Four Hundred and Twenty Magic and Plants

"These dwarves are really good workers by nature. They are willing to work, and they are really good at work." Des handed the report in his hand to Deans, and praised: "They produce The parts have passed the inspection without any problems."

After taking the report from Des, Deans carefully looked at Ironforge's industrial production summary last month, and was really shocked by some of the figures above.

Compared with some second-tier industrial cities, the city where the dwarves settled was not inferior, and even slightly exceeded in some respects.

A Bellevue, who had been completely destroyed, was given a new life after becoming Ironforge.

"They overfulfilled their production tasks and took the time to build a small maintenance factory that can repair aircraft?"

"Yes, these dwarves have researched it themselves. The aircraft maintenance factory can repair small aircraft such as P-51 fighter jets. It seems to be fully functional." Des still knew about this matter, right with a smile. Deans talked about the ins and outs of the incident.

It turned out that with the continuous deepening of assistance, there are also many civilian pesticide aircraft modified by P-51 in the dwarf area responsible for farming. After these aircraft are damaged, they have to return to a place far away from Ironforge for maintenance, which is very inconvenient.

So the dwarves got themselves a repair factory to facilitate the repair of these piston aircraft converted into civilians.

Interestingly, the aircraft factory they built turned out to be a plane that they dismantled and built themselves.

This is definitely a rare learning experience for the dwarves - except for the aircraft engine, they almost completely understand the structure and principles of an aircraft, which can be said to be very powerful.

"I heard that Ironforge is being ordered to form an army?" After listening to Des's explanation, Deans was obviously not interested in the advancement of dwarves' industrial technology. thing.

While building their own homeland, the dwarves also intend to make more contributions to their new motherland.

As things went on, whether it was spontaneous or organized, they began to sign up for the army, hoping to help Alan Hill expand its advantages on the battlefield.

These dwarves are natural workers as well as natural warriors. Although they are limited in their magical attainments, they are powerful and powerful warriors.

Under normal circumstances, a phalanx of dwarf warriors is more than enough to defeat people dozens of times their traditional human infantry.

It is a pity that the current Alan Hill is a modern warfare mode that relies on long-range firepower to fight, and does not need these powerful melee infantry.

However, the high patriotic enthusiasm of the dwarves also had to be taken seriously by the high-level officials of Alan Hill - they were worried that not allowing dwarf soldiers to join the army would affect the process of integrating this race into human society.

After all, in the past, the issue between mortals and magicians was not actually a matter of crossing races. Everyone was human, but there was a slight difference in physique.

And now, Alan Hill has truly become a great empire that spans races. It includes two races, dwarves and humans, and maybe there will be elves and dragons, and even orcs...

"There is no way, what Your Majesty means is to have the dwarves be recruited into the army according to the recruitment standards of humans, and then train together according to the recruits..." Des stretched and yawned.

Like Deans, who wasn't interested in the economics, Des also found the internal affairs to be boring.

In his view, this kind of thing is the kind of thing that has to be done, but does nothing good. In business, this kind of thing often means not making money...

"Ironforge Grand Duke Su Molai means that he doesn't want to be treated differently. He hopes that his race can be treated the same as humans and enjoy the same treatment." Des finished yawning, retracted his stretched arm, and continued.

"The problem is that the military has its own considerations, and Vagron has no objection to His Majesty's decision. However, most of the grassroots generals in other departments still hope to organize the dwarves into a unit and train them separately. , commanding alone..." Diens said a little depressed.

"It's convenient for them, but there are a lot more problems on the civil affairs side." He rubbed his sore temples, feeling that the problems he faced were really a headache.

"This kind of thing is best left to your Majesty." Des reminded Deans with a smile: "Sometimes, you have three meetings with Vagron and Kastner to discuss, and also It's not as good as a word from Your Majesty."

"I also know that this is very convenient, but your Majesty has no time recently." Diens smiled bitterly, shook his head and said.

His Majesty the Emperor of Alan Hill was recently studying botany with the magicians sent by the elves, and he seemed unwilling to intervene in state affairs.

As an emperor of the empire, it is obviously a bit of a business, but before Chris has been dealing with the affairs of the empire day and night, and occasionally indulged, the elites as courtiers are embarrassed to persuade him.

Just as the two were talking about this, Chris was standing in a sealed laboratory, watching the elves use magic to create a new breed of Alan Hill.

After a long process of singing, the crops in front of the elves were indeed growing satisfactorily, and they basically reached the state of seven days in the test field in three days.

After experiments, the production of plants blessed by the elves will indeed speed up, and the speed will be more than doubled.

A beautiful elf girl chanted softly, her silver-white long hair shining softly against the background of the magic circle. The girl has a bumpy figure, which can indeed be called a beautiful scenery in nature.

If the elves can spawn plants so efficiently in outer space, then the problem of oxygen or air, and even the problem of food, seems to be easy to solve.

"The yield of this plant will be very high. When I cast spells on this plant, I can feel its difference." Looking at the excellent leaves that have stretched out the leaves in front of me, the elf girl magician who released magic speak up.

This girl is just an ordinary elf magician (guess that it is Her Majesty's face to the wall!), she withdrew her hands after releasing the magic, stood aside with her head lowered, and stopped making a sound.

Falai, the elves envoy standing beside Chris, further added: "I don't know why your majesty is so eager for us elves to produce such food crops, but I always feel that there is a kind of The taste of overkill."

Chris smiled and waved his hand before explaining, "This is actually a very important study... Compared with what the other elves do, it is much more important."

He was referring to those troublesome jobs outside the city, restoring great splendor to Serris, the capital of the Elandhir Empire.

About 300 wizards have been dispatched by the elves to help restore the original ecosystem in the Serris region of Alan Hill.

In order to support the development of industrial civilization, the trees around Serris were cut down by lumberjacks in Ireland Hill.

The original lush Serris territory, now bare land is either farmland or factories, and the old logging areas on the hillsides with only tree stumps left are accepting the simple fact that air quality is declining.

With the help of these elves, Seris' greenery has become more and more satisfactory recently.

Those heavily polluting businesses in the past were forcibly relocated to other parts of Ireland Hill. Coupled with the improvement of greenery, it will soon return to its previous appearance.

Falley, who didn't know what to do, was still a little unfamiliar with Chris's true intentions. He just nodded and said to Chris, "Being able to exchange our efforts for some resources to live and work in peace, in fact, we are also very fulfilled."

After it was determined that Alan Hill would not provide free assistance to the elves, the elves could only accept the reality and began to seek ways to eliminate the estrangement with humans in exchange for human materials.

Right now, this kind of cooperation is just the beginning, and the various parties involved in the follow-up cooperation are also under discussion. Chris's idea of ​​using these senior farmers can be said to be basically realized.

"You can think so, I agree very much." Chris praised: "I hope the cooperation between us can continue for a long time."

"Your Majesty, the Queen asked me to pay attention to the state of the war against the demons. I am also very curious about it." Falley looked at the plants that became greener and greener with the blessing of the elf magic, and asked about the battle situation on the front line.

Chris didn't want to hide, and replied confidently: "In all directions, we have an advantage. And, I think, the advantage will soon become the victory."

In fact, there is no need for Chris to be unconfident - if it weren't for the arrival of the elves and dwarves, now he is ready to dispatch Sky One to teach the puppet empire to be a man on the frontal battlefield.

Because of the secrets of war, Chris did not tell the elves' special envoy where Alan Hill's main attack direction was. He just took out the victories that Ailan Hill had achieved on various fronts before, to briefly explain the state of Ailan Hill's victory.

"And, in a few days, I'm going to the front line and personally make an end with the puppet empire... Mr. Falley, if you want, you can go with me." Having said that, Chris looked at those placed on In the container, all kinds of plants went.

Perhaps, for Chris, the magical plants in front of him are more important than the war against the puppet empire.

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The supplement is here, and I still owe you two more, and Long Ling did not forget it.