Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Yo, look at who this is."

Later in the day, in the specially prepared hall on the third floor underground of Dark Furnace City, the light of the crystal stone shone the hall as if it were daylight, and in the side doors on both sides of the hall, the goblin black cable and the gnome Ovosbach Entering this room almost at the same time, Hesso took off his black hat mercilessly and mocked Ovosbach:

"A gnome! God, shouldn't you deal with your own city? The "great" technology city of Gnomeregan, the home that was ruined by your poor craftsmanship, or that you plan to destroy the Dark Furnace City Oh my God, should I get out of here earlier, lest you make the Dark Furnace a mess!"

Myra, who was sitting in the upper seat, had the illusion that the moment the two short men met, the collision of their eyes was like a duel warrior, and they wished to kill each other with their eyes. Let Myra sincerely appreciate Terion’s evil wisdom.

"God is up, how did my cousin come up with such a ghost idea?"

Myra sighed with emotion while picking up the dragon blood wine in hand. Today's tender meeting only appeared as an official symbol. The real host is the white bearskin cloak in his side, and he is dressed in an unusually rich goblin. Buddy.

This guy is now the principal of the Dark Edge Consortium. In the business circle of the entire South China Sea, he has grown into a big man. It is said that recently, the Dark Edge Consortium is fighting a cruel trade war with the hot sand consortium of Gadgetzan. The pirates employed by the two sides made a pot of porridge in the South China Sea, which disturbed the southern part of the world.

And Hessot's spicy sarcasm made Ovosbach immediately rush to the crown. He reached out and pressed his mechanical goggles. The thick, gear-mixed lenses popped open, revealing the master craftsman's sarcasm.

"I was standing in front of the great engineer Hesso. He made a lot of money with bombs and gunpowder, but why did I find that there were four-fifths of companies in the entire Dark Furnace when I read the report this morning? I have chosen the products of "Ovosbach Technology Lab", what's going on? Is goblin engineering dismissed by others? Oh, this is of course, hurry up and get out of your bad explosion toys, dark furnace The city’s technology circle is the site of gnome!"

"Stupid gnomes, you are crazy, and you have driven profits so low that I won't be so brainless as you!"

Hesso hit the table with a punch and shouted to Ovosbach like a beast:

"If you do this business, you will have to lose all your costs before next year, and you will be ridiculing me, your site? Are you peeing around the Dark Furnace to stop us making money?"

"We are to change the world, idiot!"

The white-haired gnome spread his hands and shouted to the goblin:

"We don't care about money. Gnomish engineering serves the future of this world!"

"Don't care about money? Then why are you here?"

The goblin snorted coldly:

"Hurry up and let me make money, you go change the world, idiot!"

"boom"

The sound of a mallet knocking on the table interrupted the dwarf and the goblin's rook peck at each other. Buddy Moore, who was sitting in the referee's seat, waved in disgust and said to everyone sitting below:

"Time is money, my friends, you are wasting my wealth... Now listen to me, I am Buddy Moore, chairman of the Dark Edge Consortium, you can be understood as the sixth prince of trade, in short I came here today to host this weapon tender at the request of His Majesty Terion, the eternal king of the world of Draenor. The Blade of Dawn.

Buddy glanced at the two forces below, and he coughed lightly:

"This time the basic investment in weapon design is 3 million gold coins, which requires the design to be completed and delivered within a maximum of 2 years."

"The weapons required by the Dark Edge military are generally a new generation of technical armor, which requires defensive and offensive similar to steam tanks, and must meet certain mobility requirements and the need to form combat power within a short period of time."

"I know this is difficult. In Azeroth, no similar works have appeared yet, but I will only give you 15 minutes to prepare and then express the design ideas of both parties."

Buddy Moore touched the beard of his chin, a hint of cunning flashed in his gray eyes:

"And I'm also personally curious. The two extremes of Goblin Engineering and Gnomish Engineering, Azeroth Engineering, which one can really change the future of the world, I will wait and see."

Buddy's words fell, and the goblin side immediately started a tense discussion. As a new generation of genius in goblin engineering, Hesso was waving a brush in his hand and what he was spending on paper. Obviously, he already had a The big idea.

On the other hand, the dwarf side, despite the large number of people, was caught in a strange quarrel.

"How did you persuade us, Oversback!"

The master craftsman angrily asked:

"You clearly said that our design will not be used for war! You liar, look at you now, because of some money, designing weapons for the undead to kill our allies!"

"This is necessary, Mekkatorque, I didn't lie to you!"

Oversbuck clenched his fists and explained to other gnomes:

"I know that this kind of weapon is designed to be put on the battlefield and will kill many people, but it is necessary, Mekkatorque, think about it with your extraordinary wisdom, the undead need weapons, and once we withdraw, the weapons The design power of the system will be handed to the goblins. Think about what kind of weapons will be designed by madmen who are passionate about bombs and explosions?"

The white-haired gnomes quibble:

"Yes, the weapon was designed to kill people. I know you fear this destructive power, and I am also afraid, but any powerful force is dangerous. You want to make it not so dangerous? Yes, but you must put The power of weapon design is in our hands. Only in this way can we ensure that the weapons of the undead will not be so deadly...at least not to the point of extinction!"

"If we quit today, Mekkatorque, will we feel pain and guilt in the future when the undead will destroy the world with the heartbroken weapons designed by the goblins?"

The timid engineer Oversback was just like Nasrezm's possessive at this time, exquisitely persuaded:

"We clearly have the ability to change everything, and once gnome engineering has established its authority in the field of weapon design, we can influence them and affect those undead...at least, at least we can save more people from death! Non-lethal Sex weapons, remember our original idea? Isn’t this a good opportunity?"

"But I still can't accept that my design will be used to take away my life. Sorry, Oversback, what you said makes sense, but I can't accept it."

Mekkatorque shook off his old friend's hand, stood up, and strode out of his seat. The other lawmakers were also hesitant, and the white-haired gnomes looked at Mekkatorque's back, he shouted:

"You want to save people, you want to change the world, but you don't want to pollute your soul... God, you have so many demands!"

"Mekkatorque, do you know what I know in our endless quarrel? That's why I'm fed up! I'm fed up with all you can't do, you're fed up with your stubbornness, like muddy Fountains, those stained by mud, it’s like you!"

"The upright always give up earlier than the evil, let's go! I'll do it myself!"

The master craftsman gritted his teeth, picked up the paper and pen, and began to write and draw, and on the other side, watching the dwarf clash, the engineer whistled proudly, and he pushed his monocle. , Said sarcastically:

"Look, the gnomes are infighted, just like so many things they have done before, with great ambitions but without dying, this sentence, the goblin engineering won! So easy, just grab sugar from the children same!"

Faced with this mockery, the gnomes were speechless.

Fifteen minutes later, Hesso walked proudly onto the narration table. Behind him, Secretary Nasha unfolded a brief design drawing, and the sleepy Myra also opened her eyes and watched with interest. Looking at the ugly machine design.

"You, this is the original design of Hesso Technology, of course, it is ugly, because I don't have enough time to improve it, but the necessary modules have been designed!"

Hessor adjusted his dress, and the dead lords who were sitting in the back of the hall with a shadow, who could not see clearly, introduced:

"I named it "fighter", don't care about the name, it is the design of the latest biped machine, the size is 3-4 meters, and the total combat weight is estimated to be 2-4 tons."

"It contains a complete set of gyroscopes to ensure its smooth operation and combat process. The shell made of steel bears the defensive effect, and a high-intensity current is arranged on the shell to ensure devastating damage to the enemy in close combat!"

"The basic offensive weapon, I initially designed it as a flamethrower, a knife-wheel type high-speed cutter, and a small honeycomb bomb placed on the arm and the back, pretending to be a spray device on both feet, it can achieve a short time when necessary Floating, and the newly developed twin-turbo engine developed by Hesso Technology will provide it with strong power!"

Hesso coughed lightly:

"It will definitely be the best individual warfare weapon you can find, no one! Excuse me, who has any doubts about my perfect design? Please come forward."

Talking, Hesso looked provocatively at the dwarf craftsman Ovosbach below. The latter was upset because of Mekatok's departure. He could feel the design in front of him, but he didn't know the problem was There, you can only stand on your seat with your teeth.

"Oh, there seems to be no doubt..."

Hesso snorted and turned to Buddy Moore. He reached out and wanted to shake hands with Buddy to determine his victory, and just when Hesso left the podium, a low voice was at the entrance Rang everywhere.

"Heisuo engineer, I have a little doubt. The heavy machine with a weight of 2-4 tons. The thrust required for fast Mercedes-Benz is amazing. Are you sure you have an engine that can drive it at full speed?"

"Uh"

Sweat appeared on Hesso's forehead, and he calmly said:

"Of course, our company's latest products can fully guarantee..."

"I read your thesis, Mr. Hesso, including the parameters of the turbine engine you designed yourself. Unfortunately, if you want to drive such a heavy armor, you need to install at least 4 engines inside it, and the problem is The weight of just 4 engines is more than 1 ton, plus the cumbersome weapons you designed... the total weight of the battle is 2-4 tons? Sorry, you must be talking about your dreams!"

A small figure stood at the entrance of the hall. During the silent gaze of the whole hall, Mekkatorque reached out and pushed his engineering goggles. Between the gear collision, this smartest engineer hit himself the most deadly Of cards.

"What’s more, the crude fuel that the goblins are best at, in the current power system, is difficult to provide enough kinetic energy to push a 2-4 ton robot off the ground, that is, unless you give this The ugly machine is being equipped with a giant fuel tank, otherwise, your design... is a **** used to cheat money!"

"boom"

Buddy Moore's hazy eyes turned to the goblin engineer around him, he asked coldly:

"Is that what he said is true? Engineer Hesso? If you are really trying to deceive the Dark Edge Consortium with your own extraordinary thinking, I can guarantee that your next half of your life will be spent in the mines of Dark Furnace City. , And the beautiful Miss Secretary, put the pistol in your hand on the ground, I will only give you 3 seconds!"

"Uh, Nasha, don't be impulsive!"

Hesso wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and waved to his secretary. He took a deep breath and said sincerely to Buddy:

"Original design, there will always be some discrepancies. I am very grateful to Mr. Mekkatorque for pointing out these mistakes, but this does not mean that my design has failed, not to mention, I am also curious, with such amazing wisdom. Mr. Ke, do you have your own design..."

In the last few words, Hesso was simply gritted his teeth, and at the next moment, in the cheers of Ovosbach, Mekkatorque stepped onto the lectern, tearing off the design of Hesso, Throwing it on the ground, and stepping on it hard, the master craftsman scolded contemptuously:

"It's a pile of rubbish! Now let's take a look at Gnomeregan's design. Time is limited. I can only design a rough module. I named it... Master Chief Defense and Offensive System! This is the entire Novo The result of the wisdom of the Morrigan Craftsman Council! It’s better than not knowing the combination of so-called bombs and gunpowder. I don’t know where to go."

At the moment of unfolding his design, Mekatok's eyes met Myra's blood-red eyes. The playful light made the craftsman step back subconsciously, but the next moment, he gritted his teeth , Saying to himself:

"This is not for me, this is for...for gnomish engineering, for my belief! For...for this world!"

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