Dwarves are skilled in forging, not manufacturing, and they can make swords that sharpen iron like clay and gears that never wear, but do you want them to build the super mining machinery on the earth - electric shovels?

That's almost impossible to do.

Just looking at a sketch of the principle drawn by Philip made Gary dizzy, and if he really had to do the design, Gary would have ripped all the beard off his chin.

However, if you can't build an electric shovel, the mining speed of the Magic Electric Chamber of Commerce will not be able to go up, and it will be difficult to maintain the rapid growth of the Chamber of Commerce just by relying on the more than 100 magic crystals recovered every day.

In Philip's vision, only if the Magic Electrical Chamber of Commerce is strong enough to monopolize the magic crystal market in the province of Gallia, it is possible to have the ability to protect itself when someone wants to fight him in the future. At that time, if anyone wants to do something against the Magic Electric, they will have to face the countless mages in the province of Gallia who are angry because of the magic crystal.

The so-called too big to be poured is such a truth.

Now the production of magic crystals has not been able to increase for a long time, and the development of the Magic Electric Chamber of Commerce is an empty word.

It takes a long process to recover the empty magic crystal, and the magicians who have bought the magic crystal in the Magic Electrical Chamber of Commerce will know that they are recycling the empty magic crystal here, they left from Lobit, completed their own series of things to do, and then returned here, and sold their used magic crystals to the Magic Electric Chamber of Commerce, such a cycle is very long, Lobit itself does not have any magic industry, most of the magicians here are passers-by, when they return here, maybe three or four months have passed, Five months, or even a year or two.

Now, the most practical thing is to get the idea into this magic crystal mine, but, relying on the existing manpower?Philip looked at the High Elves who came out of the mud in black......

Gary thought for a moment and said, "But, my lord, there is a race that may be able to make this thing you envisioned. ”

"Oh, which race?"

"Goblins!"

"Goblins?"

Philip's head is about the same height as the dwarves, but extremely thin, with a long nose and pointed ears, if the dwarf's appearance is more human, then the goblin's appearance is more like the monster, in short, from a human point of view, the goblin looks strange.

"Aren't they extinct a long time ago?" Philip said with a frown, in ancient times, goblins once created an extremely brilliant engineering civilization, but for some reason, they were suddenly destroyed, and the history of the destruction of the goblin empire is still unknown, and since that time, goblins who are good at making all kinds of strange machines have disappeared in the long river of history.

Delia jumped to Philip's side, her little nose curled, "That's what you don't know, some remote places, and underground shijie have goblins, and this sword of mine is made of goblins." ”

Delia took off one of her short swords and held them across her chest, I don't know where she touched the mechanism, the tail of the dagger also protruded a sharp blade, and then with a whoosh, the diamond-shaped tip flew out and nailed to a wooden cabinet in the room, and the end of the sword was still trembling up and down.

Philip's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Delia's arm and said, "Where is the goblin who helped you build this short sword?"

Delia pouted, "I don't know, I bought it from a goblin who occasionally passes by our tribe, and I don't know where it came from." ”

Philip sighed and let go of Delia, the hope he had just mentioned was dashed again.

At this time, Gary spoke, "My lord, actually, you might as well pray to the Goddess of Hope, I remember someone once said that the goblins collectively changed their faith in the Goddess of Hope when the ancient goblin empire was about to fall. ”

The people in the conference room all looked at Philip, which made the Earl's scalp tingle, and the last thing he wanted to face now was his wife......

Returning to the Lord's Mansion with apprehension, he hurriedly glanced at the report that had been passed from the family's eyes in Africa, and Philip only glanced at the news of the anger of Governor Ivy of Galia.

Philip was more worried about his wife's anger than his boss's possible retaliation.

Regardless of the identity of the goddess Katrina, in this relationship with Katrina, Philip is indeed the wrong party, fell in love with someone's mother, and found a lover during the promise, if it was the twenty-sixth century earth where women's power was extremely powerful, Philip would probably go to prison.

However, Philip is not the kind of person to escape, the man takes out a small glass bottle from the bedside table in the bedroom and pours a clear, odorless liquid into his mouth, which is a sleeping pill made of herbs that can put Philip into a deep sleep, and if he is lucky, Katrina will appear in Philip's dreams.

Back in bed, as soon as he lay down, Philip felt a thick sleepiness coming over him, and Grace's voice seemed to drift from afar.

"Philip, are you back?"

Too late to answer, Philip fell into a deep sleep.

The door to the room was pushed open, and Grace walked in softly, only to find the bedroom empty, and the Marquisess had a questioning expression on her face, "Strange, I heard the sound of his footsteps." ”

When Philip woke up again, the sight in front of him made his blood drip directly from his nasal cavity!

Katrina, who was as smooth as jade, was lying on the soft big bed, and several young and beautiful girls were pressing on the goddess's body with their slender jade hands, her long silver-white hair was tucked aside, and her slender neck looked noble and abnormal.

Katrina tilted her head sideways, saw Philip appear in her temple, and waved the maidens back. The girl dressed in white climbed out of bed, placed the massage oil neatly on the bedside table, and walked backwards out, no one would glance at Philip, as if Philip had never been here.

A slender hand like a tender onion pointed at Philip, and the goddess looked at her husband with a lazy and charming expression: "You come." "There is infinite tenderness in the star-like eyes.

At this moment, Philip seemed to return to his days on earth, two happy young people, one of whom massaged the other after a busy week of work.

Warm, warm, that loving room seemed to overlap with the goddess's dormitory.

PS: There will be a single chapter in the evening, thank you, xiexie has always cared for and helped my friends!