"Well, my lord, did you leave us some ore too, and what are we going to do next when you move all the ore?"

Fawkes was embarrassed to say to Il, in fact, he was no longer wary of this lord, after all, this lord has such magical powers, it is very simple to steal the ore from the mine silently, but he is still willing to pay so many gold coins, and said that he wants to provide very useful information.

Ilr looked at Fawkes's tangled appearance that he was not satisfied with but didn't dare to say directly, and couldn't help but feel funny, of course he would show him the way, these worries were useless.

"I can't help you, although I bought your ore, and other merchant groups still have ore, won't you go to other merchant groups to buy them, if you don't sell them, you will fool them into selling them, do you know?"

Before Fawkes could react, Ill continued.

"Now no one except you knows that war is about to break out on the mainland, if you can buy the stocks of armor and iron weapons in the hands of the major merchant groups at a low price, then the countries will buy weapons, how much they will sell is not up to you. ”

Fawkes saw the lord's treacherous expression on his face for the first time, and he immediately understood the meaning of what he said, and he could even imagine the princes and nobles rushing to come to the Wildfire Traders to buy equipment.

Yir patted Fawkes on the shoulder to express his attention and trust in Fawkes, and cautiously took out a bag, opened the package and inside was a ruby the size of a red palm, Fawkes looked at Yir in surprise with a big mouth, this gem is absolutely valuable after polishing, does he want to take out such a valuable gem and sell it?

"Here you go. ”

W-What? Did he just say...... 'Here you go'?

"I didn't have any ambiguity when I saw you holding a gold coin in the house before, but now you don't dare to take it if you are given a gem?"

Yir directly stuffed this palm-sized ruby with the flannel wrapped in it into Fawkes's arms, the gem that Fawkes was holding in his hand felt a little hot, he carefully wrapped the gem and put it in his arms, this gem, not to mention the ore, is more than enough to buy these mines plus all his own industries!

"My lord, are you going to give it to me?"

"I didn't say that, you found a place to sell, and the money from the sale was even if I took a stake in your wildfire business, understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

With this treasure, Fawkes will have enough money to buy the iron tools of other merchants, and Il hopes that the Wildfire Merchants can achieve a military monopoly and become the largest merchant group on the Bigg continent, and become his partner.

After all, no matter how much money Pigs left behind, it will run out one day, and if there is no corresponding wealth created, a large number of gold coins will inevitably lead to an increase in prices, which is like a disaster for ordinary people, so only a reasonable circulation of money can create vitality for the market.

"Your name, sir, can you tell me?"

Fox asked his last question, wondering what kind of man could do such things.

Il just smiled.

"Wait, there will be a day when you will be told. ”

In this way, Il scavenged all the ore of the Wildfire Merchants and brought it back to the territory of Nicholas in the Kingdom of Otos, and at the same time, Adorno and his group also successfully completed the task and returned, plus the recruitment of workers has been completed, everything is ready, and it is time to start work!

It took Il all night to finally draw the design of the wind farm plant that had been in his mind, and the next day he drew the design of the steel plant, and when he handed the drawings one by one to Adorno, he had a happy smile on his face that Adorno had never seen before.

Of course, Ilr didn't sit idle because he had finished drawing the drawings, he had to solve the threat of death Morris for the workers before they got to work, so he consulted a lot of literature about Warcraft, and finally found out the weakness of Death Morris, in addition to their weak heads, they also hated the smell of salted fish, so Il specially asked Omina to make a large number of salted fish for Adorno to wear on their bodies.

Adorno was in charge of the construction and management of the factory, and on the third day he and a dozen of his companions set off to the sand and gravel area with the contracted workers.

Wind power plants not only require a large area of land and a steady stream of strong winds, but also a lot of steel and magnets, and the establishment of steel plants is relatively easy, so the two factories are built at the same time, and the power station needs to be built after the steel mill can be put into production.

The materials to be used in the steel plant are mainly iron ore, coke and limestone, and the high-temperature furnace should use ceramics as the furnace wall, and add some scrap steel or other alloys to the fuel to form an oxidative and exothermic reaction furnace, so that the furnace temperature reaches 2,000 degrees, and the problem is how to provide wind power continuously at the air outlet.

There is no way to use a blower without electricity, and there is no way to build a power station from steel, and when Adorno reports the problem to Il, an urgent secret letter arrives from the distant country of Tamu, addressed to the masked Lord Electrolux.

My dear Electrolux,

From the moment you went to the battlefield to fight for your country, I guessed that you would return triumphantly, but what I never expected was that you would be away for so long this time, I wonder if you have forgotten your loveliest old friend?

My father has been very worried about his health recently, and the situation in the country is not clear, so every night I begin to feel that our days together are so carefree, and I don't have to worry about whether the sun will rise as usual tomorrow. There is one more thing I have to tell you with great difficulty, although my territory is in my care for the time being, your people have always wanted to see what their true lords look like, and they need true lords to take care of their lives, and this is the third time I have received such a letter this month.

As for the drawings and recipes you sent last time, I asked Hachi to study and try to make them, but for some reason I couldn't successfully achieve the effect described in your letter, maybe something went wrong.

In summary, your friends, fellow inmates, and the people miss you very, very, very much, and I wonder when you will return to me.

Your dearest friend, Alan