Reckless Through The New World

After the complete occupation of the Norma region, the Thracian army temporarily stopped. It's not that Duke Alanz doesn't seek to make progress, but that she needs to spend some time arranging the next advance strategy.

The deployment of the army requires a lot of money and food. Although the Norma natural insurance has been turned into a smooth road, if the supplies are transported from Thrace, the logistical pressure is too great.

In order to reduce the logistical pressure, she is hosting a series of meetings, bargaining with the former Molai nobles who have surrendered, and discussing the issue of paying people.

She doesn't need Mo Lai to charge for her, but the army needs food, civilians, and military pay... In these respects, she needs to let these new Thrace nobles share more, so as to reduce her pressure .

Just when this meeting involving a lot of money and materials was in full swing, some visitors also came to the desert on the border between Thrace and Molai.

Because there has been no wind in the past two days, the neighborhoods on the eastern edge of the City of Gold are rarely clean today. Boss Aaron Walter sat bored in his grocery store, staring blankly into the distance, as if It's like a fool.

In fact, he is using system-assisted functions to calculate some relevant data for the next experiment.

At this moment, he heard the rapid sound of hooves from far to near, and then stopped at the door, in front of the small shop, and stopped almost twenty horses in one breath. The knights on the horses were all well-equipped. You know you have money and you can do it.

The leader was a young man in his twenties, who looked a little handsome and looked very energetic. He dismounted, looked at the sign carefully, nodded, and asked, "Is Master Aaron Walter here?"

Aaron came back to his senses, got up and replied, "I'm Aaron Walter, but... I'm not a master."

The young man suddenly smiled, smiling politely: "Excuse me, before someone brought a few wolf-shaped synthetic beasts to the Norma area and put them into actual combat. Those synthetic beasts... were they made by you? "

Aaron nodded, but sighed inwardly.

When Yuneruo and the others went to the Norma line of defense, in addition to a piece of soft slime armor, he also sent four synthetic beasts. These synthetic beasts all look like wolves, with different functions. There are scout-type, main-battle-type, long-range, and berserker... He placed a lot of hope on these synthetic beasts. But when it came to actual combat, it was discovered that these synthetic beasts were far less useful than small-scale tests.

In the face of the regular army, these synthetic beasts of his could not stand it at all. Except for one "Leping" who could recover quickly by devouring flesh and blood, he persisted in a few battles a little more, and the others were almost killed in the first battle. down.

This setback made him very regretful, so he changed the direction of scientific research and focused on slime.

But he didn't expect that after such a long period of time, someone would come to him for those synthetic beasts.

The young man naturally didn't know what he was thinking, and smiled more politely: "I heard that these synthetic beasts of yours can be mass-produced, right?"

Aaron nodded: "If it's just a wolf-shaped synthetic beast, the technology is basically mature. As long as there are enough materials, mass production can be achieved."

"...In mass production, how much is the average cost per one? How long will it take?" the young man asked.

Aaron asked back: "There are four kinds of wolf-shaped synthetic beasts. Which one are you asking about?"

"It's the type that can quickly recover from injuries by devouring flesh and blood."

"The raw materials are a wolf and a bottle of potion. When I first developed it, it cost about 5,000 gold coins." Aaron said, "But the technology is basically mature, and if it is manufactured now, it only takes about 500 gold coins."

"What if we could provide material in large quantities?" the young man asked.

"That's easier." Aaron replied, "You provide the materials, I only need the magic and time."

He figured it out and said, "If mass production is required, a special bio-transformation factory needs to be built. After the factory is built, the cost will only be a wolf and materials that cost no more than 10 gold coins."

The young man was instantly refreshed: "How long does it take to build such a factory?"

"If you have enough money, maybe two or three months."

"Money is not a problem!" the young man said loudly, his eyes lit up, and then asked again, "Is it all you need?"

"If it's just making those kinds of wolves...it really only takes money."

"Then are you willing to accept our offer to become a senior consultant of the Molai Commercial Federation, build such a factory for us, and preside over the mass production of this synthetic beast?"

Aaron frowned and looked at each other.

The young man immediately understood what he meant and introduced himself: "My name is Brave Cyrus, the second son of Duke Cyrus of the Commonwealth. My father spoke highly of your research, and I hope to invite you to join the Commonwealth to help We made a large number of synthetic beasts against the mighty Thracians."

He paused for a moment, saw the obvious disinterest in Aaron's eyes, and hurriedly added: "We will provide you with enough money and honorable treatment to absolutely satisfy you!"

"I'm not interested in money," Aaron replied. "As a scientist, I'm interested in doing research—if you can provide me with a research institute where I can conduct research without being disturbed by others, and help you build a synthetic It's not impossible for a beast factory."

"Then it's settled!" Brave said happily, "No matter whether it is a research institute or a factory, there is no problem! We only hope that the work can be started sooner... To tell you the truth, the current situation in the Federation is very difficult. All right, let's hurry up."

"Since time is so tight, why didn't you come to me earlier?"

Brave smiled embarrassedly: "We didn't notice this before, until the news of the death of the warrior Uniero reached Molai not long ago, and someone learned about his life in detail, and then discovered the thing about the synthetic beasts... "

Aaron froze for a moment and said, "Yunero? Is he dead?"

"Fell off a cliff, no bones left... Of course he may not die, after all, he has fallen off a cliff once before." Brave said, "If he can come back alive, our federation is willing to give him a generous compensation. But ...let's talk about the synthetic beast factory first, after all, if the Federation perishes, there will be nothing left."

Aaron nodded, packed his things a little, followed Brave to the carriage he bought temporarily, and hurried in the direction of Port Molai.

When they left the city of gold, Aaron, who seemed to be sleeping alone in the carriage, had a red light flashing on his hand.

With the sound of roaring and collapsing, the once-grocery store was turned into ruins, and then a raging fire ignited, eliminating all clues.