Chapter 315 One Step Forward

Amber of course knew that the "rules" set by Gao Wen were different from other places, just as Gao Wen's whole thought was different from others.

Will normal people sell out their advanced technological achievements? Will normal people try to toss the magical power that should belong to nobles and mortals in the direction of cabbage? Would a normal person set up a government office and a whole set of administrative agencies, and delegated the dictatorship that belonged to the lords to those "civil servants" who came from low-level nobles or even commoners?

Gawain did it all, and every time it was justified.

"Now the magic net has begun to spread in the south, and the prototype of the imitation has appeared in the noble territories near Leslie and Kant. Some great nobles with sufficient financial resources and well-informed information also know the news of the magic engine. They should It will be very interesting, as you originally planned, Viscount Andrew instead of people from Cecil's territory will come forward to sell, which further dispels the concerns of the nobles in the south. If there is no accident, after spring comes and the trade routes are smooth , we will have a steady stream of large income - just enough to buy more raw ore and expand the population."

After listening to Amber's report, Gawain nodded slightly: "Viscount Andrew is a familiar face in the South, and his connections can help us deliver the original magic net and magic power engine to other nobles, and as long as they taste a little sweetness... ...they can't refuse the next benefit."

"In addition, there is news from Patrick that alchemy potions are still selling very well in winter, and some merchants have even settled on the Eastern Frontier and the Holy Spirit Plain. However, the large amount of cheap potions in their hands has also attracted the attention of local lords. Pay attention, Patrick is a little worried about this," Amber reported solemnly, "He is worried that those nobles will be driven by interests to squeeze the distribution side of the Chamber of Commerce... His original words are this: not every noble is like Duke Cecil is as honest and trustworthy as he does business with a conscience."

Gawain raised his eyelids: "What is the specific situation? I think he should not only come to complain."

"I can't hide it from you," Amber scratched his head. "He said that there have been several relatively bad incidents. In some places in the north, some local nobles detained our pharmacy merchants and asked them to take half of the Sell ​​the goods to them at a very low price, or declare our pharmacist to be an illegal trader."

Gawain showed interest: "Oh? Very low price? How low is that?"

"……one third,

Even a quarter," Amber's face showed an indignant look, "that's just plain robbing! "

Gawain couldn't help laughing: "Well... with the current selling price and the cost of the alchemy factory, even a quarter is still profitable."

"Are you still laughing?" Amber looked at Gawain's face and was stunned, "They are robbing Cecil for the money! If they didn't take your name into consideration, they probably didn't ask to keep some of the goods. , but directly ransacked the merchant!"

"It's not good to loot the merchants directly, then no one dares to continue selling potions on their territory, and I can't reach out," Gawain rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "Well, write a copy for me. Give Patrick an instruction to tell him that those merchants who have established a firm foothold should take the initiative to contact the local nobles, isn't it just a quarter of the price? Yes, Cecil is willing to pay a quarter of the price. Sell ​​potions to them in batches, and our pharmacists can even reserve half of each shipment for them, on the condition that those local lords protect the distribution rights of Cecil pharmacists in their territories, It is necessary to prevent other traditional herbalists and alchemists from suppressing and expelling pharmacists."

Seeing Amber's stunned expression, Gawain deliberately asked with a smile, "Do you think those local lords will agree to these demands?"

Amber opened his mouth for a long time, and finally came out: "Of course they agree! The fools don't agree! You can buy a bottle of alchemy potion with a dozen copper coins! You can get this great benefit, you don't need to tell them. They will take the initiative to protect the pharmacy merchants, and it is even possible to help them deliver goods! But what are the benefits of doing this..."

Without waiting for Amber to finish, Gawain interrupted and asked, "What do you think the local lords buy cheap alchemy potions for?"

"What's the use?" Amber was stunned for a moment, "It can't be used to rinse your mouth anyway..."

"It's definitely not for myself," the half-elf lady was cute when she fell into a circle, but Gawain didn't plan to tease her this time, "Our alchemy potion is an 'inferior product' mixed with water. It is still a good thing for adventurers, but it is absolutely impossible to gain the eyes of nobles. Those local lords must have known this in advance, so there is only one reason for them to buy a lot of cheap potions - they are for their subordinates. Yes, it's for their private soldiers, guards, and minions."

Amber is not stupid, sometimes it's just the habit of thinking that can't turn around. At this time, after Gawain reminded her a little, she realized what the cunning old zongzi in front of her was planning.

"what do you mean……"

"Sell in large quantities, as many as you want. The generous Duke Cecil will make every noble army in the south use high-quality and cheap alchemy potions. Brave soldiers will no longer need to put the smelly black The ointment and grass-root mud are wrapped around the wound, and in the process, I will only charge a small fee." Gawain leaned back on the chair and said calmly, "With a good alchemy Potions, no one will use those almost ineffective herbal ointments and witchcraft methods, and the expensive traditional alchemy potions will disappear quickly, do you know what this means?"

Amber touched his neck subconsciously: "This is what you said last time... the noose?"

"That's right, Noose," Gawain sighed softly, "Each of them doesn't want to see the Cecil family stand up again, so they will try their best to get the Cecil from the Cecil in the way they think they are very clever. Blood was drawn from the Er family, so I had to draw them and put a rope around each of their necks by the way."

After a pause, Gawain glanced at Amber with a smile: "Alchemy potions after mixing with water have a very short shelf life."

In the large laboratory of the Rune Institute, Pittman was invited by Jenny to watch a special magic circle.

This sloppy old Druid still looks uneasy, even though he is already in charge of the Druid spell and magic alchemy industry, with two-digit apprentices, and himself. However, he still wore a plain and outdated gray cotton robe, and all kinds of useful and useless amulets were hung in various places on his body, covering his head in a mess, with a faded soil The yellow soft hat was pressed down, and a pair of shrewd small eyes kept turning around under the cover of the scattered heads on the edge of the soft hat - the first impression anyone saw him was whether the old man would suddenly pull out A deck of cards comes to give you a fortune, and it will never associate him with any "magic rune expert" or "druid teacher".

But he is indeed an expert in the field.

Pittman carefully observed the large base plate on the central test bench. On the base plate, various rune blocks and magic lines that were easy to combine together formed a magic circle full of mystery, and some were made of non-magic materials. The silk thread made is fixed on the surface of the magic circle by fixing needles to separate the functions of different areas of the magic circle.

——These divisions are temporarily divided by Jenny and Carmel, and they are not accurate enough and can only be used as an aid in the research phase.

"These are indeed deformed divine runes," Pittman said, looking at the symbols marked with special pigments, and nodded while stroking his beard, "Well...this confirms one of my guesses."

"Guess?" Jenny looked at the old Druid curiously.

"Whether it's the nature sect that the Druids once believed in, or the dream sect that the Eternal Sleepers believed in, in the process of converting their divine skills into magic, the pioneers have carried out very careful 'evasion' and 'cover up' operations," Pete said. Man laughed, with a sly light in his eyes, "There is only one message in these deformed runes..."

Camel's unique voice with arcane echoes came from the side: "Fear."

"Yes, fear," Pittman smiled, "God's authority has fallen into the hands of man, but man is still trembling, as if he were always afraid that God would come back, that God would punish those blasphemers who steal authority, even if the pioneers Having found the laws and techniques to convert divine art into magic, they also try to cover up their movements in the process, as if deceiving themselves to avoid the gods that may no longer be there."

"It was the same in the early days of the Disobedience Plan," Carmel said buzzingly, "until we confirmed the existence of 'Julu Ammon' and confirmed that he is the fallen god of nature, our fears were not reduced a little. "

Jenny never thought that she would come into contact with this aspect one day, but she has changed her habit at the moment, and subconsciously asked: "The god of dreams...will be like Julu Amoen, who has already fallen. Is it?"

"It's hard to say, the gods are bizarre beyond human imagination. The corpse of the giant deer Amoen is indeed lying in the shadow world, but God knows the state of the gods that other fallen sects believe in," Pittman smiled and shook his head. Putting his head in front of the magic circle, "Rather than wondering what the state of those gods is now, we should figure out how this magic circle works as soon as possible."

"We have made some preliminary progress on this point." Kamal said, and at the same time summoned an evocative hand and brought a half-meter-high metal-crystal device next to the test bench.

- It was a small magical obelisk specially prepared for the laboratory environment.

"In the beginning, we tried to use ordinary magic to drive this magic circle, but failed. This magic circle has a special interface, it will only respond to the dream spell of the eternal sleeper, whether it is activation or control, it needs to be supplemented by Special dream magic will do. Obviously, this magic circle is incomplete, and it cannot operate independently - there must be a spell caster to perform a matching ritual to complete its magic path," Camille said, While starting to debug the Magic Obelisk, "This situation is not uncommon, many traditional magic circles have this kind of 'incompleteness' due to inappropriate optimization and unreasonable architecture, but this has brought us a lot of Trouble……"

The magic obelisk was activated, and a stable magic field began to cover the entire Rune Research Institute.

"But later, we realized that we didn't actually need to make the entire magic circle run. There is a part of it that is very important. As long as this part can be activated, then with the help of the diffusion of the magic field, it can exert incredible effects. "

Carmel raised his arm full of arcane energy, and a small spark hit the magic circle on the test stand. A part of the rune in the magic circle immediately brightened, and the magic was injected with Kamel. The changes begin to float on and off.

Almost immediately, Pittman looked at the wall on the other side of the laboratory.

On the wall, there is another large substrate hanging. There is no complete "Eternal Sleeper Magic Array" on the large substrate, but only the most basic set of rune arrays, but that is the basic rune. The array, at this moment, is changing on and off with Kamal's actions.

"We're still only able to transmit such simple changes, and transmissions are extremely susceptible to interference and distances are problematic, but at least we've demonstrated one thing along the way:

"The 'black box' of communication spells is not indecipherable, and its principles may be simpler than all of us imagine."

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