After a simple but decent dinner, the visitors from Cecil visited the Typhon camp, visited the barracks, towers and walls shaped by magical power, and visited the barrier under construction "Secondary Tower" and a large-scale mage area. After this reception, the sunlight behind the dirty clouds gradually approached the horizon. Before nightfall, Gawain and others were led to the "guest room" in the Rosetta Palace. ".
The so-called guest rooms are also made of stones shaped by magic. The gray materials are no different from other buildings in this pinnacle base, but the owner of this place obviously found a way to improve the guest rooms with additional decorations. The taste and comfort of the "artificial stone house" are offset by tapestries, shag carpets and large-scale oil paintings full of Typhon style. In his own room, Gawain also saw a complete set of exquisite wooden furniture. , gold-inlaid porcelain, silver lampstands and a collection of books enough to pass the time - as a pinnacle base adjacent to the wasteland of Gondor, having such a room can be considered luxurious.
After the waiter announced the time and place of dinner, Gawain closed the door and came to the bookshelf on the west side of the room, with Amber's figure emerging next to him.
At least the half-elf lady is doing her duty at the moment: "No surveillance objects were found, and the shadow forces nearby are also very calm."
"Of course not, Rosetta? Gusdu is not so rash and reckless - it is not that easy to spy on a legend secretly," Gawain said casually, while his eyes swept over the bookshelf, "..."A Brief Account of the Changes in Heraldry in the Northern Continent"... ...If I rely on this kind of thing to pass the boring time, I'm afraid it will only make me more bored."
Hu Huo looked at Gawain up and down, and after pondering for a long time, he couldn't help but said: "To be honest, I can't understand you today..."
"What aspect can't you understand?" Gawain had already expected that the half-elf must be holding back his questions, and he also expected that the other party would be holding them back. He couldn't help but said with a smile after hearing the words.
Hubo opened her mouth, as if she was about to ask a question, but at the last second before speaking, she bit her lips hard, looked around quickly, and finally puffed up her face: "I Don't ask!"
Gao Wen was stunned, and the smile on his face suddenly changed to a hint of relief: "Very good"
You can never underestimate others, and you can never treat strangers. Losing vigilance in the environment, no matter how many times you check, you still have to keep the last secret. Facts have proved that this half-elf is definitely not stupid if he is really willing to use his brain.
After complimenting Amber casually, Gawain turned his attention away from the books that did not interest him, and asked casually in a relaxed manner: "About this camp. , what do you think?"
He knew that Amber must have seen most of the camp, whether the Typhons took them to visit or not, and she also He must have recorded many more details than others can see.——This guy's frontal combat effectiveness is not very good, but only when he is a detective, he still has great merits.
What he wants to say to Amber after this will no longer involve long-term plans or secrets, and he won't worry about being overheard.
Amber thought for a while and said bluntly: "In my opinion, the Typhonians are really rich, so rich, so rich!!"
"Oh. ?”
“You should also be able to tell that this camp is almost entirely shaped by magical power. I checked the situation in their camp and the mage area, and I confirmed that they are gathered here. There are at least 800 low-level to mid-level mages. The task of these extraordinary people here is to 'build a house.'" Amber said seriously, "Relying on these mages, the construction speed of this base should not be slower than our base. , the efficiency in all aspects is no worse than ours, and may even be more efficient."
"Typhon began to implement the systematic and professional management of extraordinary people more than ten years ago, and combined various methods. Extraordinary power is used for production and development. They also modeled on the newborn screening system of the ancient Gondor Empire and actively cultivated extraordinary people from all the people and from infants. This resulted in their overall number of extraordinary people being almost twice that of Ansu, and they also There is an extremely advanced management system to ensure that all extraordinary beings are registered and have their own responsibilities," Gawain said unhurriedly, "Most of the mages you see here should be called 'engineering mages' ', they have been trained in a targeted manner from the beginning of their exposure to magical power, and almost all of the spells they master are related to construction. Within Typhon, there are tens of thousands of similar 'professional mages'."
Amber's eyes widened and she was speechless for a moment: "..."
Gawain glanced at her amusedly: "What are you thinking?"
"What do you think? If I commit treason now, will they accept me?"
"How about you give it a try?"
Hubo shrank: "No, I'm afraid of being beaten to death."
Gawain smiled, not paying attention to this little joke, and commented casually: "As you can see, Typhon is indeed very strong, but on the other hand... they are not very smart either."
Amber blinked, and had already guessed what Gawain meant: "You think they are wasteful, right..."
"Yes, a huge waste - scientific researchers were actually They were used on the construction site," Gawain shook his head with a look of regret, "The mage is a researcher, a person who makes inventions and creations, how can they be wasted on the construction site! Let me tell you, they shouldn't be used as a battlefield? The combat power should not be used as labor in the production process, but should be sent to the laboratory.
"You saw eight hundred mages here, and they can build a base no faster than us! The mechanization of our country is slow, even faster than ours, but if you leave it to me, I will turn these eight hundred mages into researchers, let them study more advanced magic machinery, more advanced alchemy materials, and develop methods that can transform them technology of highly effective spells that are widely replicated, and thenI can extend these technologies to the hands of 800,000 ordinary workers, so that each worker can be as efficient as an 'engineering mage'. This is the correct way to use knowledge. "
Amber blinked. In Gawain's short outlook and description, she finally intuitively felt where the real power of "Magic Industry" lies.
Gawain took a breath, and after speaking righteously, he couldn't help but shake his head and said: "However, there is a problem, a very real problem that is bothering us..."
"What problem? ? "
"As you just said, Typhon is so rich, so rich...with money, people, and resources..." Gawain sighed, "We can indeed use eight The technical achievements of a hundred mages are used to 'arm' 800,000 workers, and Typhon... I'm afraid they can really bring out 800,000 engineering mages..."
Amber: "... "
Gawain sighed: "This is called money ability. "
Amber looked dull: "Currency ability...can it still be described in this way..."
There is no word "banknote" in this world, so Gawain directly used " The word "currency" and the word "skill" were used to create the word "money ability" in the next life. Obviously, Kohaku understood its meaning.
So, after understanding the true source of power of the magic industry , Amber also understood why Gawain still regarded Typhon as the most powerful and terrifying enemy even if he had mastered such a weapon as Magic Industry.
She glanced at Gawain, vaguely aware. I know one thing.
No matter what kind of business this man who raised the coffin wants to do with Emperor Typhon, whether he wants to take the initiative to accept Typhon’s cotton dumping, or whether he wants to help the Typhon people build the railway, His only purpose next...
It is to deal with the "money power" of the Typhons
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The snow is flying in the winter, and the whole year is over. The coldest season has descended on this land.
In the Holy Spirit Plain, in an unknown village half a day's ride from Baisong Town, the snow has reached the feet, but this snowfall is just the beginning. The falling snowflakes are still falling.
This pure white gift from heaven covers everything indiscriminately, blurring the fields and ravines, blurring the roads and wastelands, and blurring the boundaries between heaven and earth. The nameless village seems to be like this. A pile of stones in the snow, man-made buildings are being covered in silvery white bit by bit in the falling snow. In this dangerously cold day, every household has closed its doors and windows, and sealed every hole in the dilapidated wall. To prevent the loss of precious heat, people hide indoors that can protect themselves from the wind and snow. While conserving their energy and heat, they look forward to a safe winter while listening anxiously to every creaking noise coming from the roof.
The village in the snow was silent.
However, under the snow, in the cellar of a longhouse, a secret meeting was taking place.
< p>Cheap and inferior candles are placed in a mottled and shabby placeOn the long table, the flickering candlelight made the entire cellar shadowy. There were pots, daggers, stone flakes and other objects on the long table, and some kind of red paint painted strange and eerie magic symbols and chilling images on the table. Around the long table, a dozen shabby figures were sitting solemnly in the candlelight, and a dozen pairs of eyes with hidden fanaticism were watching the two figures beside the long table.The two figures were quite tall, wearing gray and black shabby blouses, with iron death amulets hanging around their necks, looking like corpse draggers.
"Brothers and sisters, the day of escape from suffering is coming..."
One of the corpse draggers opened his hands and said as if preaching.
"Suffering man, accept this gift!"
Another corpse dragger bent down and prayed devoutly while picking up some kind of liquid from the table. clay pot.
People around the long table stood up one after another, with some kind of expectation and some kind of enthusiasm, and came to the table one after another, letting the man holding a clay pot and wearing a gray and black smock People smear dark red liquid from clay pots on their foreheads.
"After receiving this gift... you will be able to escape from these days of suffering. Without waiting for death or the next life, the kingdom of heaven on earth is just around the corner..."
"Those who escape from suffering will Days..."
"Heaven on earth..."
"Just around the corner..."
The sounds of chants and prayers come and go in this secret cellar. Echoing, and above the cellar, in the long house standing in the wind and snow, a few pairs of cold and vigilant eyes were clinging to the narrow slits of the window panels, staring at the world in the wind and snow.
In the surrounding houses, in almost every house in the village, the same cold and vigilant eyes are posted behind every window.
......
Eastern part of the Holy Spirit Plain, Solinburg.
Snowflakes are also falling on this land.
A team of knights entered the city in the afternoon. They were brightly armored and well-equipped. Even the horses were covered in the highest quality wire mail and wore amulet neck braces that could soothe the spirit and enhance endurance. They rode horses from the widest main entrance avenue, and everyone along the way - including the patrolling soldiers - immediately chose to retreat in awe after seeing the emblems on these knights.
Those emblems with the image of crossed black swords are the marks of Silas Lauren, Duke of the East.
At the head of the team, the armored young Marquis Belk Laurent controls the speed of his horse and also the speed of the entire team to prevent any rude behavior. The men injured pedestrians along the street (although there were almost no pedestrians on the street on this snowy day). At the same time, he raised his head and looked at the towering castle on the high ground not far away.
After staying in the safe rear for so long, I spent the whole day either dealing with those annoying local nobles or watching the Cecil people blow up the white sand hills bit by bit (nowAfter he suspected that the Cecil people might even plan to blow up the place into a white sand mine), Belk felt that his patience and energy would be worn out sooner or later, but fortunately, he finally received the order to return to Solin. Castle.
The young Marquis straightened his back and greeted all eyes with the most impeccable knightly posture - even if there were no people surrounding him. He looked at the winter streets, thinking about what he needed to report after meeting his father and Prince Edmund.
The situation in the White Sand Hills must be reported at any time. The Cecil people want to build a new road. This matter must be informed by His Highness in time. In addition, banditry in the two territories must be reported. In addition to the situation of pacification, there are also cases where the lower class nobles do not conscientiously implement the "Serf Freedom Decree" and the "Land Exchange Law".