Chapter 321: The Birth of a Prefix
Every traverser who has received the education of socialism with **** characteristics cannot forget the construction of modern industrialization.
Although calm down and think about it, in fact, this is also a kind of feudal superstition.
If you have not experienced the suffering of the past hundred years, have not heard of the steel torrent of the woolly bear that has been passed down through the ages, and have not seen the sensational black technology of the American imperialists, nicknamed the bald eagle, the industrialized scientific system would not have been too direct visual shock.
After all, what you can do with 42 million tons of cannonballs, I can do it with a single magic light cannon.
After all, this is the shady Azeroth.
Therefore, when Carlos heard the word "Great Traitor", his first reaction was to be confused, and the second was to wonder who McNeil Sema Prager was, and then, after a long pause, he realized what Ron Donis was talking about.
[The Great Traitor] McNeill Sema Prag, the culprit who led to the Nomorigen massacre, is suspected to be a mechanical life form with a high degree of artificial intelligence, and the former assistant to the mayor of Nomorigan.
This machine, which the gnomes are proud of and hate, undoubtedly represents the crowning achievement of gnome technology.
It is the result of the collective wisdom of the gnomes.
But this achievement alone as the mechanical designer of that great traitor is enough to show his technical prowess.
For such talents, Carlos naturally extended an olive branch without hesitation.
"Your Majesty, I think you've heard that proverb, right?"
"What proverb?"
"Enchantment was poor for three years, the project ruined his life, once he stepped into the archaeological world, he lost his youth and his descendants. If you just want to enjoy, you can place an order with the master craftsmen, we gnomes have the spirit of contract and will provide the best quality service. And if you recruit people with such fanfare, if you don't have any special ideas and special needs, then I advise you to do what you can. β
Obviously, there was also a class position within the dwarf society. After Rona Donis showed interest in Carlos, the other gnomes stopped contact with Carlos for the time being, and instead watched the outcome of Rona Donis's conversation.
Change to a relatively closed environment, and have a few pots of wine, and the atmosphere of conversation will be there.
"How?"
Carlos asked humbly as he poured a glass for Rona Donis.
"Do you see those steam tanks?"
"Yes, a very powerful weapon of war. β
"We didn't keep any technical secrets from our dwarven friends, but they haven't been able to build engines yet, and all the steam tank engines are handmade by us dwarves. β
"No wonder, if our dwarven friends can triple the number of steam tanks, the orcs won't be able to seal Ironforge at all. β
"I give this example just to tell Your Majesty that our dwarf engineering is a rigorous discipline and a bottomless pit of money. We lost Nomorigan, and many scientists' experiments were stopped. They're willing to go to Alterac with you, not because of your generous words, but because you look like a deceitful person. β
"Forehead ......"
Carlos was suddenly speechless.
"I hated myself. Although I know that the fall of Nomorigen was not my fault alone, or even my fault. But I, like MecatΓ³k, fell into deep self-remorse. I'm desperate to do something to make up for the guilt I feel deep inside, so I'd like to talk to you about it here. So, can you tell me, what do you really want?"
Faced with Rona Donis's sudden inner confession, Carlos hesitated.
But after a few deep breaths with a heavy snort, Carlos decided to tell the truth.
"I want to tap into the Kingdom's potential. β
"Huh?"
Rona Donis didn't understand too well, tilting his head to show a puzzled expression.
"Defending the country and building the homeland is not the business of the king alone, nor is it the business of the great nobles and lords, but the business of all the citizens of the kingdom. β
Carlos pondered, pondered, and expressed cautiously.
"Yes, you're right. β
Rona Donis nodded, and the idea is not difficult to understand for a dwarf with universal citizenship.
"However, top-down reform is extremely difficult, and it is better to know that it is better to lure it to profit. The war continues, the war goes on. What I want from the gnomes is not just a war machine, but a production machine. Let more people participate in production, science and technology change life, and the king leads science and technology. It's a bit inappropriate, but I hope that our conversation will be more frank and that the rest of my conversation will be kept confidential after you've heard it. β
"I swear, keep it a secret!"
Rona Donis stood in his chair, raised his palms and swore an oath, then swept the soles of his shoes with his sleeves and sat back down.
"Our elven friends are reliable friends, but their country is not so reliable. Magic, humans, gnomes, and our dwarven friends, the entire alliance now relies on elven magic. Yes, we have our own mage, we have Dalaran, but there is no denying that in the presence of elves, our magic skills are like a child. Without the magical support of the elves, we are not as powerful as we imagined. β
Carlos raised his glass and took a sip, moistening his throat and giving the dwarf in front of him time to think.
"Your Majesty Carlos, although Mecatoc and I have run for office in Nomorigen, I think I am still a pure scientist, and I regret hearing this. β
Rona Donis touched his head with a painful look on his face, and said in a helpless tone.
"It's late. β
Carlos laughed jokingly, then continued with a grim expression.
"Alliances can't do without magic, humans can't do without magic, and so are you gnomes. But the magicians of the Alliance, the magicians of the humans, the magicians of the gnomes, don't seem to be as reliable as they seem. In this case, alternatives, or alternatives, are necessary and important. β
"So you like our gnomes' technology, don't you?"
"That's right. β
"But aren't you afraid of creating another [Great Traitor]? I mean......"
Carlos interrupted Rona Donis.
"I beg your pardon, but it seems to me that the tragedy of Nomorigen was a combination of natural and man-made disasters. The Great Traitor is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that you did not detect its betrayal in time. With your accident as a warning, I don't think there will be a second Great Traitor. β
Rona Donis thought about it for a while, and sweat beaded on his forehead before he breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're right, to meditate on the past is to look to the future, and it's important to grasp the present. Okay, Your Majesty, I'm intrigued, so how are you going to implement your technology introduction plan? People are not a problem, with my connections, you will get the talent you want. β
"First of all, I am not prepared to force it in the name of the state, as I said earlier, orders from the top down will always go out of shape in the end. β
"That ......"
"I'm going to set up a company and you're going to be the technical director. β
"This ......"
"Then I placed an order with this company in the name of the Kingdom of Alterac and took taxes. β
"But this company itself is yours?!"
"At the end of the day, I will promote the product to the entire alliance. β
"Well, I don't know the trick of this, but it's not a big problem. So, what are you going to name this company? β
"Well, I've already thought about it, let's call it Ambrera Engineering & Construction Group, and the company's logo will use this. β
Carlos stretched out his finger and dipped it in his glass, then drew an umbrella. (To be continued.) )