Magni looked at the drawings and didn't pay much attention to the armor, but thought of another direction: "This young human priest is from a civilian background, which means that there will be no think tank behind him, and Gavin Rad and Tirio are also old acquaintances, so they probably didn't come up with it." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoJudging from the recent news, from the fall of Lordaeron to the reconquest, in less than two years, the prototype of a new country has been established in 'quietly', although it is in ruins, but the people and leaders are full of confidence, it has one more indescribable thing than other countries, perhaps it can be called ---- vitality! The dwarves also had such an age, the time of Madolan! ’

"Magni?" Mecatok was looking at him with an inquiry, the legal documents in front of him had been signed with the name of the master craftsman and the lacquered seal of Nomorigan.

Picking up the pen and hesitating again, Magni signed his name and stamped the Iron Drill and Warhammer seal representing Ironforge.

"The legal documents have been signed." Benny took the papers from the two of them. "Two automatically became members of the Supreme Council of the 'Joint Development Research Department'."

"30 master craftsmen, 50 mineral exploration teams, and 500 craftsmen." Magni knew what Benny was thinking most right now.

"That's a great help, Your Majesty Magni." Benny stood up and saluted. "Of course, there is also the Great Craftsman, but ---- I have a small request."

"Please."

"I need to build a military industrial complex in Lordaeron to produce the results of the research of the 'Research Department.'" Benny pointed to Velen and Kael'thas. "It's hard to do this on our three clans alone, and I need the help of Nomorigen and Ironforge."

"Industrial area?" Mecatok and Magni glanced at each other, except for the gnomes, the other races have no concept of 'industry' at all!

"Just like the mechanical assembly area in Nomorigan, I want to make weapons as efficiently as possible without sacrificing the quality of equipment."

"Are you going to fight?" Magni frowned.

"Alsace is still entrenched in Northrend, Your Majesty Magni." Benny bowed slightly. "He must be eliminated, it's not just our problem, you should have heard from your warriors what they say about those undead----- they are a plague, a plague capable of sweeping the entire world!" Magni nodded, agreeing to this, his brother, but 'dead' at the hands of that traitor in Arthas!

"Do you have plans for an industrial zone?" Mecatok asked. "I mean---- what size of industrial zone do you want to build?"

"It doesn't need to be big, but it has to be comprehensive." Benny pulls out a drawing from the space pack and unfolds it. "This is the Stratholme area." His hand tapped the map. "This is Talon, and I plan to build an industrial area here, where the mountains on both sides will be bulldozed if they are too low, and the caves will be dug high. I hope to be able to build a factory that can meet the military needs of our three tribes, a factory of streamlined production. ”

"Streamlining?" Mecatok had never heard the word.

"Don't you know?" Benny is a little strange, the gnomes are already using streamlined or even partially automated production lines! In his previous life, he had seen those dwarf factories with fully automated robots working! "It is the division of parts and manufacturing, and finally the two are combined into one. Isn't this exactly how Normregen produces machinery? ”

"We're just starting this model -----, and we haven't even completely addressed some of the issues that have arisen." Mecatok looked at Benny, his eyes flashed with a strange light, this priest, it seems that something is 'wrong'!

"Ahem." Benny cleared his throat, his face unchanged. "I saw this model in the machinery assembly area of Nomorigen, and your machinery has a clear division of labor from beginning to end during production, and it is as smooth as flowing water, so I call it the 'assembly line production mode'."

"How do you solve the difficulty of the quality degradation of large machinery during the production of 'assembly line'?" Mecatok asked suddenly.

"Machines like goblin lumbersaws can be used to do jobs that require heavy physical labor." In previous lives, both the dwarf and the goblin did this, and the dwarf and the goblin have been in communication since ancient times, and he had seen the goblin harvester in Nomorigan.

Mecatok laughed, "You know, more than the average technician, are you sure you're a priest and not an engineering technician?" ”

Benny shrugged, the light on his forehead flickering.

"Okay." Mecatok turned to Magni and nodded, and the two exchanged eye contact.

"We can help you set up that so-called 'industrial zone,' but -----," Magni said, touching his red beard. "It can be hard to help completely 'unpaid', you know, both Ironforge and Nomorigen are having some difficulty right now, especially Nomorigan."

"Of course." Benny nodded. "I wonder what you two need in exchange?"

Magni glanced at Mecatok, and the master craftsman said, "What about those muskets?" ”

"You mean 'HL-A musket'?" Benny asked.

"No, it's the kind of musket used by Lady Windranger's rangers, muskets studded with purple crystals." Mecatok said. "We need a rough ----," he said, glancing at Magni, who raised his thick open palms, and Mecatok continued, "We need 5,000 muskets like that!" In exchange for helping you set up an 'industrial zone'! ”

"This is impossible, Master Craftsman." Benny shook his head. "We're only the Ranger with the 'HL-B Musket'! There are no 5,000 in the whole of Stratholme! ”

"After your factory is built, you can give it to us." Mecatok said.

"Who's going to make the materials?"

"Of course it's you."

"Do you know how much those muskets cost?!" Benny shook his head helplessly. "10 gold coins, that's just the price of metal and enchantment materials, not counting the manpower it takes. You know, the purple crystals you're talking about are only found in the Draenei! I can't agree to your request. ”

"Guys, we're not merchants!" Kael'thas finally spoke, a good alliance meeting, how the style of painting has changed abruptly, and it has become a bargaining between vendors!

Benny glanced at Kael'thas and motioned for him to be calm, but Kael'thas opened his mouth but still didn't speak, while Veren sat quietly on the sidelines, his eyes closed like a lazy old man. (To be continued.) )