’ve never seen such a beautiful woman before,” Pan Qi said, a little excited, moving closer to Pan Yiping and describing the woman extravagantly.

“Seeing a beautiful woman in the first-class cabin is not surprising, my daughter is also very beautiful,” Pan Yiping teased after listening.

In the eyes of a businessman like himself, it was common for beautiful women to frequent the first-class cabin: stars, socialites, and ladies of high society didn’t need mention, as long as a woman was beautiful enough, it was incredibly easy for her to find wealth.

Such women were also not to be trifled with: you never knew when she would become the main character’s woman from some novel, and by then regret wouldn’t save you from annihilation.

Thus, in Pan Yiping’s experience, beautiful women were to be admired from a distance, a survival principle for small-fry like him.

Seeing her father so uninterested, Pan Qi didn’t bother to say more. She went to her room, threw herself onto her bed, and her mind was filled with the image of that woman greeting her.

Unexpectedly, indescribably sensual.