Chapter 1011: The "after-sales maintenance" that Lord Murphy has been thinking about is finally here

Minks Steam Valve, who had left the Steam Lord's Residence, was very tired.

This exhaustion comes from the pressure of non-stop talks and decisions with the leaders of all sides in the past few days, for the reinforcements of the current Chardo Port, their task of defending the city has been completed, except for the Trancians who are still feverishly seeking war and actively launching frequent sorties around the city, the reinforcements of the other camps are ready to evacuate this place.

That's the focus of the Steam Lords' efforts over the past few days, as they hope to pay more to hire more reinforcements to help them fight until the entire peninsula is completely liberated.

Minks had nothing to say about it.

Facts have proved that the attribute of cowardice has really been carved into the bones of the halflings, and without the leadership of foreigners, the halflings' confidence in whether they can regain the lost territory is pitiful.

However, as one of the Steam Lords, Minks did not despise this kind of cowardice, and now he was in charge of the armament upgrade, and he knew very well that the current Halfling Protection Force was weak in terms of combat effectiveness and fighting will, and if the other lords insisted on relying on the warriors of Port Chardo to liberate the peninsula, he would really be worried.

However, this tangled resolution has made Mincks aware of an even bigger hidden danger.

From now on, halflings must completely abandon their original isolationism and conservatism, participate in various major affairs on the mainland in a more active manner, and most importantly, they must have their own armed forces.

The scale can be smaller, the number of people can be smaller, but the will and determination to fight must be cultivated, otherwise every time something happens, they will rely on foreigners to rescue, not to mention how much money they have to pay, and this shameful dilemma alone is enough to make the most shameless halfling feel ashamed from the bottom of their hearts.

And as the saying goes, in any crisis there is opportunity.

Now is actually a good opportunity to solve the contradiction between the inner city and the outer city of Port Chardo, the people of the outer city could not integrate into the industrial system of Port Chardo, so simply let them join the new military system, contribute to the city in this more direct way, and integrate into the system that the halflings must reform with the honor of soldiers.

Thinking about the future of the population, a tired Minks returned to his lab in a college town.

For the mechanics, the lab is their office, bedroom, dining room, and entertainment facilities, especially for an elderly widow like Minks, who has never been married all his life, and he doesn't want to live alone in a few hundred square meters of big house.

That's a bit too lonely.

But just as the big mechanic pushed the door open, he was stunned to see an uninvited guest sitting on his mechanical chair.

The handsome governor of the Translancians was leaning back in his comfortable mechanical chair, holding a copy of the Mechanic's Bulletin, and reading it with a gesture of study.

However, Minks immediately saw that Murphy was just concave in shape, because he didn't think that with the level of vampire engineering theory, he could understand the theoretical concept of the seven-pack parallel multi-threaded differential machine published in this announcement.

Because that thing even Minks himself had a headache

Not that it's hard to understand.

The main reason is that the whole theory is a continuation of the mink in the dog's tail, a lot of water, and the cliché invoking novel concepts in an attempt to deceive a wave of sponsorship, and the number of such articles in the "Mechanic Gazette" is like a carp crossing the river.

Therefore, if the first thing Murphy will say is that he fully understands the article, it just means that Murphy really knows nothing about mechanical engineering.

"Ah, please forgive me for being too obsessed with this wonderful paper on cutting-edge technology, and I didn't realize that the owner of this laboratory had returned."

Murphy saw Minks staring at him with a strange gaze, got up with a gentle smile, put the newspaper in his hand on the corner of the table, and said with a pretentious emotion:

"What a theory! Filled with all sorts of fashionable and novel words, it reminds me of the scene when the liars were in full bloom, and look at your disappointed expression, you don't really think that I am going to show off my poor knowledge in front of you to pretend to be a mechanical enthusiast, do you?

I have a lot of bad habits, but never doing the things of the layman directing the insiders is the only good habit I have besides respecting women. ”

The Vampire Lord shrugged his shoulders, made a "please" gesture, and said to Minks:

"You can laugh at me for not knowing engineering, but I actually know the tricks of the crooks, and that's enough."

"You are a true wise man."

Minks said with a straight face:

"It would be perfect if you didn't read my mind casually, but what did a big man like you come to the laboratory of a lonely old halfling in the evening?"

"Don't pretend, Your Excellency, isn't that obvious?"

Murphy snorted and said:

"As for old Bach, perhaps we should call him another name, 'Scholar'! So I'm curious now, as one of his closest people, what kind of arguments are you going to make me think that you're not on his side? ”

The vampire lord also deliberately bared his teeth to reinforce the threat of his words, and he said intimidatingly:

"After all, I have to make sure that the halflings are on the right side for the rest of the action, so that I don't hesitate to carry out some evil controls that only vampires do."

"I can't explain it or prove it, after all, the relationship between me and my mentor is really not something that can be dissolved in a sentence or two."

Minks waved his hand and said:

"But I can guarantee that the next time you go to war with him, you'll see me and Bach Jr. and Old Flywheel in your camp. I don't care why my mentor took that path, I just want to put an end to this thing that would bring shame on the entire halfling civilization.

Our former heroes have degenerated into madmen who try to destroy the world.

Such accusations cannot be cleared in words, but only in deeds, so please give us a moment to prove our resolve, Your Excellency. ”

"Well, I'll trust your 'determination', but determination alone is not enough to do great things, so I have brought you what you need most right now."

Murphy reached out like a magician and held it in front of him for a moment, then a mechanical cane embellished with parrot head sculptures appeared in the palm of his hand, and after a dashing spin, it was handed to Minks in front of him.

The great mechanic looked at the cane in front of him with a complicated gaze.

This is the old Bach's mechanical cane.

When he was a young man studying with his mentor, he remembered the cane well.

The mechanics of Port Chardo have many peculiar traditions, and the multifunctional mechanical cane is one of them.

Mechanic apprentices need to assemble their own mechanical squirrels to represent the master, and there are many requirements to advance to the title of mechanic master, one of which is that they must design and make their own cane that can be transformed multiple times.

Since the establishment of the port of Chardo, every master mechanic has to pass through this level, and every mechanical cane carries the ingenuity and experience of every master.

"You can't find two identical walking sticks in the port of Chardo" has even become a common saying in the mainland.

This thing is the most valuable treasure and symbol of fame of every recognized mechanical master, even the expelled fellows like the old flywheel have hidden their canes very well, and a mechanic who obtains a cane through non-combat peaceful means is entitled to inherit the mantle of a master.

"Mosna told me there was something hidden in this cane."

Murphy saw that Minks didn't take the cane, so he explained:

"She said it was old Bach's personal database, but the problem was that we couldn't get it, Mosna was good at Creator Engineering but not an expert in your steam engineering, and I had to turn to you if I didn't want to destroy this memorable trophy, Master.

Turn it on.

Turning the power of the enemy into your own weapon, you and I are apprentices in the face of arcane engineering that can manipulate the Creator's relics, and the elder Bach has created an unthinkable path, and now we need it to open for us!

You don't know yet, do you?

The Creator has sent down an oracle that has reclaimed the power of all the Creator's relics left in this world, and has instead left it all to all the 'destined people' on the entire continent.

As long as you can get a Creator Relic to move as you wish, you will be able to possess it completely, which has been recognized by the Songhai Empire, and soon, the Land of Origin will open its doors to all followers of the Creator. ”

"Is it the oracle of the Creator, or is it your 'oracle'?"

Minks raised his head and stared at Murphy with a sharp gaze, and he said in a spicy tone:

"Although I am not a believer, I am sure that you are not a religious person, and you have no respect for the Creator in your heart, Your Excellency, this is a play you play in the name of God, what do you want to do?"

"Ha, you found out, I'm just playing a joke."

Murphy took a step back, using his psionic manipulation staff to levitate in front of Minks.

He himself went to the window, and in front of the window, which overlooked the whole of the port of Chardo, he opened his arms like a performer, and shouted in a chanting voice:

"Want the power of the Creator?

Want to be recognized by a god who forges the world?

Want to embark on a journey to save and defend the world?

Then go for it!

Go to the land of yellow sand! Go to the eternal wasteland! I put all the treasures of the Creator there!

Go get it!

Go and grab the love of the whole world. ”

After this exaggerated performance, Murphy looked back at the master mechanic behind him with a smile, and said:

"Are you satisfied with this reason?"

"Click"

In response, Minks held his mechanical cane high in both hands, and with some clever force, split the black mechanical cane in two.

This startled Murphy.

He thought that the great mechanic had made this gesture to show his loyalty.

But as the intricate and intricate mechanism was stretched, a red Arithmetic Orb was suspended between the two of them, exactly the same as the fourth-generation Orb in Murphy's hand, but it was at least a legendary item based on the fact that it could levitate on its own.

"An arithmetic orb? It's a surprise. ”

Murphy said in amazement:

"Bach Sr. invented the first orb of arithmetic, and it seems that even after falling into chaos, he regarded it as the greatest invention of his life."

"The Orb of Computing will change the world, that's what the Mentor says about it, and all mechanics have no doubt about it, including the pragmatists of the Church of the Mechanics."

Minks cautiously put on the mechanic's protective gloves before reaching out and grasping the levitating object.

He looked at him very professionally, then put on his engineering goggles, adjusted them to a special viewing frequency, and held them high under the light to see the details inside, but instead of the familiar mechanical differential machine, countless points of light formed a glowing tree in it

Minks had never seen this arrangement of psionic factors, but Murphy recognized it at a glance.

"This is the prototype of the photonic computer, and Mosna described to me that the Sentinel Legion's big think tank has a photonic computer that serves as the coordination center and general database of the entire legion."

Murphy explains:

"According to Mosna, the photonic computer's crown at startup will form a wonderful form similar to the 'Tree of Mysteries', so this thing must be the creator's technology that Bach Sr. copied based on some of the tricks of arcane engineering that he founded.

That old guy is really a genius."

"A fallen genius can only be called a 'madman.'"

Minks folded the cane back together, rubbed it in his hand a few times, and then handed it back to Murphy, who had previously said that it was a rare collector's item, and it was clear from this sentence that Murphy would not leave Bach Sr.'s mechanical cane in Port Chardo.

But for the master mechanic, the quietly suspended arithmetic orb in front of him is the most precious thing.

"You can study it, I can't read it anyway."

Murphy whispered:

"But the ownership of this thing is mine, and I feel that my core orb can no longer keep up with my current data processing needs, so I'm going to use it to complete the third upgrade of the Gentile communication system, and this time, I appoint you to help me complete this system that will definitely work more efficiently.

In return, all the knowledge stored in this orb of arithmetic will be available to you, and of course, the same copy will be given to the Church of the Machine. ”

"I'm okay with that."

Minks' eyes reflected some kind of light.

He stretched out his hand and grasped the arithmetic orb in front of him, which could be classified as at least the seventh or eighth generation, as if he were holding the whole world.

He said:

"I'll need a week to study its secrets and complete a copy of its mysterious engineering, and in the meantime you can compile your real-time communication system needs, and Brother Flywheel and I will do our best to help you get it done.

Also, at today's meeting, I heard from a Steam Lord in charge of docking with the Thieves' Guild that your Gentiles have organized a group of mechanics eager to contribute to the liberation of the peninsula to produce new guns for you in the Edge Factory.

The current plants in Port Chardo are all in a state of shutdown.

So, if your army needs those weapons, we can barely help produce them as a reward for the outstanding contributions of our Translanthia allies in the Battle of Port Chardo. ”

"Good! I like this pragmatic attitude. ”

Murphy clapped his hands and said:

"Then let's start with the production of 100,000 new rifles, 20 million pointed bullets, and two battle base explosives and iron fist missiles."

“！！！”

Minks' eyes widened, and he looked at Murphy with the look of a madman, and said:

"What do you want so many weapons for? With so many guns, so many bullets, are you planning to start a war against Nordtov and the Plantagenet kingdom at the same time? ”

"No, I'm peace-loving, Your Excellency."

Murphy smiled a flawlessly gentle smile, and he explained in a serious manner:

"I just like guns as much as my foreign heroes, isn't it normal to have a little more guns and bullets?"

(End of chapter)