Chapter 295: Imitation Project
One by one, the caves were cleared, and everyone immediately drove to the next Gnoll Cave, there are three Gnoll Caves that have been explored, and one has been destroyed, but the Imperials have not made any moves, as long as the Imperial Dragon Knight does not fly over to stop him personally, Kevin decided to continue.
The other gnolla cave was farther away and in the wrong direction, and had to go back the way it came. Some of the mountains are too high for wheeled chariots to climb through, so they can only go around. The journey is estimated to be more than a day, and it will definitely not be there tonight.
In the evening, the crowd camped in the wilderness, and the Don chariot was folded in half at 90 degrees, and then leaned against one side of the mountain wall. The car body and the mountain wall form a triangular gap that acts as a barrier, and people raise a bonfire in the middle to set up tents.
The space in the car was too small, and it was uncomfortable to sleep at night, so everyone decided to sleep outside, preferring to take turns on duty at night. At this time, it was still early, and it was not time to go to bed, so everyone chatted around the campfire.
"Will it rain tonight?" the little spoon looked up at the sky. Everyone knew that Kevin knew the celestial phenomena, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at him.
Kevin shook his head: "It's hard to say, this weather, it may rain or snow." β
"What do you think of this?" the little spoon wondered.
"It's mainly about the clouds, but also at the wind direction, the terrain, and so on, but it's really hard to see that way," Kevin explains, "but as long as you can feel the elements, it's a lot easier." The accumulation of water, or wind, is a clear sign of weather changes. β
"But it's not very accurate, is it?" Jack, as a mage, of course felt it most obviously.
"There's a more accurate way," Kevin replied, "and you just need to know how the elements are changing in the vicinity, and then you can make some predictions." My crow can do this, he can fly to the nearby mountains and report to me the elements, even the clouds in the sky, and I can make a weather map, so that I can make more accurate predictions. β
Everyone exclaimed, "Wow, you can also draw a weather map?"
Kevin shook his head: "No, I just had this idea. In fact, I often make mistakes in predicting the weather, but every time I use tactics, I am most sure. β
Jack nodded, "My parrot is a little less capable of sensing the elements, and may not be able to do this job." But if the whole city of the country is built in a big way......"
Speaking of China, the topic unconsciously felt heavy, and no one answered for a while, leaving the crackling sound of firewood fire in the middle.
After a long time, Sain spoke: "When will we be able to return home?"
Kevin sighed, "For now...... I can't get it back. If you have any letters, you can entrust the ambassador to mail them. β
The crowd was silent.
"Worst case scenario, we won't be able to return until the kobolds have a complete truce," Kevin continued, "but rest assured, this war won't go on forever. β
"Really?" everyone looked up, slightly confused. Isn't it that the empire needs war to sell?
"The pattern of war has changed," Kevin replied, "but the Empire seems to have completely failed to realize that when the kobolds re-fight in the spring next year, the war will be violently turbulent." Unless the Imperials take action themselves, they shouldn't be able to stop it. β
"But......" Xiao Jiu spoke, "the Imperial people can make a secret move, they hide in the car to start their skills, and the kobold can't resist it, right?"
Kevin waved his hand: "Forget it, let's talk about this kind of thing then." At the moment, we're still thinking about the current thing, and I've been thinking about it for a long time just now, but I haven't figured it out. Let's discuss together, we found the tools in the Gnoll's cave, what is there to use for us?"
Everyone was silent for a moment, but Little Spoon suddenly became excited: "Are we going to do something again?"
"I haven't figured it out yet. Kevin replied.
"But," everyone looked at Kevin with almost puzzled eyes, "you can't figure it out, and you want us to think about it?"
As if they didn't know when it would start, they didn't need to think about any tactics, they just listened to Kevin. Kevin recalled it and remembered that it should have been for them to learn Imperial Chinese. When the order was given, Kevin did tell them to leave everything else and concentrate on learning from me.
As a result, after two months, they really didn't care about anything else. Or maybe the tactics that have been successful many times have basically relied on Kevin alone, which has also led to their serious dependence.
"You must give me an opinion today, this is the order. Kevin gave the death order.
Everyone rolled their eyes and was silent for a long time, and the little spoon was the first to speak: "Let's take all the things from the gnolls, and then turn around and sell them for money......"
Xiao Jiu spoke: "Then the money is divided equally." β
"Or give Kevin the most portions, after all, he's the chief. "Little spoon port.
"Well, I'm fine. "On the side, the Fitt interface, this opening, everyone is in a circle, I have no opinion.
Kevin: "......"
"Ahem," Sain said seriously, "Actually, I'm thinking about it, it's ...... Didn't come up with it either. β
Kevin sighed and tried to analyze: "Remote area, let the gnolls make wooden handles." What's the benefit? The cost goes down, but the jackals in the wild are easy to get ended, so maybe the gnolls are just doing some offcuts, like wooden handles and stuff. β
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"So the question is, what can we do in between?" Kevin asked again.
Everyone: "......"
"Ah, I remember that I didn't practice imperial Chinese tonight, Xiao Jiu, let's practice Chinese, right?" Little Spoon suddenly turned his head and asked in imperial Chinese, "How are you?"
"I'm fine, what about you?" Xiao Jiu replied in Imperial Chinese.
"I'm good, spit. β
Kevin: "......"
I turned my head to look at everyone again, but I felt that everyone's minds were not on this. However, it is obvious that this topic is also a little too difficult, and Kevin is currently under heavy surveillance by the Empire, and secrets and the like must be strictly guarded against Kevin, and how to steal secrets in this case is too challenging.
"Forget it, Jack, talk to the ambassador and let him think about it. Kevin could only hope for the ambassador in the end.
Jack nodded in agreement, and then everyone moved on to other topics, and when they were tired, they began to rest and arrange for the night watch.
When he woke up early in the morning, Jack hurriedly came over to report: "The ambassador has sent a message, hoping that we will go back immediately." β
Kevin was stunned and asked, "Is it the meaning of the ambassador, or the meaning of the empire?"
"That's what the ambassador meant," replied Jack, "and he supposedly wants to talk to you." β
Kevin was silent for a moment and nodded: "Everyone pack up their things and prepare to withdraw." β
It would take two days to rush back from here, and Kevin was also very curious, what words could not be passed on by the parrot, but it was probably not an urgent matter, otherwise he would have said it directly. Since I asked a question last night, it's probably a discussion about that, so maybe we need to have a meeting, right?
After two days' journey, the people returned to the main city, and they were serious and rushed back to the embassy. But they were kicked out by the ambassador for the reason: they stink. I have been wandering around the field for nearly a week, I have experienced a battle, cleaned the battlefield, and I have never taken a bath, but I don't feel that others are frowning when they approach.
But it also shows that the ambassador really doesn't have anything important, otherwise who cares about such things. Kevin and the others simply relaxed, took a shower and ate happily, and regathered in the embassy in the evening.
This time, the ambassador raised his hand to set up an enchantment: "I have asked another friend to discuss what you told me. He's not here during the day, so I'll let you go take a shower first. β
Kevin nodded, "Is anyone else here?"
"Follow me. The ambassador turned and went into his room, and the crowd rushed in. I saw the ambassador raise his hand and wave, and the magic elements in his hand were rapidly arranged, and then with a click, the floor cracked.
Everyone looked at each other, not too surprised, I believe that there must be a secret room in this kind of place, otherwise Lou Baole Kingdom would be too naΓ―ve.
"This is where I send messages to the country," the ambassador took the lead entering, "Don't mess around with things on the side, it's a Δi xΓng teleportation array, which can transmit paper letters and other secrets." The fluctuations are very small, extremely difficult to detect, and certainly cannot be transmitted to people and animals. β
Kevin looked at it and immediately asked, "How much does it cost to turn it on once?"
The ambassador shook his head, and a voice came from inside: "This thing is very expensive, not as expensive as the Empire." Although we have researched it, the consumption is even greater than that of the domestic teleportation array individual, and it can only be used at critical moments, and it cannot be used in normal times. β
Everyone followed the prestige, but they saw that it was the person who had opened the training class for the strong, the third swingman in the Assassins' Guild, who was sitting at a wooden table and drinking.
"Teacher. Kevin stepped forward to greet him.
"Yes," the swinger nodded, turning his head to look at the spoon more, "you look a lot like your father." β
"Uh......" The little spoon didn't know how to answer.
"Didn't your family notice that your own daughter looks like someone else, and someone else's daughter looks like you. The swinger laughed.
Everyone: "......"
Little Spoon couldn't help but argue: "My father swapped me with someone else to protect me." Isn't it...... Ethical issues in the family. β
"I know," the swinger smiled, "I'll just complain, after all, I feel very uncomfortable to see your face." β
Everyone: "......"
"When you sent me here, one faction is ...... Forget it, it's all about me and him, and it has nothing to do with you," the swingman pulled back the topic and turned to Kevin, "Are you trying to steal the secret of the Fruit Cutting Sword?"
Kevin replied, "Yes." Maybe I've had a disease recently, and when I see something secret, I want it. β
"You should know that this secret is not something you can solve by buying a sword. The swinger replied.
"I know, I know the principles of the magic sword, but it's the craftsmanship that makes it hard," Kevin replied, "and this thing has to be taken unless they open a factory here." Originally, I thought it was unlikely, but now that I find out that the gnolls are doing hard labor, I can't help but wonder if there is any way to do this?"
The swinger shook his head: "The gnolls can only do the most superficial things, pretending to be a sword hilt or something like that, the real core magic array engraving, and the iron-striking process, they will definitely not be able to do it." The same goes for the remaining two caves, so I'll call you back first. β
Kevin spoke, "But there's one more thing we have to think about, and that's the necromancer. Under the control of humans, can zombie gnolls do a few repetitive actions like puppets, and then assemble production?"
The Swingman nodded: "Yes, but how can such an important job be easily discovered by you? They only need to hide in the Glory of the Dead map, and you will definitely not find them." Transporting materials, directly through the space ring, is extremely difficult to find. Even if you find out, you can't help it. β
Kevin sighed, the other party was right, and he must be a key protection object, and it is impossible to visit the factory or something.
"Actually, to steal this secret, you don't expect it to be done in a few days," the swingman began, "you need to take a long-term view of the plan, as far as years. β
The faces of the people couldn't help but turn dark, and the unit of measurement is years, so how long will everyone stay here? It's just that no one dares to say this now.
"What to do?" Kevin asked.
"The first step, start with imitation," said the swinger, "they eat meat, you drink some soup." They cut fruit swords, and you directly copy one. β
As he spoke, the swingman took out a handful of fruit cutting 2 and a fruit cutting 2s: "Look at these two swords? They themselves are just painted gold, and then they claim to be upgraded and come out to cheat money." So why can't we paint it ourselves? We can even open our own shop and have people who need to upgrade come over and help them upgrade at a cheaper price. β
"Also, we can make some supporting products for cutting fruit swords, such as ropes and ties on the sword, various patterned scabbards, and even some spices to plug inside, and the sword will be pulled out with a fragrance. Although the fruit cutting sword is indeed a good sword, it is a mass product after all, and everyone wants their sword to be different from others, as long as it can be advertised and the price is reasonable, someone will buy it. β
"Also, we can introduce an alternative to the blade. We all know that the fruit cutting sword is a sword handle and a sword body can be replaced, four sword handles and one sword body, four sword handles four attributes, wind, fire, water and soil, you can temporarily change clothes when needed, but there is only one sword body," the swinger showed everyone the blade, "This is the sword I have used for half a year, you can see that the blades are all small gaps." Do you know how much it costs to maintain these? The magic sword isn't something you just sharpened yourself. β
"You mean, we've come up with an alternative blade to replace this?" Kevin was a little confused, "but our craftsmanship may be a little worse......"
"No, no, the argument is that the alternative sword body is a choice. When you encounter a weak person, you can use a relatively poor sword body, and when you encounter a strong person, you can use an authentic sword body to reduce the number of times the authentic sword body is used, so as to increase the life span and reduce maintenance. The swinger replied.
Everyone was silent, thinking for a while.
"It may not make a lot of money, but it's a good transition, so that you don't have to copy it all at once and be targeted by the other side. Start with peripheral accessories and gradually enter the imitation stage. The swinger explained.
"But," the little spoon on the side interjected, "Η qΓ¬ is life, and our imitations must be very different, and at most they imitate one shape." Do the average person really pay for it?"
"You can rest assured that as long as the price is cheap enough, someone will buy it!" said the swinger with certainty, "The Fruit Cutting Sword is currently more of a status symbol, and it is too expensive for the average person to afford it." As long as the price is low, a real sword, even if there is no magic, someone will still buy it. β
There was silence for a while, and Kevin continued to ask, "And then?" He did not forget that the main purpose was to steal secrets, not to make money.
"Then there's the business practice," replied the swinger, "copying each other's high-end products and filling the low-end market in large quantities." To a certain extent, it is equivalent to squeezing the other party's market space. At the same time, we can also spread some remarks, such as that magic swords are easy to backlash, that magic swords are harmful to the body when used too much, that magic swords are not environmentally friendly, and so on. β
"What must be made clear is that the other side is a factory, not a state. The factory must prioritize profits, and if it has been making less money recently, it must find a way. At this time, we need to give them advice and let them move the core factory here. It's uncertain whether the necromancer will be involved, but either way, the cost of production here is bound to be greatly reduced, at least the freight will be saved. β
"The location of the factory is best in the princess's main city, where we can properly control it, and if the princess's main city is well governed, it is a large market, and they must not turn a blind eye. Once the factory is relocated under our noses, as long as it is long enough, no matter how tightly defended they are, they will be negligent. The security here is already poor, and it is not difficult to do something. β
"Once the secret is stolen, then we will directly launch the exact same imitation. But our prices are extremely low, we still sell genuine products as imitations, and we already have a large number of low-end users. Of course, we will lose a lot in this way, but they will lose even more. We have state funds behind us, they are just a factory, how can they play with us?"
"Their so-called high-end technology is instantly worthless, and if they want to break this situation, they must either develop new products and cut fruits 3, 4, 5, but how can new technologies be so easy to develop? If it is really so easy, they will not paint and come out again to cheat money. And even if the new technology is here, how can they ensure that it will not be stolen? If they move the factory, it will be tantamount to completely abandoning the market here. β
"Either you do it directly, then it's just me who makes a move," the swingman rubbed his hands together, his expression was a little emotional, "Actually, this is the main reason, why no one else dares to do such a good plan, the main thing is the issue of force." β
Kevin cautiously asked, "Are you sure?"
"There's no problem with self-preservation," the swingman grinned, "as long as they can't destroy me by force, then this outcome is almost predictable." Once the other factory's factory starts to decline, we can even directly poach their talent and buy them directly. If they die, we can even condemn them for copying our products!"
Everyone was shocked, and Kevin couldn't help blurting out: "Why are you so skilled?"
The ambassador on the side interjected: "How can there be such an ideal, the national strength is here, and it is fortunate to be able to get the technology, and it is too exaggerated to condemn the opponent." The other side is not the only market here. β
"Yes," the swinger calmed down from his rambling speech, "I've just said that, don't take it too seriously." β
Everyone looked at each other, and Kevin turned around and asked, "How do you feel about this plan?"
There was silence for a while, and no one spoke.
"I think it's good," Kevin nodded, "at least not dead." It's just the specifics, and they still need to be discussed. β
The ambassador interjected: "Kevin, you can assist in this plan, just tΓ gΓ²ng intelligence and so on." You can't be the mastermind, you can't just let the swingers do it. β
Kevin was surprised: "Is it because I didn't come up with this plan?"
"No, mainly the latest regulations of the king," replied the ambassador, "and the army shall not be allowed to do business." β
Kevin: "......"