Chapter 419
My Empire Chapter 419
2020-11-03
Chapter 419 420 Magic and Plants"These dwarves are really good workers by nature. They want to work, and they work It's really a good hand." Dez handed the report to Deans next to him, and praised: "The parts they produce have passed the inspection without any problems."
From Dez After taking the report, Deans took a close look at Ironforge's industrial production summary last month, and was really shocked by some of the numbers above.
Compared with some second-tier industrial cities, the city where the dwarves settled was not inferior, and even slightly exceeded in some aspects.
A Bellevue, which had been completely destroyed, was given a new life after becoming Ironforge.
"They overfulfilled their production tasks and took the time to build a small maintenance factory that can repair planes?"
"Yes, these dwarves researched that plane themselves. The maintenance factory, which can repair small aircraft such as P-51 fighter jets, seems to be fully functional." Dez still knew about this matter, and smiled and told Deans about the whole sequence of events.
It turns out that with the continuous deepening of aid, there are also many P-51 modified civilian pesticide aircrafts responsible for farming in the dwarf area. After these aircraft are damaged, they must return to a place far away from Ironforge for maintenance. , very inconvenient.
So the dwarves set up a maintenance factory to facilitate the maintenance of these piston aircraft converted into civilians.
What's interesting is that the aircraft factory they built was actually dismantled and built by themselves.
This is definitely a rare learning experience for the dwarves - except for the aircraft engine, they almost completely understand the structure and principles of an aircraft, which can be said to be very powerful.
"I heard that Ironforge is being ordered to form an army?" After listening to Dez's explanation, Deans obviously had no interest in the advancement of dwarves' industrial technology, and asked about another recent incident. A tumultuous thing.
Dwarf Race is building its own home, while also planning to do more for its new homeland.
As things went on, either spontaneously or organized, they began to sign up for the military, hoping to help Alanhill expand his advantage on the battlefield.
These dwarves are natural workers, and equally natural warriors. Although their magical attainments are limited, they are powerful, and they are all warriors that are very difficult to deal with.
Under normal circumstances, a phalanx of dwarf warriors is more than enough to defeat people dozens of times their traditional human infantry.
Unfortunately, the current Alanhill is a modern warfare mode that relies on long-range firepower to fight, and does not need these powerful melee infantry.
However, the high patriotic enthusiasm of the Dwarf Race had to be taken seriously by the senior management of Alanhill-they were worried that not allowing dwarf soldiers to join the army would affect the process of the race's integration into human society.
After all, the difference between mortals and magicians was not actually a matter of crossing races. Everyone was human, but there was a slight difference in physique.
And now, Alanhill has truly become a great Empire that spans races, it includes the Dwarf Race and the human race, and maybe there will be Elf Race and Dragon Clan, and even Beastman Race...
"There is no way, Your Majesty means, is to let the Dwarf Race be recruited according to the human recruitment standards, and then train together according to the recruits..." Dez said with a stretch and a yawn.
In the same way that Deans isn't interested in economics, Dez also finds the housekeeping stuff boring.
In his view, this kind of thing is the kind of thing that has to be done, but does nothing good. In business, this kind of thing often means not making money...
"Ironforge Grand Duke Su Molai means that he does not want to be treated differently. He hopes that his race can be treated the same as human beings. Enjoy the same treatment." Dez continued after yawning, retracting his stretched arms.
"The problem is that the military has its own considerations, and Vagron has no objection to Your Majesty's decision. Form a unit, train alone, command alone..." Deans said with a bit of depression.
"They are convenient, but there are a lot of problems on the civil affairs side." He rubbed his sore temples, feeling that the problems he faced were really a headache. .
"This kind of thing is best left to Your Majesty." Dez smiled and reminded Deans, "Sometimes, you and Vagron and Kastner drive three times. Meeting discussions are not as useful as a sentence from Your Majesty.”
“I know it’s convenient, but Your Majesty is running out of time lately.” Deans bitterly laughed, shouting the head.
Your Majesty, the emperor of Alanhill, is currently studying botany with the magicians sent by Elf Race, and looks reluctant to intervene in state affairs.
As an emperor of the empire, it's obviously a bit out of business, but before Chris has been dealing with the affairs of the empire day and night, and occasionally indulged, as the elite of the courtiers, he also persuaded something sorry.
While the two of them were talking about it, Chris was standing in a sealed lab, watching Elf Race magically spawn a new breed of Alanhill.
After a long process of singing, the crops in front of Elf Race were really gratifying, and it basically reached the state of the test field for seven days in three days.
It has been tested that the production of plants blessed by Elf Race will indeed speed up, and more than double the speed.
A beautiful Elf Race girl sang softly, her silver white hair shone softly against the magic array. The girl's curvaceous figure can indeed be called a beautiful scenery in nature.
If Elf Race can spawn plants so efficiently in outer space, then the problem of oxygen or air, and even the problem of food, seems to be easy to solve.
"The yield of this plant will be very high. When I release spell on this plant, I can feel its difference." Looking at the excellent leaves that have stretched out their leaves in front of me, release The magical Elf Race girl magician said.
This girl is just an ordinary Elf Race magician (guess it's Queen Your Majesty's face to the wall!), she withdrew her hands after releasing the magic, and stood aside with her head lowered, no longer. speak out.
Standing beside Chris, Elf Race envoy Farley further added: "I don't know what Your Majesty you are so eager for us Elf Races to produce these kinds of food crops, but I don't know. I always feel like it's overkill."
Chris waved his hand with a smile and explained, "This is actually a very important study...compared to those other Elf Races do. Things, but a lot more important."
He was referring to the troublesome jobs outside the city, restoring great splendor to Serris, the capital of the Alanhill Empire.
Elf Race has about 300 magicians on the way to help restore the original ecosystem in the Serris area of Alanhill.
In order to support the development of industrial civilization, the trees near Serris were cut down by the loggers of Alanhill.
The Serris territory, which was originally lush and green, is now either farmland or factories on the bare land, and the one by one old logging area on the hillside where only tree stumps are left, is receiving a simple decline in air quality. fact.
With the help of these Elf Races, Serris' landscaping is starting to look more and more satisfying lately.
Old polluting businesses have been forcibly relocated to other parts of Alanhill. Coupled with the improvement of greenery, it will soon return to its previous appearance.
Unknown to him, Farai was still a little unfamiliar with Chris's true intentions. He was just nodded and said to Chris, "Being able to exchange our efforts for some resources to live and work in peace, in fact, we are also very fulfilled."
After confirming that Alanhill will not provide free assistance to Elf Race, Elf Race can only accept the reality and begin to seek ways to eliminate the gap with human beings in exchange for human materials.
At the moment, this kind of cooperation is just the beginning, and both parties are also discussing the various follow-up cooperation. Chris's idea of using these high-level farmers can be said to be basically realized.
"I agree with you if you think so." Chris praised: "I hope our cooperation can continue for a long time."
"Your Majesty, The queen asked me to pay attention to the state of the war against the demons, and I am also very curious about it." Falai looked at the plants that became greener and greener under the blessing of Elf Race magic, and asked about the battle situation on the front line.
Chris didn't hold back either, confidently replied: "In all directions, we've gained the upper hand. And, I think, the advantage will soon turn into the advantage."
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In fact, there is no need for Chris to be unconfident - if it weren't for the arrival of Elf Race and Dwarf Race, now he is ready to dispatch Sky One to teach the puppet empire to be a man on the frontal battlefield.
Because of war secrets, Chris didn't tell Elf Race's envoy where Alanhill's main attack was going. He just took out the victories that Alanhill had achieved on various fronts before, to briefly explain Alanhill's winning state.
"And, in a few days, I'm going to the front line to personally end the puppet empire... Mr. Falley, you can go with me if you want." Having said that, Chris Just look at those in the container, all kinds of plants go.
Perhaps, for Chris, the magical plants in front of him are more important than the war against the puppet empire. ►
The update is here, and I still owe you two more updates. Long Ling did not forget it.
(end of this chapter)