Chapter 150: Divide and Merge
Adjani gasped and crawled to the edge of the bed, how arrogant she was before, how embarrassed she was now. Adjani hurriedly poured a large mouthful of water impatiently, and then sighed faintly.
"Whew! You born bad seed! If I hadn't watched you grow up, I would have thought you like a devil born from hell. How can you do that."
Adjani's words came to an abrupt halt, and she saw that Franz was now dressed and washed as if nothing had happened. It's just that the mess of a place and the atmosphere of youth in the house can't be hidden.
Franz glanced at the white greasy who was slumped on the bed, and said in his heart that this was his [physiological health defense class], although Franz had not practiced, but his theoretical knowledge was rich.
After all, Franz, who has been a man for two lifetimes, is already as old as 40 years old, but he still says it seriously.
"Who are you going to take over your job?"
"Rest assured, I've removed those hidden dangers for you, and the entire Violet Knights are now full of the Habsburgs and your fanatical followers.
Fleglova, Miss Mia ArtiΓ¨res and Miss Karena will take over my role as I am. β
As a former principal dancer in the theater, Fleglova had no difficulty in socializing and gathering information, and the stereotype of a gypsy made her better suited to the job.
Mia Artiaces is the eldest lady of Artiaces Bank, but it is better to call it Artiaces Mining Bank now, because the elder Artiaces (Jacob Artiace) accepted Franz's offer.
As the black glove of the Austrian Imperial industry, it was difficult for him not to make money. Atiaces Bank has been up and down in business and politics for many years, and Mia Atiaces still has the ability to be the main helper of the old Atiaces.
Moreover, as Jews who converted to Catholicism, they did not have many paths to choose, so their loyalty was relatively reliable.
Karena's name Franz is like thunder.
"Giant Bear, Karina?"
"Well, I think Miss Karena is well suited for the position of Squire, and she is much more secure than Colonel Bordeaux."
Truly. Can you feel insecure? A woman who can strangle a gray wolf at the age of 10, a height of 180 at the age of 14, and a burglar who broke into her home by pushing a piano in extreme anger at the age of 16.
At this time, this giant bear has a height of 201 and a weight of 140 kilograms, if she was born in ancient times, wearing heavy armor, and taking a mace of twenty or thirty pounds, she is definitely a role that cannot be opened.
In fact, the two-handed weapon 10~15 kg is already very heavy, the author is also a perennial exercise, once waved a 5.5 kg (11 kg) knife with one hand, on the wrist bone dislocation.
Use and be able to pick up are completely two concepts, consciously born with divine power can try to lift is already very physically demanding, if you add inertia when swinging, generally speaking, you can't hold it at all.
"It's just that no matter how strong you are, you can't stop the bullets."
Franz gave Adjani a helpless look, who smiled.
"You can wear body armor and hold a bulletproof shield in your hand, anyway, those things you designed can't be held by normal people."
In the face of Adjani's complaints, Franz was unmoved.
However, the body armor and bulletproof shield designed by Franz now do have a problem, that is, in the absence of Kelarf fiber and high-strength nylon, even if the bullet cannot penetrate the steel plate, the ricochet without long eyes is also very dangerous.
"It's probably about prevention. It's still a shame to be attacked in your own country. β
Although Franz loved watching gunfight movies, he didn't want to get involved in them at all.
"I think you'll be more noticeable that way."
Franz sighed helplessly.
"Do you have to go?"
"Do you think it's safe to stay with you?"
Adjani stood up and limped to the bathroom, but Franz was silent.
Adjani continued: "Do you know how many assassinations I have suffered? β
In fact, Franz can still understand this situation, after all, some things will involve the interests of many people.
"17 times. It's really hard for you. β
"Humph! Wrong, sixty-three times. β
She opened the rain and let out a long breath.
"What a wicked have I done! In the past, I only encountered it twice when I was in the Polish Restoration Army! What about acting for the government? Sixty-three times!
When I see a tray or flowers, I subconsciously dodge for fear that there is a gun or a dagger or bomb hidden inside. β
"It's hard for you."
Franz didn't follow him into the bathroom, but said with a slight guilt outside.
"If you're in trouble, you can always come to me."
"No, you're the biggest trouble for me. I don't think we'll see each other again, I'm going to a place far enough away from you. β
"Okay, you can write a letter."
The door opened, and a mist lingered inside.
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Here are the dividing lines that will be separated-ββ
"The Russians mortgaged Alaska to the French?!"
This confused Franz, who even thought that Louis Philippe was also a time-traveler. Because Alaska has always been considered a piece of rotten land, and 200 million francs is too big.
This kind of courage is not at all like the cowering Yali King in history, but like a desperate traverser.
However, if you think about it carefully, there are many unreasonable places, Alaska is indeed rich in resources, but the Russians have been exploring for so many years without results, and the French cannot find resources as soon as they take over.
And even if the resources are found immediately, the permafrost wastelands of Alaska cannot be mined immediately, and it is not possible to recoup the cost in a year or two.
In fact, one of Alaska's most important resources at this time was oil, but countries had not yet recognized its value to industry and its importance to the future.
What Franz didn't know was that the Tuileries Palace was in chaos at this time.
"Two hundred million?!" Sirter wanted to strangle the idiot recommended by Guizot, and Pierre Giscard braged about how he had fought in the Hermitage.
"You don't know, I just choked those Russians in just two or three sentences, and they were all ashamed and ashamed, and the Russian prime minister committed suicide directly at home.
The Russian Tsar was about to appoint me as the new Prime Minister, and I thought how could I, a French civilized man, stay in such a wild place and bury my talents, so I sternly refused, but I didn't expect the Tsar to marry any princess in order to keep me.
I tell you, it's so easy to go to Russia."
Soult slammed the marshal's staff on the ground, and the surroundings immediately fell silent, but some of the young officials could not hide their excitement.
"Prime Minister, what do you command?"
"Fart!" Soult was rarely so angry, but he was retiring and really didn't want to tarnish his illustrious resume.
"The Russians will listen to you fart? What's the use of buying back a bunch of mud and ice for two hundred million francs? β