Chapter 188
My Empire Chapter 188
2020-11-03
Chapter 188 188 Stupid Mortals"It's not just helicopter experiments, but our progress in supercomputers is equally gratifying— —Because of this thing, many problems have been solved." Smith went on to talk about the latest technological advancement.
The latest computer system has actually been updated, so the original supercomputer was taken out and put into use as a new type of equipment - although it is still strictly confidential, it is no longer correct. Top secrecy.
With the assistance of computers, many projects have begun to be implemented at an accelerated rate. Some operations can be completed in an instant, and verification can also be completed by newer supercomputers. In this state, many aspects of Alanhill are in overdrive.
With the help of computers and Chris, the hydrogen bomb experiments have been successfully completed, even the construction of the nuclear power plant has been completed, more experiments have been carried out, and more results are coming - with computers With the help of Chris, Chris' workload has been reduced by more than half.
"We've built three nuclear power plants in the Arrant Empire, all of which are currently being tested, and will probably be operational in a month..." Smith said, handing Chris the report in his hand.
"With these nuclear power plants, the problem of electricity consumption will be alleviated. Thermal power stations and hydroelectric power stations are also under construction. It is estimated that in the middle of Alanhill 4 years, we can solve the problem of electricity consumption. ' concluded Smith proudly.
"These power stations are combined with the grid that has already begun to be built, so we can use electricity more conveniently." Chris added at the end after reading the report.
Chris knows that Alanhill is now on the fast track of development. He has nearly 10,000 technicians every day who can use the knowledge magic ball to improve their abilities. As long as the time is accumulated enough, the technical level of mortals will rise to an unbelievable level.
"As long as we develop steadily, we will soon usher in a period of faster development. You probably cannot imagine that in the past three years, everything we have developed will be in the next three years. It will all be eliminated!" Chris closed the report in his hand and said while looking at his subordinates.
In Chris's opinion, he really has too many future technologies that can be improved. As long as he keeps coming up with new technologies, Alanhill can be countless times stronger than now.
At that time, a battleship can provide the firepower to destroy a country, and a nuclear warhead that an ICBM can carry can cover the entire Grecon!
He had a confident smile on his face, and his tone was full of confidence: "Gentlemen! Work hard, the future belongs to Alanhill!"
"Long live Alanhill!" Everyone stood Get up, stand at attention and salute, and sing in harmony with your chin up.
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Arantix, Grulaire Street, people coming, people going on the bustling streets, everyone has their own things to be busy with, a A thriving world is emerging in Alanhill.
Among the to-and-fro crowd, a sneaky silhouette, holding a thick file bag, looked left and right and got into the entrance of Alley 13.
The man nervously knocked on a thick door with a unique rhythm. This is not the first time he has come to this room. The last time he came, he was much more nervous than now.
The door was opened from the inside, revealing a gap. The man hurriedly faced the gap and said nervously: "I brought something!"
The dark shadow inside opened the door to the extent that a person could get in, and the man suddenly He got into the house, and then the door was closed.
"Click." The light in the room was turned on, and the room suddenly became bright. No one knows why the curtains are drawn here in broad daylight, as if the people in the house know that what they do is not visible.
It wasn't until the man with the briefcase got used to the light in the room that he realized that there was not only one person in the room.
In this room, there were actually several people sitting—several people were standing against the wall, all of them wearing black robes, with hoods on their heads.
"Are you bringing something?" The person in the lead was also in the same attire, with a hood covering his face. He spoke in an odd voice, and seemed to be wearing something like a voice changer.
The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked nervously: "You...you promised me..."
"Relax, once Alanhill is destroyed, we promise The Arrant Empire will stand on this continent again!" The man sitting on the sofa continued to speak, promising in a very strange tone.
"Then you agreed to give it to me..." The man looked at the people in this room with some unease. He always felt that these people's behaviors were a bit strange.
"oh la la!" A whole pocket of gold coins was thrown on the table by a person next to him. Because of the fullness, some gold coins spilled out, some scattered on the table, and some rolled fell under the table.
"Money is not a problem for us at all! We can also meet your request! I promise to let you call the wind and summon the rain in the Arrant Empire, and you will definitely get an official position! If you want, it's not impossible for you to sit in the seat of Emperor Arrant." The leader, motionless, sat on the sofa and said.
"Gudu..." After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the man finally put the document bag in his arms on the table: "These are the documents you want! If you are willing to wait, I will also You can get more."
The man in cloak extended the hand, and wanted to get the file bag on the coffee table, but his palm was exposed to the light, and his knuckles were full of connections. gaps in parts. There was a faint light of magic in the gap, which startled the man who delivered the document bag across from him.
"Don't be nervous! child! Don't be nervous!" When the man sitting in the first place leaned forward, he finally revealed the face hidden under the hood, which was a very strange looking picture A mask with a dense inscription of Magic Talisman on it.
If Chris was here, he would have recognized that this odd looking mask was similar to the one on the puppet that assassinated him.
"It's just my body..." The man took back his hand, opened the file bag, and flipped through the contents: "Yes, this is exactly what I want. Mechanical principle file, very good! Very good! I can wait for you to send the other blueprint files! Next time, I can give you more gold coins."
He said, holding hands I handed the document package inside to a subordinate beside me. But his face was always facing the direction of the man in front of him: "You did good, very good! The puppet empire will not treat friends badly! The day when the Arrant empire is restored, it's time for you to soar."
Finished speaking , he leaned back on the sofa, and the masked face was once again shrouded in shadow: "Go! child, I... I will do what I say!"
"Thank you, thank you "Nodded nervously, the man turned around and walked out of the house: "Tomorrow, this time tomorrow... I, I will definitely bring the rest here."
He side Walking aside, nodded bowed, and watched the man in the lead retreat - when he had just retreated to the door and turned to walk out of the house, an arm also made of wood blocked his face.
He subconsciously looked towards the other party, and found that the person blocking his way was also wearing the same weird mask.
"You...what are you going to do!" The man's face was already dripping with sweat, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.
"Your gold..." The man who blocked his way said in the same unhuman accent.
"Oh...thank...thank you..." The man realized that because he was nervous, he even forgot the bag of gold.
So he quickly turned around and walked back, picked up the bag of gold on the coffee table, wiped the sweat from his face, turned and walked out of the room.
"Stupid mortal..." A puppet sneered, leaning against the wall and commenting hoarsely.
"Yeah, stupid mortal..." The head puppet sitting on the sofa agreed. Then, he looked towards the puppet holding the file bag beside him, and said, "Return to the puppet empire immediately!"
The puppet who received the order nodded lightly, and then walked out with the file package. room.
"Not all mortals are so stupid, at least those little fellows who are looking for us are very powerful." The headed puppet stood up and looked towards the puppets around him: "Our Time is running out, try to get their technology back as much as possible..."
"We really want to touch that kind of super bomb, but the other party's protection is too tight... If we can use god puppets "..." One of the puppets under his command said regretfully.
"Don't even think about it, if we use the god puppet, the guys in Greken will notice..." The head puppet rejected his subordinate's suggestion and said, "The intermediate puppet is already us. The limit of what can be used!"
"It's really a pity that you can't approach the opponent's super bomb project." After scolding his subordinates, the puppet named the head sighed, and then Only then did he continue to say: "Wait for those greedy guys to send the technology themselves! Don't worry, we have too much time..."
Outside this room, go out The man looked at the left and right alleys, then walked out of the 13th alley and walked back to Grulaire Street.
After he disappeared, a man with his hands in his pockets leaned against the entrance of Alley No. 13 and squinted his eyes into the alley.
Then, the man had a faint smile on his face, turned and left, as if no one had ever been here.
(end of this chapter)