After the complete occupation of the Norma region, the Thracian army came to a temporary halt. It's not that Duke Elantz doesn't want to be motivated, but she needs to spend some time arranging the next step in her march.

The army needs to consume a lot of money and food, although the Norma natural danger has turned into a smooth road, but if you rely on the transportation of supplies from Thrace, the logistical pressure is too great.

In order to reduce logistical pressure, she is presiding over a series of meetings to bargain with the former Molai nobles who have surrendered to Chengcheng and discuss the issue of paying for them.

She didn't need the former Molai people to charge for her, but the army needed food, people, and salaries...... In these respects, she needed to let the new Thracian nobles share more in order to relieve her pressure.

While the meeting, which involved a lot of money and materials, was in full swing, some visitors came from the desert on the border between Thrace and Morocco.

Because of the lack of wind in the last two days, the neighborhood on the eastern edge of the Golden City is very clean today, and the owner of Aaron Walter sits bored in his grocery store, staring blankly into the distance, as if he is a fool.

In fact, he is using the system-assisted functions to calculate some relevant data for the next experiment.

At this moment, he heard the sound of hurried horses' hooves from far and near, and then stopped at the door, in front of the small shop, and stopped almost twenty horses in one breath, and the knights on the horses were all well-armed, and at a glance he knew that he had money and ability.

The leader is a young man in his twenties, somewhat handsome, and looks very energetic. He dismounted, looked at the signboard carefully, nodded, and asked, "Is Master Aaron Walter there?"

Aaron came to his senses, got up and replied, "I'm Aaron Walter, but ...... I'm not a master. ”

The young man suddenly laughed, and smiled politely: "May I ask, someone once took a few wolf-shaped synthetic beasts to the Norma region and put them into actual combat, and those few synthetic beasts ...... Did you make it?"

Aaron nodded, but sighed secretly in his heart.

When Yunero and the others went to the Norma Line, he sent four synths in addition to a slime soft armor. These synths are all wolf-like, with varying effects, including scout-type, main-fight, ranged, and berserker ...... He had a lot of hopes for these synths, but when it came time to fight, he realized that they were far less effective than those of small-scale testing.

In the face of the regular army, his synthetic beasts couldn't withstand it at all, except for one "Leping" who could quickly recover by devouring flesh and blood, and held on a few more battles, the rest were almost defeated in the first battle.

This frustration made him regret, and he changed the direction of his research and turned to slimes as the focus of his research.

But he didn't expect that after such a long time, someone would come to him for those few synthetic beasts.

The young man naturally didn't know what he was thinking, and smiled more politely: "I heard that these synthetic beasts of yours can be mass-produced, right?"

Aaron nodded: "If it's just that kind of wolf-type synthetic beast, the technology is basically mature." As long as there are enough materials, mass production can be achieved. ”

“...... So how much does it cost on average to mass produce each one, and how much time does it take?" the young man asked.

Aaron asked rhetorically, "There are four types of wolf-type synths, which one are you asking?"

"It's the type that can quickly recover from injuries by devouring flesh. ”

"The raw materials are a wolf and a bottle of potion, and when I first developed it, it cost about five thousand gold coins. Aaron said, "But the technology has basically matured, and if you make it now, it will only cost about five hundred gold coins." ”

"What if we could provide a lot of material?" the young man asked.

"It's simpler. Aaron replied, "You produce the materials, I just need to produce the magic and time." ”

He thought about it for a moment and said, "If you need to produce it in large quantities, you need to build a biotransformation factory, and after the factory is built, the cost will be just a wolf and no more than 10 gold coins of materials." ”

The young man was immediately refreshed: "How long does it take to build a factory like that?"

"If you have enough money, maybe two or three months. ”

"Money is not a problem!" said the young man, his eyes lit up, and then he asked, "Is it all that is needed for money?"

"Just make that kind of wolf talk...... Indeed, as long as the money is enough. ”

"Would you like to accept our offer to become a senior advisor to the Moraine Merchant Federation, to build such a factory for us, and to preside over the mass production of this synth?"

Aaron frowned and looked at the other party.

The young man immediately understood what he meant, and introduced himself: "My name is Brev Sellers, and I am the second son of the Duke of Sales. My father has a high opinion of your research and would like to invite you to join the Federation and help us create a large number of synths against the mighty Thracians. ”

He paused slightly, saw the obvious disinterest in Aaron's eyes, and hurriedly added: "We will provide you with enough money and honorable treatment to make you absolutely satisfied!"

"I don't have much interest in money. Aaron replied, "As a scientist, I'm interested in doing research - if you can provide me with a research institute where I can be disturbed and can carry out research without being disturbed, and help you build a synthetic beast factory." ”

"Then it's settled!" said Brev happily, "whether it's a research institute or a factory, there is no problem! We just want to get to work sooner...... To tell you the truth, the current situation in the Federation is very bad, and we need to hurry. ”

"Since time is so tight, why didn't you come to me sooner?"

Brev smiled awkwardly: "We didn't notice this at all before, until the news of the death of the warrior Yunero reached Molai not long ago, and someone learned more about his life, and we found out about those synthetic beasts......"

Aaron was stunned for a moment and said, "Yunero, he's dead?"

"Falling off a cliff, there are no bones left...... Of course, maybe he didn't die, after all, he had fallen off a cliff once before. "If he comes back alive, our Federation is willing to give him a handsome compensation." But...... Let's start with the Synthesizer Factory, after all, if the Federation dies, there will be nothing. ”

Aaron nodded, packed up his things a little, and followed Brev to the carriage he had bought for the moment, and hurried in the direction of Port Molai.

When they left the Golden City, Aaron, who seemed to be asleep in the carriage alone, had a red light on his hand.

With a roar and a sound of collapse, the former grocery store was reduced to rubble, and then a raging fire ignited, wiping out all clues.